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What to Remember when you find yourself disappearing.
Remember the smell,
or perhaps the smells,
the crushed eucalyptus,
the baking bread,
your mother’s skin.
The anchor of something you never had to prove or disprove.
It just was.
Remember all the things that ‘just were,’
that just occur,
the moon circles,
the oceans tide,
the consistence of each meal adorning your kitchen table,
the relentless nature of belonging, here.
Remember the way we moved together,
our disjointed stumbles,
smiles and touch,
the life that grew out of persistence.
always present, always.
Remember to breathe. Slowly.
Remember the temple of your body,
each movement an unfolding prayer,
the pain, the panting, the passion, a peach in your throat.
You are so wholly yours,
an affirmation over and over of something sacred,
every sensation, a holy canticle.
Blood in mouth, sweat in eye, caught breath,
can you feel how alive you are?
Remember, when you find yourself disappearing,
remember that you found yourself, disappearing, you found yourself,
you realised, and this is what makes all the difference.
I feel the sun on my back this morning
and it is always a coaxing,
a drawing me outside into the wilderness,
a drawing me inside, into the wilderness.
So I close my eyes in this light and I see,
The wild one, can you see her too? Inside.
I hear her calling and…
I am afraid.
I open my eyes and the wind
is dancing with the tree tops
and the air smells like cut-grass
And the birds are swooping,
the children playing,
the sun still warming
and slowly, so slowly, the fear leaves me.
I realise that the birds fly because they are meant to,
the wind blows for that is who she is
the sun can do nothing other.
And me? I am alive and I am full
and the earth knows my name
and the great creator tells me, “this is enough.”
and the wild one inside (who is the very same being) says,
“Create, for this is who you are meant to be, for this is who you are, for you can do nothing other.”
So today I paint her,
this watercolour Wild one.
“When a white, middle-class, Christian, heterosexual, able-bodied man begins to question all of these cultural realities that he has been raised within, something is sure to give. The cultural fishbowl is sure to be cracked. Woven is such a story. The gradual awakening of a man to his gender, economic, and racial privilege. It is the story of growing up within contemporary evangelicalism, the dissatisfaction that began to arise, and the subsequent journey of self-discovery.
Woven is a story of dissatisfaction. A story of struggling and wrestling, and questioning. It is the story of self-confrontation and institutional-deconstruction and spiritual-reformation. Woven is a naming of the realities we would prefer not to name, the owning up to our own bigotry and entitlement. It is an audiobook that is sure to challenge both the conservative and the progressive, whilst also paving a way forward for all of us seeking to grow in our humanity and connectedness.”
or get the E-book from wherever you read E-books.
This book is about Jesus. It is about my journey toward Jesus. Which may sound strange to some of you, but it is true. It is a journey of losing a Jesus that was too small and looked way too much like me, to a Jesus that began to mesmerise me. A Jesus calling me to something much grander and more holistic and more inclusive than I had thought possible. A Jesus who was drawing me into the true and into the beautiful.’
This is not a book of cookie-cut spirituality. It is not a book of answers, nor programmable spiritual growth. This book is a question. An invitation. A beckoning toward movement and a faith that can weather the storms of life.
When a white, middle-class, Christian, heterosexual, able-bodied man begins to question all of these cultural realities that he has been raised within, something is sure to give. The cultural fishbowl is sure to be cracked. WOVEN is such a story. The gradual awakening of a man to his gender, economic and racial privilege. It is the story of growing up within contemporary evangelicalism, the dissatisfaction that began to arise and the subsequent journey of self-discovery.
This is a book for those who have grown up religious and who fear that they cannot hear the still small whisper any longer.
Tanya Riches, Hillsong College.
This book is not for the faint-hearted. But then nothing worth doing is ever easy. You will be called, alongside Joel, to explore your own half-lies and restlessness.
Justin Duckworth, Anglican Bishop of Wellington, New Zealand.
I wrote two kids a poem, turns out it was for more than just them. This video was an HONOUR to be a part of. I cannot watch it yet without crying….
So, after 10 years within the creative industries and working hard on many different creative projects. And after teaching the creative process to over 30 000 people during this time, I thought I finally needed to bring together all this learning into a space where others could engage. And so I have designed…
– A CLEARING IN THE FOREST-
A chance for you to slow down and meet yourself again.
A Creative Process for writers BUT also for…
Film-makers, Choreographers, Performers, Photographers, etc
25 lessons over 5 weeks
Beginning 9th September 2019.
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You know those times when you have this picture of yourself, this image of who you are, and then something happens and your self-perception is totally flipped. Sometimes it is when you told yourself you were (insert negative thing), but now you realise you are way bigger than this thing. Sometimes though, it is when you have to face yourself. To allow yourself to see the murky tentacles of ego; to feel the pain of hurting people; to be small when you usually feel large; to confront the lie; to name the motivations; to realise your acts serve your own purposes- the desires for love, acceptance, affirmations; when achievements are just you trying not to feel worthless; when identity is so wrapped up in success, the desire to not be usueless; when you hold on for fear of being abandoned; when you realise your reasons are just excuses, your silence is more about self-doubt than whatever justification you have given it, your loudness is a weapon, your confidence a shield, your critique is projection, your pulpit a well-built wall, your servant-heart is nothing more than conflict avoidance; When all that you thought was light inside you, is now tainted by shadow. You now those times? I know those times.
#confrontation #confession #mirror #upsidedown