Tuesday, 27 June 2017


LAND OF MINE from Roman De Giuli on Vimeo.


and not only that,
but this...

“Man must rise above the earth – to the top of the atmosphere and beyond – for only thus will he fully understand the world in which he lives.” (Socrates)

Sunday, 25 June 2017

from space the image of the earth rising. the blue arc of her belly against the blackness of forever never fails to make me catch my breath and fill me. i keep seeing this image again and again lately. it feels significant. the importance of seeing from this perspective. how big and small and miraculous and ridiculous we humans are. how mind blowingly amazing it is that a rock hurtling through space not only exists and sustains life, but nourishes us. and still we don't see. the beauty of it. our beauty. our potential. but we fight and blame and kill and read history yet seem to learn nothing. we continue going round in circles inside the tiny boxes we build around ourselves clashing with those who have built their boxes from different materials.
i cannot tell you
how much i love this extra ordinary life,
how much i burst at the seams with gratitude
for the giants with whom i dance. 

(i love in biblical proportions.)

nor how much i love the instinctual way
my hand reaches for yours,
or how much i long to appease your silent fears,
to show you your worth until you feel it
burning in your hallowed bones.

i cannot tell you
how much we have to learn,
but i know where and how it begins.
 
i cannot tell you how much i love the light
that daily comes nudging me to life,
or the comfort of the moon. or the fluency
with which we speak unspoken languages,

because sometimes 
even the words fail to express the fullness
of a heart.

because to say 'how much' 
deludes one
into thinking it can be measured...

Saturday, 13 May 2017

we are each a prayer in motion birthing ourselves daily. or more.

to crack, break, breath and relax into full bodied knowing. to tear the membrane limiting your belief in the possible. to climb the mountain that calls your name knowing the point from which you start is never the beginning. to turn inside out and realise that in the shadows there hides a goldmine.

 

Tuesday, 24 January 2017

“We are living in what the Greeks called the kairos—the right moment—for a ‘metamorphosis of the gods,’ of the fundamental principles and symbols. This peculiarity of our time is the expression of the unconscious human within us who is changing. Coming generations will have to take account of this momentous transformation if humanity is not to destroy itself through the might of its own technology and science. So much is at stake and so much depends on the psychological constitution of the modern human.” – Carl Jung

Saturday, 8 October 2016

wrapped and rapt in the fire of purification and you, unprepared for the gift of me raw and undone, i see you. you who is he, she, me. be not fooled by the smile. i see you.  behind the masks, beneath the skins, emerging unwavering, growing upwards and out of the fertile earth of your self. i think maybe you are a bolt of light. come closer.

Sunday, 25 September 2016

of honey and wounds

"like a snake, my heart
has shed its skin.
 i hold it here in my hand,
full of honey and wounds."

~ federico garcĂ­a lorca




indeed