There is a lot that is captured in this little poem from a call that I could not participate in. The power of relationship. The power of community.
What lives on in us from Kirkridge?
~ A Virtual Harvest of 20 ~
Feeling welcomed
Loved
And accepted into a community
Where principles don’t need to be negotiated
The power and presence of circle
The importance of rituals
But without a key note speaker
Where will the wisdom come from?
It’s a surprise!
Maybe it’ll come from the rise of the 40 year olds… (no matter how old they are)
Maybe it’ll come from us, who are learning to integrate new skills and
Generate between generations
Maybe it’ll come from us, who are finding our voices and
Learning to ask more authentic questions, like…
How do I live divided no more?
How do I let curiosity soar?
It starts with the spirit of inquiry and sense of discovery…
We remember
Dancing knots and
Falling snow
The sweetness of closing circles around
A fire a-glow
And that gives us the
Courage and
Strength we need
To create a quiet space to listen to our soul
To practice hosting every day
With an open heart
We tug on the thread from Kirkridge and pull it through
To new beginnings
And although it’s frightening
We know we are a part of something bigger
Something exciting
Something that frees us
So we start close in
We feel connected to each other
And filled with gratitude
We know it’s not impossible yet
The Walking People walk with Us
~ A Virtual Harvest of 20 ~
Feeling welcomed
Loved
And accepted into a community
Where principles don’t need to be negotiated
The power and presence of circle
The importance of rituals
But without a key note speaker
Where will the wisdom come from?
It’s a surprise!
Maybe it’ll come from the rise of the 40 year olds… (no matter how old they are)
Maybe it’ll come from us, who are learning to integrate new skills and
Generate between generations
Maybe it’ll come from us, who are finding our voices and
Learning to ask more authentic questions, like…
How do I live divided no more?
How do I let curiosity soar?
It starts with the spirit of inquiry and sense of discovery…
We remember
Dancing knots and
Falling snow
The sweetness of closing circles around
A fire a-glow
And that gives us the
Courage and
Strength we need
To create a quiet space to listen to our soul
To practice hosting every day
With an open heart
We tug on the thread from Kirkridge and pull it through
To new beginnings
And although it’s frightening
We know we are a part of something bigger
Something exciting
Something that frees us
So we start close in
We feel connected to each other
And filled with gratitude
We know it’s not impossible yet
The Walking People walk with Us
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