I often vacillate between the sacred and profane and my experience at the People’s Climate March was no exception.
When the line-up came out for the march, I was so moved by the care and collaboration that went into the plan. I looked at it and thought that I could be with the Guardians, Keepers of Faith or Many Struggles, One Home.
Part of me felt most drawn to the first two, but the sign that I was inspired to make and the fact that I was marching with our local Sierra Club chapter, landed me in the last section. Read More
Scottish mountaineer and author, W.H. Murray, wrote “The moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favor all manner of unforeseen incidents, meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way.”
This has been true for me at various times in my life, but the most powerful example of the Divine rushing in occurred this past fall. During the weekend of September 8th-10th, I went to the Rowe Center in Massachusetts for a workshop with Joanna Macy. I had studied her writings and framework for The Work That Reconnects for the last six years, and was so grateful to have the opportunity to learn directly from her. Read More
I was born and raised in Rochester, NY, in the town of Irondequoit on Lake Ontario. As part of our local history lessons in school, I learned about the Seneca people, one of the six nations comprising the Iroquois Confederacy, who once thrived on that land. Field trips to the Rochester Museum and Ganondagon taught us about their matriarchal society, use of natural medicines, and the mutually beneficial relationship of the three sisters – squash, beans, and corn. One of the lessons that stuck with me the most, was when they described how after a successful deer hunt, in which they only killed what they needed, they gave thanks and used every bit of the animal, right down to the sinew off the bone for things like bows or lacrosse nets. There was reverence in this act, and there was no waste, it was all part of a sacred cycle. Read More