Have had such a full month working with great people and teams. Less time for blogging. Perhaps even more accurately, additional time needed to sit quietly to integrate a wealth of experiences, and be as present as I can in the work.
I’m looking through some of those notes along the way. Keeping some. Discarding others. Filing a few. Here’s one that reflects a conversation with Chris Corrigan. I asked him one day, “what are you learning about your blogging practice?” My desire was to pay attention to what I was noticing in my own practice and learn together. Below are a few gems. Thanks Chris.
-in this world of open source learning, when I write it, it becomes part of me
-to share, to offer as one form of learning into a bigger field of co-learners
-blogging is a modern form of scratch pad, a place to make notes and learn in public
-a place to record my curiosity — a kind of fieldnotes
-a place to harvest learning that influences design work
-an improvisational canvas
-a medium for contributing to and bringing social communities together
-a practice of generosity — to link learnings to those with whom we are learning
-a medium to remember the whole — these times includes such a wild ride and experiment in living in self-organized systems
Already these practices are common for younger generations. And social technologies abound. I marvel at what is common place for my teenaged children that was not part of my younger life. Such an opportunity to express. And to learn. To connect. And I believe, to reform our brains and minds. Ah yes, a bigger topic for another day — this evolution of humanity in simple tools and practices that are new for our time.

, in particular, quietly tending. She brought a few cloths, a few collections of long dried grasses. She lit tea candles. Replaced them when needed. Carefully collected the center pieces at night as the building was being used for other purposes. Brought them back the next morning, and with new offerings. Plants. A branch from a tree. She brought life in such a beautifully quiet way.

