Category: General Learning

I so loved Nowing yesterday. Yes, that language is a bit unique. But it fits. As I shared in yesterday’s Becoming & Belonging Session, many of us seek to evolve our relationship with now.

That is, to become more present.
That is, to feel life flowing.
That is, to give up on a few fears.

Yesterday, there were six of us. I said a few words about “nowing” and thanked people for coming. And then, in the spirit of check-in, I invited each to speak to what it is about now that nudges them. Really delicious to hear others clarify what compels.

And then I had people draw. Rough copies. Not a contest nor critique of art. Rather, an invitation to another medium for expression. And then we followed the impressions. No need to tuck it in to a literal meaning. Just to notice what some nowing has to do with the bigger picture. It wasn’t that hard to find.

I loved people’s willingness to go along, which is to say, to remember something through a gently held process of Circle. I love crafting these spaces. Being moved by them. Being moved by the people in them. Being moved by an attentiveness to the vessels that we humans are in the medium of now.

Now is a verb.

As my friend Nadia says, it is “smarter than you think.” Nadia guides to the wisdom of the street. To the wisdom of wander. To the wisdom of wonder.

And I love it.

It all tells a story, this invitation to wander, doesn’t it. It creates an invocation. To further awe with very normal, everyday things.

So it is.

These themes are so much what is at the root of my Wander School and Becoming & Belonging offerings. We go together. Gently. In the very normal that so often turns out to be the very extraordinary. In the moving parts of the inner that so often shimmer in the outer — when we give ourselves a bit of permission to wander.

Come along. There’s good company. Good wisdom too.

Sheesh.

Cryptic language. But purposeful.

The picture is recent. Last week looking from one of Bowen Island’s bays. To the mainland of Canada. That’s Vancouver in the distance. I like the proximity and distance.

In a conversation with a near-in, we spoke in a way that almost was beyond words. I think we were talking about transitions.

From irretrievably broken, to inherently whole.

And then, this reaffirmed realization — that if we follow the fragment, it tends to get to the whole.

It was after all, a B & B session, this time on dreams.

On it goes.

From a walk last week. On Whidbey’s west facing shores. At low tide. With Sarah and Roq.

I just love the image. I love the pattern created. And then erased.

There is a friendship with fluidity that I wish. And love. With patterns seen in an easy glimpse, dwelling for a moment, and then moving on to the infinite nexts.

One of my favorite questions in conversation and groups is, “What does any of this have to do with what we are up to here?” It pivots from the wander into new layers of purpose and passion.

Why not?

It means you can wander. I can wander. And be surprised. And enjoy some time with friends expanded, rather that contracted.

And be moved by a great integration. And friendships.