A different kind of exploration

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As we emerge and find our feet in this new landscape, we need to embrace a different kind of exploration. The old questions that frame our sight with hard edges and cause and effect are no longer helpful. Instead, we must use all our senses and feel our way forward. Being open to metaphors and … Read more

Beginnings are emergent

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While they are, by definition, new, beginnings do not appear out of thin air. They are part of a more extensive cycle of life, whether that’s naturally organic or ideas. As John O’Donohue writes in his introduction to the first part of Benedictus: A Book of Blessings – ‘All our beginnings happen with this continuity.’ … Read more

Closed-loop or emergent?

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Are we destined to make the same mistakes over and over again? And while the patterns that often define us won’t change overnight, we do have choices. Just sometimes, we don’t know what they are. I wonder, how might we ask?

And then the unexpected happens

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Yesterday morning, the rain was cold. So cold it felt like sleet stinging against my face. But this is May! What’s going on? Being prepared for emergence is okay as long as I know what’s happening… Yet here’s the thing: life isn’t like that. It has never been. We’ve just built an illusion of control … Read more

‘The World I Live In’

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I have refused to livelocked in the orderly house of     reasons and proofs.The world I live in and believe inis wider than that. And anyway,     what’s wrong with Maybe? You wouldn’t believe what once ortwice I have seen. I’ll just     tell you this:only if there are angels in your head will you     ever, possibly, see one. + Mary Oliver … Read more

Growth emerges as hope in a flower

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Bare hazel, gracefully climbing the bank above the lane. For months just bare branches offering themselves to the elements. And then, a few days ago, hope emerges as catkins. These fleshy ‘lamb’s tail’ flowers, unfurled and dangling in the breeze, incongruous in still-in-winter barrenness. Where did this growth come from? And what about us in … Read more