This past Thursday I held my first Constellation Circle of 2023 in Hout Bay. What made it even more special was that two of the online Munay Ki Journeyers met each other off-screen for the first time. They have journeyed together twice. My online peer group is planning to meet up – possibly in Finland. I do rather like Zoom for everyone I’ve met over the past 3 years. What are the Munay Ki Rites? These rites or energy transmissions…
According to the Dagara cosmology of West Africa, this is a Nature Year. Nature is a teacher of transformation, of stepping into your authentic self, of truth. As a Nature person (born in a Nature year) I’ve found my niche working as a facilitator and healer – witnessing transformation. Last year, when not in Hout Bay, I spent time grounding myself in my new garden beside Clanwilliam dam. I’ve watched the trees, transplanted from the old garden (expropriated because of the new dam…
There’s something about a new moon that I find far more enchanting than the full moon. I love the darkness of the night, the brightness of the stars. A reminder that in the cycles of life there is always an ending, then stillness, followed by an emerging of something new. That from darkness, light emerges. We live in a paradox of not wanting change, fearing what it may bring, yet at the same time craving newness. Nature is a constant reminder of cycles, from…
I wanted this to be a good news mail of welcoming you back into my healing room or an invitation to a Group Constellation in the new workshop space. Even though I enjoy working online, one reaches a point where there is longing to see people who not confined to a screen. So I kept delaying writing, waiting for the yes. My inner knowing did not give me the go-ahead. Instead, this mail is to let you know that I am taking a…
Navigating this Change There’s a well-documented pattern that of behaviour that we all go through when confronted by change. I used to work on projects. The Change Management team would be tracking those affected by the implemented changes – ensuring the right type of support was there as the users moved through the Change Curve. My sense is that we have moved from fear to the anger and frustration phase. Our government does not have a team of Change Managers standing on the sidelines to coach the nation…
When the wind is blowing like this – the Air element is making its presence known. The Air Element is about communication – from creating the sound of your words as air passes over your vocal cords to the airwaves that support electronic communication.
That same heart opening I felt watching these two elephants, I so often feel during Family Constellation work. These giant beings embody that graceful honouring and gentle surrendering to one’s Life that may be witnessed towards the end of a Group Family Constellation
I’m in awe of the tenacity of these delicate petals that in their tight binding push their way through the rain soften clay earth.
I have always had a great need to be in control. It took me a long time to figure that out. I needed to keep things together. Avoiding situations where I could loose control of myself or what was happening round me.Â
The Benefits of Eating the Pie This weekend I was reminded again that there is no right or wrong, no good or bad.  We are so ready to judge ourselves.  On my drive up to Clanwilliam, I stopped to buy some oranges.  I bought naartjies (he oranges looked too yellow) and a pie (because it was there).  And I ate the pie.  I can’t say that I particularly enjoyed the pie – yet as I ate it I berated myself.…
Savouring Softness Walking down to the dam – which is not a dam at the moment – I feel the softness of the earth beneath my bare feet.  The wet ground gives way as each foot connects with the once hardened earth. It is an unhurried walk – I’m savouring the soft sinking as Nimrod cat explores.  Cats walk with far more care and caution than dogs.  He too, as Rupert dog did, sniffs selected blades of grass and bushes…
The Power of Fire Early last Saturday morning walking on the beach I looked over towards Constantia Neck to witness plumes of black and grey smoke avalanching into the sky above Imizamo Yetho. The morning unfolded with apocalyptic sights in IY – the fire, the fear, the destruction. In the darkness of Sunday morning I woke dreaming of fire only to look out across the valley to see the wild orange of the Karbonkelberg mountain ablaze. The power of fire…