Grounding + Becoming
A Spacious Wisdom Cross-Pollination
Listen for what’s already in you, the seed within reaching toward sunlight. Stretch into what only you can become.
There is no limit to what Wisdom will shine through to reach us. Silence, nature, art, music, words, and connection are some of the prisms through which the invisible may become briefly visible to our subtle senses.
What we will need for the terrain ahead is mysteriously sprinkled around us days, weeks, months, or even years before we actually need it. There is a resonance we cannot quite explain—a knowing that doesn’t seem to conform to our linear timeline and context.
We recognize it.
Father Bruno Barnhart distills the essence of Wisdom:
“If we require a definition, let us call it knowing: a knowing that is personal, experiential, and tending toward union with that which is known.”
Wisdom cannot be known with the mind alone; it ripens in us, as us.
You are known, and you know.
Wisdom practices help us fine-tune our senses and cultivate inner stability to be present to reality, even when it is hard.
Follow the threads that draw you and listen for what is stirred within.
Panning for Gold: Wake Up, Remember
We feel the pain no words can touch, co-present with gold. Instead of writing it off as “all good,” we breathe with it.
He Wished to See the Teacher: A Poem and Collage to Listen With
He is one of many who,
while walking the road of daily-ness,
catches a fragrance
so tantalizing, so familiar
like no other thing there are categories for,
and cannot not follow it.
What if losing one’s way from time to time is the way?
Has anything ever been more clear? Anything more obscure?
Lean Your Heart in Close, A Poem + Collage
Friends, I mustn’t tell you the way,
but lean your heart in close;
I'll cover my whisper.
Collaging Signals From a Creative Universe
When the gut-punch of anguish hit me hard, I collaged wisdom that called to me in songs and images.
What is the opposite of a great poem?
I’ve been carrying an evocative question as I continue this work of “becoming.”
We Are Here: Artifacts of Presence
We have talked at length about what’s been shifting in our sense of the world and our inklings about why we are here. In this offering, there’s a deepening.
Exceedingly Alive to the Complex Weave
In the return,
in the silence,
a permeable fractal
perceives Source.
Faint Outlines of a New Possibility
We are alive, friends. It’s painful and exquisite. There is so much darkness. It’s real. Death is all around us. Unaddressed pain has mixed with power and fragmented us, but we are encircled by a Love that is permeating the darkness in the most creative ways.
Making Everything I’ve Received Flow Again
There’s a communal nature to wisdom. Our journeys overlap — sometimes in physical life, and sometimes outside of it — words and presence across time and space.
I Think I Get It Now
At the sudden realization of my error, my heart sinks; my face burns hot and red.
And Still, I Burn, A Poem About Longing
Every so often, I’m visited by a traveling itch.
I push up my sleeve and scratch deeply,
but this itch is a deft matador.
She hadn’t been wide awake for years
What does this wisdom collage stir in you? Do the words or images draw you in? Do you resist them?
You’re on the Right Path
Here’s an invitation to an unconventional spiritual practice —bringing curiosity to evocative images to notice resonance and resistance. What does this wisdom collage stir in you?
Love says “Please Come Home”
How do we move in freedom, agency, and sacred responsibility — freedom for the flourishing of all beings and Love itself?
End of the…
This practice invites you to engage with evocative images to listen with curiosity for inner resonance and resistance.
We Are Called to Nurture a Just and Loving World
This practice invites you to engage with evocative images to listen with curiosity for inner resonance and resistance.
