clearing soul congestion

Sweep-Return-Bristles-Broom-Close-Cleanliness-667324.jpegA friend of mine and fellow writer told me she doesn’t like that term. ‘It feels thick, clumsy,’ I think she said.

‘Exactly!’ I thought. ‘That’s right’ When we’re in the grip of soul congestion then our heart feels shrouded and wooden. We can’t feel or we over-feel what is going on. We shift between panic and low moods, excitement and despair. We need a soul decongestant but we usually just give in to a familiar reaction instead. Continue reading “clearing soul congestion”

become

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ferns growing beside a narrow side door in the chapel wall at Tocal

Returning from a conference on the theme of ‘life and living’ at Tocal Agricultural College in the Hunter Valley,  I feel broadened and deepened by the wisdom of Craig Holdrege of the Nature Institute, of Helmy Abouleish, the leader of Egyptian community Sekem, and of Gunther Hauk of Spikenard Farm. This came after four days in Melbourne at the moral technologies conference basking in the teaching of Orland Bishop* of Shadetree Multicultural Centre. Continue reading “become”

blame, shame and forgiveness

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These three areas fascinate me. How do I resist moving into blame and shame when something goes a bit pear-shaped?

What’s wrong with the shape of pears anyway?

How do I notice when I’m tempted to blame somebody, something or even myself, ‘How dare he/she/they/I???’ Continue reading “blame, shame and forgiveness”