Healing work IS Anti-racist work IS Decolonial work IS Ecotherapeutic work IS Sacred Grief work IS Rewilding work.
These are not and cannot be seperate if we are to dream and enact ourselves into regenerative, cooperative, co-liberatory, earth-honoring habits of being and doing.
Having for a few years now invested in practicing the dirt path of Deep Belonging, I have come to realize its twin trajectory is Deep Lost. I grew a course and a life around deep belonging and see it ultimately as an ecospiritual decolonial journey.
But without the recognition of Deep Lost, I fear reinforcing the incarcerations of white modernity. Deep Lost is like the underworld meander towards which the roots of deep belonging tunnel, beyond Salvation Highway where all the recognizable signposts are.
Deep exhale. Guilty on all counts. A verdict isn’t a fix, let alone transformation, but for a moment we can lean into a sacred pause and sit with it all, including the contradictions. Sit, cry, celebrate, laugh, commune, dream. Feel our body and breath.
We continue to hold the vision of a new way of being together, a multi-species, post-capitalist, decolonial earth-honoring society of care.
Practicing saying ‘I don’t know’ might be an essential sur-thrival skill in this Great Turning. Finding the Power in Uncertainty.
I created Deep Belonging because I am in love with the world & because I am grasped by a wondering: Can we, with wild nature hearts & humble courage, remember what we’ve forgotten and intentionally face this Collective Initiation of intersecting ecological & social crises?
This is the 3rd iteration of the experience—it’s now two weeks longer and I’m excited to weave in more decolonial imaginings, deepen our holding of the griefs and joys on our doorstep, and explore Compost and Turnings as guiding, dynamic metaphors.