Talk, talk, talk, post, post, post ... comment, comment, comment....

Our great gift for language is one of our biggest obstacles, we can talk about an idea forever without taking action to do it.

Mothers day was yesterday here in South Africa.

It got me thinking about our deep need to be mother-ed. To have someone to take care of us, to protect us, to teach us.

"This is what you trained for."
Those were the first words I said to my team and to our community when the lockdown was announced.
All that time spent on your meditation cushion in silence learning to let go, the time spent on retreats doing all that grinding inner work, this is what that was for.

Have you noticed the new rhythms and patterns that have been emerging over the last 5 weeks since lockdown began?

How are you feeling today?

If you have been reading these for a while you'd know that I'm a bit of a Japanophile (did you know that the seamstresses in Japan have a special ceremony every year to honour the blunt needles?).

Tough times reveal character.

I picked up this quote from one of my favourite architects, minimalist Tadao Ando

the blank canvas is afraid of the truly passionate painter

This three columned list* has helped me deal with fear and anxiety,

Now is the time to communicate value. 

The question is then, when is something valuable?

It's ok to be scared.

It's also ok to be excited.

Humans are sign readers.*

We read signs to find our way, whether in traffic or in life.

Liminal spaces build community, they force people together in order to survive.

What are you feeling right now as you read this?

Fear?