Wild Voices Weaving Wholeness
Flesh of my Flesh
Bone of my Bone
Spirit of my Spirit
weave Wholeness and Beauty
from the threads of my fragments
Flesh of my Flesh
Bone of my Bone
Spirit of my Spirit
weave Wholeness and Beauty
from the threads of my fragments
This is a story of identity that can be rewritten in each of our spirits, minds and bodies as we come to experience and know and identify our self—with Life itself, with nature. Inherent within this new-yet-ancient story is a biognosis, the moist intimate wisdom-knowledge of Life, of our place within it. It is a story that each of us must claim for ourselves if we are to know and embody the birthright of our own belonging and the resiliency of nature as our own.
To receive gratitude into one’s life in this way is not, from my perspective, not so much ‘giving’ gratitude as it is a courageous willingness to perceive life from a spirit of ‘thankfulness’, no matter what.
…in meditative brevity he provocatively invites us to consider and witness what it is to be human, fully and wholly human, absent the wall of separation from Life. He is playing with our identity, with our awareness of what it means to be human. He would have us remember our wholeness, to live into its unanswerable mystery.
“Music is my religion… Music is God… Hatred breeds only hatred. When you look at the good side of life, everybody loves you. When we are so old… only… are we aware of the beauty of life.”
Two simple and yet profound strategies to increase the resiliency of any team or person.
“Connection is why we are here. It is what gives purpose and meaning to our lives…. blame is a way to discharge pain and discomfort…”