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WMtE13 – The wild life!

Monday, May 28th, 2012

This was our last morning together. The sun was still present, with the promise of more summer to come. We spoke to the question: What do we now know about being wild and natural beings? Here a list of deep insights mentioned in our collective:

• gift the time of listening to yourself

• deep listening – a kind of attunement – a kind of anchoring in – is becoming one with the whole

• every cell, every nerve can listen for the subtle cues to bring us into balance, into wholeness

• show up open and ready – and not exhausted – for this kind of listening, for collective presencing

• in the listening to the middle there is something more possible, it is a totally natural way of accessing information and knowing. This capacity gets amplified in the collective and that has a lot of juice for me; and juice feels wild!

• unwinding from the stories of history in my body

• see and acknowledge also the pain, witness it, is necessary before the new can come in – harmony is not shutting pain and ugliness out

• witnessing is not hard to do!

• it is possible to act focused and aligned without a plan, on true course

• the wild and the natural is seeking us, wanting a mutual relationship; the dissonant will then fall aside

• ‘they’ – seen and unseen – were looking at us

• everyone is welcome to the circle, no matter how open or not.

• Thank you for showing up who you are.

• I see you – Eye see you.

• The gifts of the wild are: the field, the seeing, the being seen.

• Reclaiming the word ‘wild’, in a grounded sense – coming from a place of stillness and gratitude – it takes you on your path.

And there was more!

After the break we gathered again in our favored spot, the screened-in porch. More information wove itself together around the future and this piece of land that had hosted us so well and profoundly. The information was offered from messages received during the night, from books, from experiences a long, long time ago… and the tapestry woven was magic and very meaningful for the owner.

Maybe, after all, it was not all that mysterious? The land needs to be protected because it is pregnant with ‘something’… maybe the land needs time to hold the new intention we had set in the previous Women Moving the Edge gathering? the intention of the unwounded feminine and masculine creating together… maybe it needs not only holding by us, humans, but it needs to be held in the earth too? It seems weird now when I write it in this blogpost, some days after we had this experience, but there was something that felt right when I wrote it down in my notebook. The future will tell me if this holds any sense or not…

The last messages came through…

Something is excited that we are starting to get it.

There is a flow between us here and the trees there.

Seeing and being seen.

There is a shared flow and joy.

There is so much more. You don’t know how big this is!

Open and receive.

I have been in-formed.

It is not about self.

Being as mycelium.

The wild is emergent.

WMtE13 – Weaving ourselves back into co-ecolution

Sunday, May 27th, 2012

Because of the constellation lunch was late and we reconvened halfway the afternoon, back on the porch where we had this incredible interweaving with nature the day before. Judy invited us to check in, but we were silent, nobody spoke. Sitting in a half circle we were all facing outwards, with nature filling half of the circle.

loooooooooooong silence…

What if our soul becomes the leader of the pack, so that the ego can rest?

Is there a purpose why this frog and this bee ended up here?

Maybe not-knowing is less frightening in a collective?

Maybe ‘weaving ourselves back into nature’ is not right, and we are weaving ourselves back into co-evolution?

This last thought was kind of new to me. It made me humble to realize, as a human being, how we co-evolved with all around us, visible and invisible. We are so used to think of ourselves as on top of the food chain, and being like that forever – unchangable. But we are also part of evolution and we co-evolve, with the earth, just as this butterfly is linked with this specific flower and plant and co-evolved with it over time. As humans we are small and also under influence of these larger, bigger forces. Seeing ourselves within this co-evolution, maybe, brings us back into wholeness?

There is a mystery at heart of his co-evolution, something that we probably will never understand. We better enjoy it, enjoy its unfolding, instead of being frightened by the unknown in it.

Back to the overall question of our gathering: What if we could experience being natural, wild beings in a collective, in deeper mutual relationship with natural rhythms and cycles of the earth? important insights came up.

The wild is what is.
Simple sentence, but with profound implications.
The wild is what is.
This tied me back to the importance of witnessing; the noticing, the seeing of what is present – including the being seen, and being witnessed. As someone summed it up: In resonance the wildness is present.

So wildness is not how we normally picture it: being wild like a wild lion in the bush, or being wild as drunken youngsters in a music festival. No, being wild is being indigenous, in mutual relationship with all aspects of what exists around us. It is being in resonance with all of life – the pro-verbial plastic bags included.

WMtE13 – Wild again…

Wednesday, May 23rd, 2012

We took a long lunch pause to let this rich content sink in and let it digest a bit. We were mostly in silence and on our own. We reconvened on the screened-in porch. In the morning we had gathered in the living room, then the sun had called us out in front of the house after the break, but by noon it had already become too hot!

The porch is a bit long and narrow for a circle of seven chairs, we were sitting more in an oval, than a circle. Not much was spoken… long stretches of silence unfolded…

The morning had brought the realization of the importance and simple act of “I see you.”; which brought back the deep realisation from a constellation in a previous Women Moving the Edge gathering, where the representative of Earth has said: “The simple act of witnessing me, is amplifying my resilience.”

In the silence I was musing on all of this.

Identity…

Boundaries…

Witnessing…

Seeing…

What if we remove fixed boundaries and witness the essence?

What if we replace identity with uniqueness?

Authenticity doesn’t seem to need a fixed boundary to be in a relationship or in resonance…

This was all going on in my thinking, but energetically, in my body, a shifting was going on, a recalibration in my cells and energy system to our new understanding. I had to lay down to let the energy doing its thing.

B. called for movement, felt a need to stretch her body, as if her body needed to expand. She invited all of us to do the same. The circle disappeared in silence and each of us was following the energy in her body as natural as we could… some silent, some little noises made, some deeper breathing, some responding to sounds of birds and insects outside.

Again it was silent for a long time. Eventually, we ended up sitting and laying in a half circle, all facing outwards, in total connection – communication – resonance with nature around us, so present and close, with only the veil of the screen of the porch.

There were tree frogs telling a story,

then they were listening.

We were listening,

then listened to.

Witnessing going on in all directions.

I could sense ‘the collective’ of the forest becoming more present – almost tangible – than the individual trees.

Because we were, as a collective, witnessing the whole?

It was magic.

More silence.

It was amazing, fascinating and not anything I had experienced before. We were all in awe for what happened.

We came into rapport with nature,

as embodied human beings.

We reconnected with our indigenosity,

we wove ourselves back into nature,

the fragmentation undone,

the bridge re-established.

We became wild again.

WMtE 13 – The bird knows we are in this together

Tuesday, May 22nd, 2012

On Saturday afternoon we had a most remarkable afternoon. Already the morning had been so rich that I was flabbergasted with the rich content that had been shared.

We talked about language and words….
… hearing the birds respond to each other… so many languages going on that we don’t understand…
… and words are limiting… yesterday’s way… just a handle… easy to let the sacred slip away…

We talked…
about the yearning, the longing not to be cut of from the natural rhythms,
about the courage to speak from source,
about being vulnerable and still trusting.

We dived deeper, trying to understand what is ‘being wild and natural’’ – as is part of our guiding question.
… untamed, but with a structure…
… listening, tuning in to one self…
… unmediated..
… intangible, but present…
… beyond articulation…
… so alive, but like a whisper…

And what is ‘a collective’?
… a safe holding in order to be wild…
… to imagine the unimaginable, the undefined…
… where the future is born…

Begin natural and wild in a collective, is giving space for each orbit.
(as the electrons, quarks etc. in a molecule)

But there was way more to unfold!

There had been a story shared about an encounter with a morning dove, with the realization ‘the bird knows we are in this together’;
another story of a deer leading the human to show its little ones;
and a meeting with a fern in an experience of total unity.

Then pain came up of being misguided into the belief of fragmentation,
the belief in a chasm,
the betrayal of higher and lower…

We relate to the words, the concepts…
chair…
dove…
tree…
instead of relating with the being itself, with respect.
L. shared this with her tears and said: “I have to remake myself; my mind sees it, but my cells don’t know…”

The cells would know soon enough…

The courage to make connections

Saturday, January 30th, 2010

Saturday morning in our 9th Women Moving the Edge gathering. I’m sitting here in our working space, early morning, while many others are sitting in deep meditation. Looking out of the walll with windows all over, there is this fairytale landscape, every branch of every three fully covered with a small layer of untouched snow. It is extremely beautiful as the surroundings here are all natural and birds don’t fly up when you approach them.

Yesterday afternoon we gathered with 12 women for this gathering, here in The Netherlands. We spend our time on arriving, being present and sharing stories. For me it is special to be in this venue as it was here that I got a deep, transformational and life-changing training in the early 90’ties, called Emotional Bodywork. Here I got my basic lens to look at people, relationships and transformation. Of course what I learned here has been moulded by my unique way of being and many other trainings and workshops, but it is still a deep root in my way of being.

We checked in yesterday around the questions: What made you come? What is your edge? The stories unfolded, all held within the container of both a deep circle practice and our guiding question: If the need of the world/Earth is an invitation to become fully ourselves, then what is our role as the evolving collective feminine? Sharing circles and our way of working of going with the flow and what is unfolding doesn’t give us a straight line right to the answer on the question. We wander around, we circle around, we explore the territory... so here are some of the themes that came up...

We are all part of the puzzle; we all have our unique place.
...healing sisterhood...
The need to be connected, because that’s the way we will reach the needed intelligence.
... the magic of co-creation...
What if it is easy? IT IS!!! It is a change of perspective...
Being in the rhythm with Earth... re-weaving the web...
Do I dare to return to the Wild...
the Mystery...
the natural below the conditioning...
where magic is real...
the truth beyond the heart...
the rhythm of the body...?

I’m here to be with what is...
to get out of the way...
no interpretation...
witnessing what is happening...
to learn together the feminine approach.

Evoking all our grandmothers...
reweaving across time...

The courage to make connections...
across time...
reaching out to nature spirits...

Connections growing from parent-child relationships
and power dynamics
and sisterhood
to real partnerships.

I need you, because of us.
I need you, because of the web of life.
Can we live as the Earth?