Born Again!
I woke this morningto rise before Sunseeking witness of virgin shafts of lightdancing with shadows whilepiercing the bows of tall Ponderosas andcaressing towering Firs too I unzip the door of…
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2 Our Ground of Being
Peace from the Soil
By Emmanuel Karisa Baya*, Farmer and Co-founder and Director of Magarini Children Centre and Organic Demonstration Farm, Kenya I hear the cry of the mankind. The sadness of our cry….
I saw the web this morning
I saw the web this morningSwear I did A spider’s gossamer thin threadcaught Sun’s first shafts of lightpiercing tall pinesdense needles yet drippingwater droplets fallenfrom floating clouds in night’s skyunder…
Feeling a bit lost these days?
Feeling a bit lost these days? Maybe we need some new maps! We invite you to join us in our next upcoming call as we continue digitally, imaginatively and physically…
What might it be like…
What might it be like to sacrifice the smallness and sureties of this separate self identity upon the altar of Mystery and bow in wonder and amazement gazing upon the…
Standing Naked
I would tell you I did not ask for this gift but that is not precisely true Far more accurate I suppose is that I did not trust Life enough…
This Aliveness You Feel
This aliveness you feel sense and love As your bare feet learn to again kiss the soil That you hunger for the growing vitality of This beauty you return to…