We are living in a time between stories. The old stories of separation, human superiority, scarcity, and exploitation still dominate while Earth and culture unravel. The new (ancient) stories of belonging, connection, compassion, mystery and humility have not yet fully emerged, although hopeful signs are everywhere.
This between is a threshold, a place of shapeshifting, mystery and mischief. A precarious, liminal world neither wholly known nor unknown, a place of both/and, of possibility and of danger.
When first called to this adventure, I declined to go. I dawdled. I had my reasons, some of them worthy, some cowardly. Eventually, circumstances intervened and forced me to go. Even having stepped out the door of comfortable compliance with cultural norms, I linger on the threshold, buffeted by magical and terrifying guardians. Such a liminal place is intolerable at times, exhilarating at others. In every moment, I must decide: do I grasp Life or deny it? Do I live in love or in fear?
This threshold is the point of no return. From here, I have caught glimpses, however fleeting, of many futures: the promise of a Permaculture farm, of soul initiation in rugged wilderness, restorative justice circles, conversations with strange and wondrous Others, ruined places brought back to life. Still, I have yet to fully embark, because I have not finished making my peace with the false beliefs and broken promises that raised me.
This blog is a place of practice. Here I will light candles in the darkness and take an honest look at the habits that separate me from the story of abundance, of my kinship and reciprocity with the world beyond the confines of human-made environments and culture. Mostly, this will serve to remind me of what I’m here for: to experience joy.
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