God I hate it when I just fall in love
I fear I shall be so vulnerable
in a world gone mad
in a world where even the butterflies
need human love to survive
blossoming inside
this beauty I see in them
hiding within
I fear I shall be so vulnerable
in a world gone mad
in a world where even the butterflies
need human love to survive
blossoming inside
this beauty I see in them
hiding within
When you find yourself suicidal by 9 years of age, and graced by a life that teaches you to thrive—turning the toxic into the beautiful, you also find yourself quickly…
Watching this video will move and inspire you “The wind shapes the trees and the trees shape the wind,” my new friend said to me as we sipped our coffee…
I recently shared a resource link to the Rockefeller Institute’s Resilience: A Literature Review. An excellent response to that review, titled The Missing Link: The Biology of Human Resilience, is posted…
Perhaps it is we who are the Noahs we have been waiting for. And the Ark capable of carrying us into that future is the developmental transformation of our consciousness.
there is a presence in the beating of your own heart
a primal drum calling you home
like a rain drop returning to the sea.
human activity has expanded to such a degree as to now constitute a global, interdependent society that shapes the biosphere at multiple temporal and spatial scales as reflected by climate change, vulnerability in global economic and financial systems and resource degradation across the globe. How can prosperous societal development paths be stimulated in light of these challenges?