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Beauty of BeginningsDaily contemplations + Pacific Ocean Sunrises
For a world with a future
I hope to see a book from you of daily meditations with your brilliant photos. You are one of the most compelling thought leaders I know.
Thank you for your work.
Cherie ClarkÂ
Finding the wild and untamed
Finding the wild and untamed. Somewhere in our depths is a part of each of us that remains wild. Refuses to be cubed. Boxed. Conforming to straight lines.Â
Contaminated Symbols
Contaminated Symbols. The warrior of war can do courageous things in a battle to the death…but can he speak of love, emotional pain, without feeling shame?
Learning the language of waves
Learning the language of waves. Like any great endeavour, better to spend the time knowing the territory, sensing the movement.Â
Preventing the fractures of the future becoming embedded in the form
Preventing the fractures of the future becoming embedded in the form. How do we create that ecology, the environment, in which our precious idea finds fertile ground
Crazy fun while creating a world with a future
Crazy fun while creating a world with a future. Screw that. I am never going to arrive invisible. After years of hiding while wanting to be seen, I am now seeing myself and refusing to hide.Â
How do we evolve our own being to no longer be victims of anyone
How do we evolve our own being to no longer be victims of anyone. Consider power as the force to move, to have someone move, to get our own bodies to move.
Beauty of Beginnings is my attempt to capture life and contemplation in its sweet and sometimes painful moments.
I write them to inspire the infinite possibility we can create when we work together synergistically
I write them to challenge my own thinking – we all need that.
I write them to connect to you, to create a wholehearted invitation to move towards Syntropy
I write them as an expression of the very frontier I am on. Never perfect. Always curious. Constantly humbled by beauty and love.
Beauty will save the world. Without beauty we are naught. Towards beauty we bow.