Facilitator
| Location | Portland, Cascadia |
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| Introduction | I am, before all else, a dad and sometimes still a daddy. I am an artisan, gardener, writer, gadfly, cook and beekeeper. I am a rainbow-chasing dreamer. I am finding answers where I was assured there were none to be found. I am the voice of the living earth crying out for mercy. I am a butterfly who was once a caterpillar. I am as ancient as the stardust from the dawn of time that my body is made of. I am in love with my life. I am hungry for change. I am certain my soul knows what it’s doing. I am the manifestation of existence’s compulsion to self- reflexively know itself through this thing we call consciousness. I am more like you than not. I am possessed of every bit as much power and authority as any other resident of this existence. I am a little vain at times. I am free. I am ready, but not exactly prepared. I am making a silly fool of myself and I don’t care. I am grateful for this time I have. I am haunted by the ghosts of our descendants. I am frightened, but not quite to the point of paralysis. I am listening as intently as I can. I am finding that the way out is in. I am wondering if the kilowatts I’m burning to write this all down are a prudent use of resources. |