mani.festing
The call for connectivity can be heard in the chorus of white-fronted geese high overhead in autumn... in the rhythm of waves rising and sinking in the swash on a sand beach... in the wrentit's ping-pong ball song, a duet performed by the paired-for-life partners, a call and response.
We humans need re.mind.ers of our connectivity with the goose, the tide, the seasonal avifauna. That's the reason for Listening To Gaia.
Whether an Earth holiday (solstice, equinox, powerful cross-quarter day)... or a invitation into to the minus-tide zone, for an encounter with marine biodiversity... or a spring bird-song celebration, as migratory warblers and their allies flood our alder thickets....
These gatherings outdoors weave observation and insight together with healing inspiration. Each of us finds a way home. Our insights, taken together, become a basket that's a resting place for our seeking (sometimes wounded) hearts. We open our selves to nurture and instruction from Gaia ... about how to be humans at present.
Let me know if you'd like to receive at least one email invitation to join me in Listening to Gaia. my thanks
We humans need re.mind.ers of our connectivity with the goose, the tide, the seasonal avifauna. That's the reason for Listening To Gaia.
Whether an Earth holiday (solstice, equinox, powerful cross-quarter day)... or a invitation into to the minus-tide zone, for an encounter with marine biodiversity... or a spring bird-song celebration, as migratory warblers and their allies flood our alder thickets....
These gatherings outdoors weave observation and insight together with healing inspiration. Each of us finds a way home. Our insights, taken together, become a basket that's a resting place for our seeking (sometimes wounded) hearts. We open our selves to nurture and instruction from Gaia ... about how to be humans at present.
Let me know if you'd like to receive at least one email invitation to join me in Listening to Gaia. my thanks