Kirsten
@rootyarn
Following threads of not knowing and seeing what structures they form. Delighting in the pulse of life and the moment. Trusting in living systems, the cosmos and the trip that is life.
Kirsten
@rootyarn
Following threads of not knowing and seeing what structures they form. Delighting in the pulse of life and the moment. Trusting in living systems, the cosmos and the trip that is life.
Looking forward to getting stuck into this next week on Dartmoor. Excited by this exploration of relationships. @sophiepavs you’d be so welcome on the podcast if you fancied riffing on the new book and this relational operating system on Spaceship Earth We’re about to start recording again. hurrah 🙏💙✨🌎 #thespaceshipearthpodcast #lifecentered #earthcentered #becomingcrew
instagram.comBorn to a Jewish family in Ukraine in 1920, Clarice Lispector and her family emigrated to Brazil when she was an infant, fleeing pogroms (mass expelling and massacre of Jews from the Russian Empire) Her mother died of progressive paralysis, believed to be a result of syphilis contracted from a violent rape and attack, before the family fled to Brazil. It’s widely believed—though never confirmed—that Clarice was conceived in hopes that having another child would “cure” her mother, based on a folk belief that pregnancy could improve the symptoms of neurological disease. The death of her mother at nine years old profoundly affected her sense of self and emotional language. Her writing often reflects a deep and almost mythic longing for the maternal—both as a source of pain and mystery. While in law school, she began publishing crônicas—short, lyrical columns—for newspapers, often blending mundane observations with spiritual and philosophical reflection. At 23, she published her first novel, “Near to the Wild Heart” written in a stream of consciousness. She became the first woman to win the prestigious Graça Aranha Prize and was hailed as revolutionary. The novel placing her among the ranks of literary modernists like James Joyce and Virginia Woolf. Around the same time, she married a diplomat and spent the next decade living in Europe and the U.S., raising two sons—Pedro and Paulo—while continuing to write. Motherhood was both sacred and shattering. She loved her sons deeply, but never romanticized motherhood. She spoke of it as a transformation—one that dissolved her ego, sharpened her tenderness, and at times made her feel “forever incomplete.” Her son Pedro suffered from schizophrenia—a lifelong struggle that deeply affected her. In 1966, a fire in her Rio apartment nearly killed her and left her right hand permanently impaired. She continued to write through immense physical pain. Her final novel, The Hour of the Star, was published shortly before her death in 1977, and is now taught in schools, quoted by feminists, philosophers, and poets alike, and cherished as one of Brazil’s greatest novels.
instagram.com“Forest Euphoria is a gorgeous celebration of the fact that when you give your heart to Science, it rewards you with a glimpse of something profound and beautiful.”—Hope Jahren, author of Lab Girl Rediscover the beauty and magic of the natural world with Patricia Onoiwu Kaishian’s Forest Euphoria. This book will change how you see the world around you. Available for pre-order now!
instagram.comWhat art do I want to make?
Electric art
Loaded art
Alive art
Stories?
Stories that celebrate our being and experiencing a cosmos.
Inspired by Spell of the Sensuous
Our bodies as landscapes. Maybe, even though we have also shifted our attention away from them and try to domesticate them they are the only landscape we cannot escape from, cannot isolate ourselves from and so they are our constant reminder, even if as a backdrop, but with a voice that can assert itself, that we a
... See moreThoughts: like we are adding new elements to our perception, but still using old frameworks, rigid and resistant to change, and so instead of the new elements (eg AI) falling into place within a restructured mental map they exercise undue impact on the structure, basically contorting it - north is no longer north metaphorically speaking - the mental map is distorted by these elements that don’t fit into it, because the element we are trying to fit into the map affects the map itself. Picture a magnet with a too large gravitational field (in terms of meaning) pulling everything into a different shape - and so it isn’t a question of how we talk about the new element only, it’s a question of how we talk about everything under the influence of the new element. Like being intoxicated? Seeing through a looking-glass?
Second thought: now more NB who is saying what, the context, as the article says…..what would orient us otherwise? Earth, senses, agency. Have we given these away bit by bit, in the name of choice and opportunity and potential and possibility, so that we are focussed on guidance outside ourselves, or we just took the guidance outside such as religion, parents etc and replaced it with pseudo-choice and are therefore happy to place our power in someone out there, still believing this is our choice we are freely-making and to see the power we have given away we would have to see the whole context - all the micro give-aways of our power.
Interesting reflections by others
Bayo Akomolafe