In very crude geological terms Diamonds and jewels are formed deep down underground and under intense pressure. These elements and conditions form something beautiful rare and coveted.
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Poetry from the heart…
Imagine for a second being alone in the world, not this world as it is now of chaos and opposition, solution and love. More a time of survival. You are a species unaware if you are the only one of your kind. Making choices each day that seem so right but almost counterintuitive choices driven from quiet contemplation and notes formed from the heart strings. You have no tribe, no family each day is a hope and a love punctuated by challenge and fear. In desperation at night you sit in a place backed by a cave and you call. Amazed by the resonance echo but also in hope of a reply.
So, like a rising tide of awareness unlearnt I am becoming aware. But it’s driven up from an internal and external consciousness. That liminal gap or finite and infinite place of refining and evolving.
It’s untapped by most and it is unplumbable. Its depth is Infinite.
I am connected to the idea of the #hive as the #bees 🐝 are a perfect example to us. But would we ever listen to the wing beat of a better way. They work as one body.
Although hideously disillusioned and very pessimistic, I am in fact the happiest and at my most honest to myself I have ever been. Freudian theory is storming back in. I would however like to place all philosophical theories into a sphere of consideration and no more. I had a clear vision where all philosophy was a child’s constructed sand castle sat on the shoreline of an incoming tide.
#CCCUPIL20 crowd sourced poem
So, there I sit waiting to be introduced. Thinking, what can I possibly say to this room of academics and students? What value is there in my role @CCCU and innovation within the butterfly flame?
On the dawn of the new year and the plans and hopes ahead. Thomas Delahunt reflects and asks the community of butterflies to respond. Using the poem “draw away to see”, the community is asked to give back a reflection on their present feelings. This will then allow for a poem to be constructed from these voices, images and words.
On the dawn of THEawards Francesca Hufton reflects on her very first symposium. She understands, engages and reflects the ethos of the butterfly flame beautifully. I adore how this small organic community continues to grow.
‘We hit a giant – a poem which enabled us to share our ‘disappointing’ feelings and helped us recognise we should continue….
This is why..
I sometimes question the value of connection. The value of employment. The value of love. But today I met a good new friend, we spoke about the awards night and he said how he appreciated being part of the poetry chatter. Not realising that the most recent blog was his influence this time.