Sometimes a fully inhabited moment opens onto something much larger than itself, something vast and patient that was already there waiting beneath the urgency. The ground that holds the decades is always made of days, and the days themselves are made of moments, like this one.
This week's reflection @ https://emotus.substack.com/p/permission-to-be-seen
Attention that turns toward what sustains it, the way a sunflower does — without argument, without effort — tends after a while to loosen the habit of clinging, and what becomes available in that easing is usually more than the grip allowed.
This week's reflection @ https://emotus.substack.com/p/the-council-of-stones
There are times when the work gathers in a way that makes it feel as though it rests with you alone, and others when it becomes clear that it's held by many.
What takes longer to recognise is that both are true, and that your part remains your own within that.
This week’s reflection @
https://emotusoperandi.medium.com/putting-out-fires-vs-planting-more-trees-47022b338d04
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