For the last two years I have been living a wonderful story.
A story that romanced my friend Lorna and I for a year or more before she allowed us to catch her and bring it into form.
This story is called The Soulistic Journey.
And I remember the exact moment that she told us her name.
This week I found myself reflecting.
This Wednesday was the 11th November 2020.
11.11.2020
If you are a student of numerology like my mother or astrology like several of my friends this was an important date for many reasons. Master numbers, planetary conjunctions, Universal forces coming into form. The story of potential was big.
And yet amongst all the bigness of what is undoubtedly happening in the world right now, I found myself reflecting on the journey of the last 9 year cycle for me (9 being the number of endings and beginnings).
We are all indigenous to Earth.
This is something I have spoken about frequently with many of the amazing elders who I am lucky enough to have in my life as teachers, guides and role models.
Humans are catalysed by stardust and yet made of Earth and clothed in her elements.
All our relations on this beautiful living planet are formed in similar yet different and diverse ways.
Our challenge is to return to a more integrated and interdependent way of living within the complex and intelligent ecosystem of Earth.
This time of the year is so special.
Special and powerful.
And it’s one that a lot of people resist.