DSC06091DSC06097We had a lovely morning of creative adventures in the forest for the equinox.

We had great weather, and lots of fun, followed by good grub. Big thank you everyone for coming and getting into all the activities.

The challenge of the day was to find your tree and get creative, considering past, present and future; here at the point of equal day and night, as we tip into the light half of the year. What are we looking to flourish in our lives, and what is down in our roots, serving as the compost?   We had beautiful birdsong, sunshine, and lots of laughter. Good medicine.

“It was a treat to be with everyone, broad chats, making little links. With space to think and process/make quietly. I Loved leading and especially being led, it felt like dance, the space and air felt soft. I loved using touch to become familiar with the tree, the quietness of the tree, the different way to experience it.  Also, you didn’t require us to ‘perform’ or display”

– Art in the woods participant.

Poem for the day: Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your kneesDSC06086
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
DSC06095love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.