Flourishing
I returned yesterday to my home in Utah, after many days of travel, connection, and delight with people that I love.
I returned with some added curiosity and excitement of what my garden plants would look life and how they had changed over the time.
One, most delightful, was this planted pot of kale. Rich. Vibrant. Flourishing. Ready for picking.
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To flourish — this is attractive invitation, isn’t it. As people. As communities. As individuals seeking to live meaningful and contributing lives.
To flourish — this is also helpful description of the travels I just experienced. Meeting old friends, new friends. Meeting in a geography that invites openness and community. Meeting to welcome a harvest of coherence together, of connection together that grows nutritious thinking, feeling, imagination, and insight.
To flourish, like kale —
it is a vibrant celebration of living
in pots
and among such good people,
a celebration of learning
that inspires more learning,
leading,
loving,
living.
Grateful.
Tenneson Woolf (www.tennesonwoolf.com). I am a poet, coach, workshop leader and group process facilitator. I’m committed to improving collaboration and imagination, inner and outer, in individuals and in groups — to help be in times such as these with consciousness, kindness, and learning. My work over 25 years has been to design and lead meetings in participative formats so as to bring more wisdom and humanity in the group. Writing inspires my imagination and grows my intuiting. I post a daily blog, Human to Human, in which I offer reflection on varied aspects of participative leadership practices, insights, and human to human depth. I’ve published two poetry collections — Most Mornings (CentreSpoke 2022) is my most recent. I’m originally from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. I now live in a small town, Lindon, Utah, where urban meets rural and where high desert meets the feet of the Wasatch Mountains.
