More from the Convergence:
Charly Swing led an open source session on Conscious Reflection giving rise to creative expression that included art, song and poetry. Heather's Poem came out of the session and really captured the essence of the convergence. Enjoy:
Heather’s Poem
On the first day of the convergence
Clare's shirt invited us
Dandelion fluff
A seed waiting to detach
And fly free
When night came
She opened the blinds
To reveal a sunset so big so pink
Some of us couldn't sit still
We staggered to the deck
To witness the sky
In the middle of a sentence
Song followed
David's strong, clear voice
Reminding us
We are welcome here
In the morning I rose
Expectant curious ready to stretch
Galen opened up the space
With no expectations or requirements
We stood in tree pose
Perfectly balanced
At breakfast there was talk of turkeys
Wilder than the ones we have in the city
Watching from the deck
We saw them cross the open field
Some opening and closing their wings
Leaving feathers behind
Back in the lodge
Ravi broke the ice
We melted into each other's voices
Sharing our fears about the end
And the unknown new beginnings
A moment of despair at the enormity of the ask
To survive in hard times
But Jason reminded us that we could
And we remembered
The possibilities in our unity
We celebrated in dance
With open hearts we let go
The bravest and readiest grieved
While others learned how
Under the beating drum
The sunset behind the trees
We did not need to see it's glory
We could feel it
Now here alone
On a bench I claimed as my favorite
I watch the turkeys return
This time the young ones
They circle our tents
Under the gaze of their adult guardians
Before gathering to return to the wind
by Heather Sielicki
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