Two Fools in a Mirror

Posted by on Nov 5, 2018 in Poetry, Words

We won’t have peace until we can
both agree,’ said the two fools
on either side of an argument …

The Whisper and the Echo

Posted by on Nov 4, 2018 in Poetry, Words

A man looked for meaning.
For his very place in life.

He searched high and low.

He’d often hear a whisper, calling
his name from the other side
of what seemed like a door …

An End To Seeking

Posted by on Sep 30, 2018 in Behind the Film, Words

‘We are a Work in Progress.’ ~ the often said words of the allegedly wise, repeated without question by those drawn to the inculturated humility of the idea.

And so lives the perilous myth on which our human existence appears to have built itself. We are not yet enough. There is someone we must become. This life has conditions …

Conscious Revolution – The Point Of This Work

“These times call for a conscious revolution in the way we act towards one another, driven by our capacity to better see and experience the common humanity that lives deep within our bones.”

Our innermost yearning is to be seen. And to know that we each belong without condition. But when this is not our experience, we are compelled to act dysfunctionally and it drives us further from one another’s sight. I become blind to you. And you to me …

The Reflection

Posted by on Jul 17, 2018 in Poetry, Words

A few reflective words I wrote a year or so back. Trouble is the experience for most appears to be refractive.

The Reflection

As I gaze into the world, I realise
that nothing falters in its
ability to reflect what
I’ve come here to see.

My challenge remains
to admit
to what it is
that I’ve seen.

An Utter Affront to Coaching. Or Freedom

If you are a #coach, the Soul Biographies Inner View Method might be an utter affront to everything you believe to be true or it might lead you towards a freedom in the way you work with clients …

The Anthisesis of TED

Yesterday I met with a group to talk about SOUL OF AMERICA funding ideas. Interestingly, after explaining the extraordinarily unusual WAY in which film subjects are captured, one of the group compared it to the storytelling in the ‘Moth Radio Hour’ and then to TED. Another immediately pointed out that it seemed like it was the very antithesis of these.

He was right. Subjects are left in utter peace without need until they are drawn by something almost otherworldly to speak. There is no story, rehearsed or previously told, that needs to be told. There is no need to convince the world of any philosophy or way. Spoken from this place words hold immense truth and potency. And the Soul of anything is revealed. The Soul of everything is revealed. It is dangerous to the status quo because little is built on truth.

How Business Owners Get Purpose Wrong

Many business owners find it extremely challenging to articulate their purpose. To tell the world why they do what they do. It is important to do this in truthful and authentic fashion. It is important for founders and their reasons to be clearly seen. To be recognized without pretense …

No Need To Explain Ourselves

Posted by on Jan 4, 2018 in News, Words

This morning he wrote ‘I am grateful for your ways.’

I wrote back ‘And I am grateful that yet another person in the world shares such ways.’

I am now left with the thought that there is work to be done in helping us find each other …

A Rethink on Leonard Cohen’s Near Immortal Line

Posted by on Oct 23, 2017 in Observations, Poetry, Words

Having re-read the #LeonardCohen near immortal line “there is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in”, I got to wondering if perhaps the light might have already been inside attempting an escape. And if that was the case then what that might say to the journey of becoming a someone.

A four sentence poem + a 3 minutes film …

I Didn’t Want to Hide Anymore

Posted by on Jun 8, 2017 in Viewer Words, Words

‘… when you asked me why I wanted to meet you I said I didn’t want to hide anymore.’

Line from an email received not so very long ago …

The Meaning of Cake

Posted by on Jun 2, 2017 in Observations, Poetry, Words

Might we exist in a world of too much, where much of that much doesn’t actually bring us what we are truly after.

And so a few words on the subject, written in view of a large cake stand … ‘The Meaning of Cake’.

This I Believe

Posted by on Apr 5, 2017 in Behind the Film, Observations, Words

If we were to truly see each other from behind the folly of our own opinion, we might remember that we each belong without exception.

This is What I Do

I am not entirely certain why I am able to do this but I am certain that this is what I do.

I have the capacity to see people deeply. And I am able to elicit and capture on film the experience of inner worlds. It seems important because this is where truth lies. And with truth comes clarity. And with clarity comes vast possibility. This is what I do. For the courageous, its application is far reaching.

Surrender. Which is Different to Giving Up

Posted by on Mar 17, 2017 in Poetry, Words

Surrender.
Which is
different
to giving up.
That’s it.
Surrender.

Us and Wrong

Posted by on Dec 18, 2016 in Words

‘… we’re most probably asking the wrong questions, and searching in all the wrong places.’

Elections, Wrongs and Rights

Posted by on Nov 7, 2016 in Words

I imagine the US Election to have held a mirror up to an entire Nation, if not to an entire world. But a reflection takes steadfastness to recognize, and courage to admit …

This is Important. This Might Be Us.

Posted by on Oct 9, 2016 in News, Words

As I wander this world, I experience a depth and openness in people. A way of being together. But I’m struck by the most common of responses to such experience. An isolating juxtaposition. It is painful, often admitted and it is lonely. It goes something like this …

Man’s Best Friend

Posted by on Sep 23, 2016 in Poetry, Words
Man’s Best Friend

A man sits quietly with his dog.

He often sits quietly with his dog.

She, with her ‘this is enough’ face.
He, with his matching ‘nothing
need be different’ expression …

A Book of Poetry, Finally

Posted by on Aug 31, 2016 in News, Poetry, Words
A Book of Poetry, Finally

I’ve been writing poems, or perhaps aphorisms, for more than a few years. They have appeared in many books, just not my own. I never seem to have made the time. I’m with a publisher tomorrow …

A World that Passed by Unnoticed

Posted by on Aug 26, 2016 in Images, Observations, Words
A World that Passed by Unnoticed

We spend so much of our lives looking out across this vast world, dreaming of movement to somewhere. To somewhere else. Focusing on easily distinguishable objects …

Talking About Not Talking

Posted by on Aug 9, 2016 in Observations, Words
Talking About Not Talking

Tim Gallwey, Inner Game of Tennis Tim, and I speak often. And for hours and hours. Barbara, Tim’s partner, often ends up having to forcibly separate him from the phone in order to fulfill some prior engagement. She’s great. A while ago, we clocked up a three conversation about not talking. Odd. The irony of it all …

The Artist Who Works with Nothing

A someone who recently sat in front of the Soul Biographies Camera woke up a few days ago with these unexpected few words in her imagination. She had no idea where they had come from. Or why, but thought that they pointed to something of importance with respect to this somewhat mysterious work […cont]

Broken and Seemingly Alone

Posted by on Jul 29, 2016 in Images, Words

Last week I caught sight of this tree, broken and seemingly alone. That is until I attended a lecture on the latest research observing that trees are connected and act on behalf of each other when in need. Perhaps most fragments in this natural world have such capacity. You and me included …

The Most Liberating of Dream Boards

Posted by on Mar 20, 2016 in News, Words

A while back, my drifting imagination fought into the long hours of a particular night before it came up with this liberating dream board …