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Shifting Horizons explores stories and questions with the intention of helping unravel modernity and creating space to remember and nurture our innate regenerative capacities.
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Weavers (opens the original)
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We are bleeding from the roots, because we are cut off from the Earth, the sun and the stars. - D.H. LawrenceThere was a girl who failed to understand the slippery simplicity of hatred. Whilst others created stereotypes, she noticed humans. When some slammed doors at other perspectives, she only became more curious.She ignored imposed boundaries,or just didn't notice them.She danced through worlds. Baffled by those who locked themselves behind uncurious walls into the boring safety of narrow ech
Crack Flowers #10 (opens the original)
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Storyteller - Holding, Hospicing, Healing and Birthing Stories of Life (opens the original)
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Snuggled up in bed, tightly wrapped in a blanket, my parents and grandmothers read stories to us. My sister and I were raised ‘semi-bilingual’ in a semi-successful way. Our family, Limburgers from the south of the Netherlands, speak a myriad of local dialects, even changing from within a single town, depending on which side of the main road you find yourself on. My sister and I were born 199 km north of this town filled with words and nuances indistinguishable to the untrained ear. <div class="s
Dream Nurturer - Inviting a practice of Dreaming (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWould you tell me, Please, Which way I ought to go from here? I ain’t sure where I came from Not truly, not fully The hills of my grandmother’s, Lost at the touch of my boots The river of my parents’ childhood Does not know my toes Would you tell me please, Which way I ought to go from here? I don’t much care where Modernity blurred my compass My dreams are a material mess Not true Not silent Suffocating loudly My deepest lo
Non-Duality | Literal Portals #2 (opens the original)
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