Posted on July 27, 2016
into the depths
a wild woman project
What does it mean to stand there at the brink of the chasm, the very edge of our own shame, our terrifying personal stories of pain, neglect, abuse, loneliness? We don’t go there, do we? or only very reluctantly. We have been cast out of our land of knowing, taught to become afraid of our wild intuition, our deep connection!
Let us reacquaint ourselves then with this perceived underbelly, what is dark, murky, unknown, it has been cast for far too long as dirty, evil, something to be tamed and held back. What is this mystery that smacks of female depths? It is all that is fertile, fertile within it’s cycles of rise and fall, struggle and emerge. It unequivocally vulnerable, shivering at the edge of the lake under the full moon. It is wildly intuitive. It is simultaneously gentle, wide-eyed with wander and fierce and bold with protection!
Each wild wander, either through forest, into the river, down by the sea or up into arid climbs takes us step by step in to an inner tracking, and encounter with a forgotten, lost or hurt part of ourselves.
Beautiful S. here stands still for a long moment of encounter with herself and the river, deep, dark, so cold, yet welcoming, cleansing. I love her tender entry into her own intimate process, tentative at first, and then plunging down to reemerge with a shout of joy on the other side
It seems so much is of what is unnecessary, hindering, dampening of desire and creative potential is discard by this plunge into the river of trust. And, so much is gained, an immersive thrill that invigorates the body knowing, the belonging, the should connection to a source. Unfettered from domestic conditions of thou shalt not, wear this, wear that, hide your shame, cover up your scars or breasts woman! do not dare defend your cubs or wail with sadness or shudder with pleasure, woman! Unfettered, a wild woman, howling like a wolf scampers up the far side of the river into the thick Cedar at its edge.
I am honoured to be growing through my wild woman project in the presence and trust of some incredible women, who grace me with their vulnerable beauty, their undressing and casting off of outdated shrouds, for some easier than for others, each opening and vulnerable, bold and wild in their own way. I am grateful to witness their desire to rewild their connection to their own bodies, and to the land body of our Mother, and in so doing become part of this process myself.
with a wild heart full of love,
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Posted on January 31, 2016
Filling the Myth Gap,
and The Importance of Story-telling
I’m editing Firemaker photos finally. I’ve been asked to use some on the website. As I go through them, my heart singing with beauty and belonging, I am greatful for what i have encountered about myself and how I fit in this big picure. Slowly, but surely, I am circling in, weaving my own tale of me: I am a story-teller. I use my gifts of sight of watching, observing, gathering, my passions for life-long learning and honouring our unique gifts, and my voice to share storeis like this with the world. This is my job, my greatest yearning. This is how we fill the Myth Gap, tell the stories that count, and the stories that bind us together. Thank you Firemaker for holding that space for me, for linking hands around the circle and allowing me to stand firmly with an open heart in this beautful space, and give my gifts.
Posted on July 26, 2015
And we go down to the river to pray….
I want to become a regional photographer for a beautiful body project, do you know about it?
Celebrating women and mothers and their natural beauty!
What happens when we feel belonging in place, when we can go down to the river to pray and see our selves, our own bodies in the arms of mother nature, see ourselves, both whole and perfect, and intimately linked to all life? This summer at Firemaker, it was hot and dry, there was a fire ban, instead, we found ourselves all down by the river. I felt, down there, something, I think we all felt, somehow linked to this essential source, drinking, bathing, resting, connecting, buoyed up by our own mother.
Thank you beautiful Laura Jesson Love for letting me take and share these pictures of your gloriousness! I have had the incredible pleasure of getting to know you and your two sons by this river at a Primitive Skills gathering we attend every summer. You have inspired me by your commitment to knowing yourself, being totally in your body, by reaffirming daily your passion for life, compassion for self and others, and your loving-kindness towards your children and their growing needs. These photos capture for me your freedom and ease with your body, your attunement to nature, especially the water element, and above all the sweet pleasure of sharing your time and love for water with your sons down by the river.