Friday, August 14, 2020

8th Session ~ More Kindness and Gathering


Adrienne opened the Loving Kindness mindfulness practice with a quote by Einstein... it may be a little different to what you heard as she attended to the gender for her reading: 

A human being is a part of the whole, called by us “Universe”, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest — a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. Nobody is able to achieve this completely, but the striving for such achievement is in itself a part of the liberation and a foundation for inner security.


The creative writing then explored reconnecting as we come out of lockdown... touching again.

getting together

What moving writing this triggered... how much we have missed contact. We led into the writing with a poem from Bev:


España a Eceni

by Bev Schofield with thanks to David Whyte (see his poem The Journey In)


Tip me up.

Pour me down.

Let the sun kiss goodbye

to my silvery beached heels...

dive, dive into the wooded magic

of the eceni... of Satya's living dark.


Let me burrow

into the black thickets

of thorny spells and secrets.

Let me press up against the black

and pulsing part of it, essential living

heart of it, believe at last what I know well.


For all the fro and to

our arms entwine in that

musky tangle, the wiry knot

bramble beginning from whence

we're begot, the thorny thicket where

blood mixes in sweet juice of good intention,


forgotten fruit.

Cobwebs and crisp frost

become our lily gild. Let go

at last the ill begotten answers

in favour of the one wondrous

question that can rock us to sleep


Eceni (or iceni): Brittonic tribe of eastern Britain during the Iron Age and early Roman era. 

Satya: truthfulness; the practice of integrity

Huge thanks to Hilaire for bringing the Poets for the Planet site to our attention. In their Begin afresh’ campaign they are asking for people to write poems about how we could, post Covid-19, live in a way that respects the planet & mitigates the climate crisis. Let's get these poems submitted writers... we've definitely heard some sound advice from many of you!

Writing from the session:

Filigree Fine Twining

by Sandra Birnie

There’s a filigree fine and twining by the spidery shadows in my memories of you. We can see the clouds of droplets falling and I wish for you. And the dark token passed over is the ticket to my soul.

Together yet apart. I ache. And the apart varies from metres to miles but it lacks the fifth sense. The sense that speaks without the mouth and sees sans eyes and hears the beating of a pulse and tastes a quickening of a heart. Let me touch. Let me stroke. Let me linger on your hand and stroke a thumb. A wrist. Let me lean in and, shoulders touching, share the laughter. Let me ease your pain. Let me kiss your battered knees and wish the hurt away. Oh to touch; to feel; to connect again.


Hear ye, hear ye

by Catrice Greer


Hear ye, hear ye

We are gathered here today 

family, friends, enemies, 

enemies of my enemies


We are here at the black hole mouth 

of this isolated cave

in the grief painted 

infected unknown space 

to bury our dead among us


Those dead things between us

that hold us back


Those things we no longer speak

Those things that twine and whip 'round 

our vocal chords*

that prevent the i’m sorries

i miss you’s, i love you’s *

the pieces that bumble forward 

like an emotionally blind man heady on drink

bumbling home too late 

for whatever he was meant to be there for

knocking over sentimentals, and traditions, 

passed down collectibles shattered 

in pieces launched 

jagged landmine shards  

speckling the ground


Our DNA, our ancestors, 

mothers, fathers, 

grandmothers, grandfathers long gone

our creators, ask us to stand here together 

Ask ourselves

if in this space we will abandon 

Our old skins

Our old breath

and choose to share anew


Can we bury this dead thing between us all

so we can 

stand wrapped in new sinew, tendons, blood 

coursing miracles spiraling through the breath lifting us

in a swirl of meditative purpose

Can we find a new space

a sense of being


We are here in this vortex 

to bury the living dead 

under loam, clay, rocks, 

into the broken soil 

Cover it.

Mark it as resting here 

never to go forward


We mark new paths with a sign 

here as we crawl out 

heel to heel... 6 ft apart 

linked in spirit 

life begins anew

we celebrate together

mourning yesterdays

embracing our multicolored confettied *

I forgive you's littered 

in the air 

celebrating 

our tomorrows


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Thanks to you all ...

... for your heartening feedback as always:

Anja: Thank you, Adrienne, I just love listening to your voice. Almost fell asleep, because I am so very tired form this whole week.

Lapidus Scotland Bev: getting together (writing prompt)

Giovanna: Beautiful Sandra

Jo: lovely words, Sandra

Giovanna: Completely true Joyce, it’s a huge loss, especially in this country when we were only just warming to the idea!!

Giovanna: Thank you Britt, such powerful images

Catrice: Truly beautiful and honest. <3

Jo: Apologies Britt, our Internet is unstable

Giovanna: So gorgeous Angie, so hopeful

Jo: WE are growing huge beetroots this year, Great analogy

Giovanna: LOVED it Catrice, especially the drunk man analogy

Kay: so much incredible powerful stuff from everyone     thankyou all so much for sharing   kx

Kate: Thank you everyone for sharing your powerful words.  Another fab session Bev and Adrienne, thank you so much. I have a teleconference at 1 so need to go sadly x

Catrice: Lovely Kirsty.  Thank you.  Lovely poem. <3

Kirsty: thank you. 

Eileen: Thank you to everyone for sharing your amazing writings 🙏

Angie: Great poetry coming from all of us today.  Well done guys.  xx

Eileen Gray: Thank you one

Eileen Gray: thank you once again Bev and Adrienne

Kay: such a powerful session once again   thankyou bev & Adrienne   thankyou everyone   kx

Catrice: Yes, Mo.  Well said! <3

Susan: Thank you everyone - sorry to be distracted today. Someone came to the door. 

Joyce: thankyou for sharing your wise and moving words . i have never written before or read .. thank you for supportive comments and the opportunity xxx 

Angie: Can I please have a copy of the Einstein quote?  Thank you again for a wonderful session.  

Catrice: Thank you everyone.  Pleasure to see you all again and hear your work. <3

Michele: than you both the sessions and everyone for the lovely contributions.  Michele

Pat: Thanks everyone; I'm overwhelmed by all the wonderful words. Pat 

Sandra: this group has been a revelation to me. I feel at peCE nd safe here. Thank you all xx

Kate H: Thank you all for sharing so many beautiful and moving words.

Jo: Yes please put your piece on the blog, Britt -  the little green web gremlin broke it up for me.

Mo: i have to leave as I have to be  elsewhere shortly. thanks again for all the words shared, time generously given and the receptive listening offered unconditionally

Isabel: Thank you all. My life has been so enriched by you. And thank you Bev and Adrienne for making it happen and for steering our ship so safely.

Giovanna: Thank you everyone, I’m not sure if I’ll make the next two sessions but wanted to say how much I’ve loved your company and your words. Adrienne and Bev, so many thank yous for starting this. It’s been the best lockdown zoom activity. XX

Catrice: This has been a strong addition to my life.  I am deeply grateful to meet each of you and have the opportunity to share and connect. Thank you so much. The meditation is amazing. This is a perfect program.  See you again.

Louise: so so much thank you to Adrienne and Bev and all of you sharing and /or listening. I always feel so relaxed and touched in time

Angie: Thanks again to everyone and I do hope that if I don't see you at the next to workshops that our paths will cross again.  Take care and keep writing.  xx

Britt: Thank you to everyone. Absolutely singular. This is what it's all about. Best wishes. Hope to see everyone someday somehow. Big love. 

Kirsty: thank you to Bev and Adrienne for facilitating these sessions and to everyone else for sharing this experience with me , have really enjoyed it.

Jo: Thanks, Bev and Adrienne and everybody for giving us all this connectedness … a wonderful privilege to have been part of it.