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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
The Source metaphor of our culture
Have you ever paused to consider the Source metaphor of our culture?
And that if we perhaps changed the Source metaphor, we might change our entire relationship with everyone and everything.
Our best life work
Our best life work might be found in the garage on the weekend, or it might be found by stepping out into a new role that leaves behind the safety of conformity.
I don’t want to live in a world without
“I don’t want to live in a world without Orangutans,” said the child to her mother.
Neither do I.
Or Blue whales, clean oceans, virgin forests and jungles.
What about it gets under my skin
To look at that behaviour with clinical eyes, as if it were a patient on a table.
What about it gets under my skin?
And where is there a fractal of this behaviour within me?
Change words change context
Look at the story that you feel has been written for your life. Change words, change context. Write a story that invites your whole engagement towards the future you want.
The seeds of humility
The essence of humility will take the arrogance within us and bring us to our knees. As our face hits the dirt, there, breathing in the dank soil of shame, the seeds of humility might grow.
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.