I fall out of illusion: my content does not change but rather I fall through the floor of what I know. This brings on transformative experiences, ones which so many others are opening into too.
Love this, Simon. So resonate and appreciate your poetic and metaphorical descriptions. Sometimes I can only find a song or the lark of a bird or wisp of wind in a tree that captures a smidgen of what is my unfolding.
Thank you heaps Holly and this so totally lands for me too. We feel this, I feel this in myself and in connection with everything around. Through kinaesthetic, emotional and subtle intelligences before cognitive sense-making from that.
Love this, Simon. So resonate and appreciate your poetic and metaphorical descriptions. Sometimes I can only find a song or the lark of a bird or wisp of wind in a tree that captures a smidgen of what is my unfolding.
Thank you heaps Holly and this so totally lands for me too. We feel this, I feel this in myself and in connection with everything around. Through kinaesthetic, emotional and subtle intelligences before cognitive sense-making from that.