Unlike every season change before it, Spring hasn’t just sprung upon me this year.
I’m putting that down to the ‘go slow’ thing I’ve been giving a go. I’ve been intentionally paying more attention to my body, my mind and my surrounds; with an offshoot of that effort being that I’ve noticed the new life that has begun to pepper the landscape around me. I’ve seen the first of the wild garlic push its way through the soil, along with the daffodils and the crocuses.
The Level Collective, an independent clothing company for adventurers, have nailed the ‘doing stuff well’ thing with their mad good ethos (and mad good design).
An encounter I had in the Colombian jungle made me realise that I needed to get my game face on and start doing stuff well too. From where I put my energies, my money, my heart or my time- I want to make sure that the impact I have is a good one. Just like The Level Collective.
Before December hit I landed a handful of days in Paris- a city I had only ever passed through despite its renowned fame and so said infinite charm. Luckily for me the neighbourhood of Montmartre (where my Airbnb was) happened to be a winner in the Parisian stakes of romantic architecture and crooked charisma. After a potter I learned that this neighbourhood is also home to Pain Pain and I quickly assumed an almond croissant breakfast ritual (a dangerous consequence of staying around the corner from a bakery as good as this one).
The beginning of new years are weird things.
There is an overwhelming amount of expectation on it as if when the clock strikes midnight our lives will be renewed. All of our wishes for a bettered self, from ending our vices to starting all the health kicks under the sun are going to come to fruition as the clock ticks over to the first of January. Course they are.
‘Doh’ (as day 5 strikes and my resolutions shatter).
“There is a war against Mother Earth. We would not have this climate crisis if humanity loved Mother Earth. That’s why our message as indigenous peoples, from the four corners of Mother Earth, is that people have to come back to the understanding of the sacredness of Mother Earth. Somehow humanity has lost its understanding of that sacredness- that female creative principle- of Mother Earth and Father Sky. It does not challenge the concepts of dominion over Mother Earth. All these concepts have been created by man as if they have so much power but Mother Earth is power, Father Sky is power and we have a world that doesn’t understand that. We give more rights to corporations, to mining companies, to oil. That’s why we are here.”