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Shared roots and scattered seeds
Collaborative music is one of my biggest passions; the feeling of it goes way beyond the lyrics or the tune and becomes a harmonic of happy coincidences, dismantled wall and powerful juxtapositions. The heart gets recruited, first…not as a cerebral afterthought…when such rhythms are unleashed. It’s a whole-sensory experience, beyond the boundary lines of culture or genre. How I long for the experience to be shared by so many more people; for them to be stirred up from their slumber and to feel what we all find so hard to give form to, as yet, in this world… Continue reading →
Posted in Animal art, Art, Art transformation tool, Life choices, Menu, Personal Development, Spirituality, Symbolic journeys
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Tagged art as transformation tool, Aspergers, autism, bird art, birdsong, cross-pollination, crossing boundaries, dandelion, diversity of music, ecology, enthusiasm about music, extinction rebellion, folk, francesco turrisi, goldfinch, growth, highly sensitive, jackie morris, karine polwart, Kate Tempest, kris drever, multi-instrumentalists, music as political messenger, music as transformation, new growth, passion for music, power of music, relevance and meaning in music, rhiannon giddens, robert macfarlane, roots, roots music, sam lee, sensory sensitivity, serendipity, sewing seeds, singing with nightingales, special powers, spell songs, spells, the lost words, thinking outside the box, tingle factor, transformation, what guides musical taste, why do some people feel music more than others, wren
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Cutting through all the crap
With the launch of my fifty-second year, why do I suddenly feel we are gripping the white-knuckled grip of a culture on the edge of a cliff and that I can no longer sweep these observations under my rug? And once-benign places and processes, preserved by “institutions”, unsettle and concern me; I seem to see through these attempts at their management on our behalf, cutting through their crap like a hot knife through butter now, my rose-tinted goggles removed. Such institutions hold the long-established, seldom questioned, trust of the peopleā¦and yet, what if it turns out, they are as misguided as they could be, the very band continuing to play as we all march to our demise? Until we question our way out of the entrenched normality of a previous age, we have no hope of seeing what is really going on before our very eyes. Continue reading →
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Tagged activism, ancient spring, becoming the wise crone in a difficult era, birth of a new paradigm, cataclysm, chris packham, climate change, concerns for our planet, cost of preserving the past, eco crisis, eleventh hour, end of an era, evolution, existential depression, extinction denial, extinction rebellion, facing the truth, feeling hopeless, feminine wisdom and gaia, greta thunberg, looking yourself in the eyes, May Day, National Trust, notre dame, personal responsibility, prioritising causes, remembering, risk of institutionalised thinking, speaking out about what we see, waking up, wisdom of trees
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Rare as gold
I consider myself very fortunate indeed that I heard more than one nightingale on my walk in the forest on Sunday; I even managed to get a photo to check this was what I was really hearing since I was … Continue reading →
Posted in Consciousness & evolution, Menu, Personal Development, Space weather
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Tagged birdsong, complex birdsong, eco crisis, excitement, extinction, extinction rebellion, frequency, golden energy, nightingale, sam lee, schumann resonance, singing with nightingales, something is happening
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