It's nice to be re-communicating. A little less than a year ago I wrote about feeling kind of "cosmically flabbergasted" as I announced that Fires Creek, our center for wellness and renewal in the North Carolina mountains, was not going to happen. Well, I guess feeling flabbergasted by the often capricious nature of Consciousness is becoming a sort of a life default mode for Cary and me. So, with a degree of hesitation and excitement, here we go again: Fires…Continue
Just a quick check-in, and then I'm off to Brazil to be with very dear friends and co-workers, Alvaro and Dora. They're closing in on the end of the training cycle down there. Diane Haug to come next spring, and then certification in the fall. Alvaro and Dora are planning to keep going -- make a running training there for a long time. Awesome.
Lots of good buzz all over about Stan and Christina's new book. What a timely release! Can't wait to see where this…Continue
In gratitude to my dear friend Marianne Wobke, and to all my aboriginal friends and teachers, I would like to acknowledge all the ancestors and original custodians of every sacred spot, every inch of Planet Earth. And to humbly ask that all the work we do on ourselves and with others through Holotropic Breathwork and through all other ways, be not only for our own good but also for all Beings and for this Earth as well.
I feel as though I ought to try invoking…Continue
Hey, everybody! In a few hours I'm off to Australia for my annual month trip there with wonderful people, penguins in Tasmania, and retreat at Uluru. Torn from my big screen TV and my son Bryn, my fellow rabid World Cup companion -- now that it's just getting interesting! I had big plans to write the Sacred Isles portion of my homage to world HB training adventures, but, oh well, football insanity overtook me as it does every four years, and that, as they say, was that.
So, now I want to complete this homage to the Spanish training. I promised a while back to bring a kind of closure, a counter-point to my tale of fire that inaugurated our training in this rich and lovely place. And this one takes place in the second of the two seaside hotels we work in -- the one perched precariously close to the edge of a high rocky cliff overlooking a craggy wave-crashed coast. We began a six-day there, a morning of bright sunshine that by afternoon…Continue
There's an image that I keep seeing -- a little thing from one of the modules in Spain. I keep seeing it, so I'll share it -- maybe learn something about why it keeps coming up. And maybe some one of you out there can help me.
It's a very windy morning -- white caps on the dark waters -- the waters to my color-blind, or color-weird sight, almost a deep red purple, my favorite color. A wispy evergreen with a kind of pointed top whips in the wind outside my window, dark silhouette…
The wine dark sea -- Homer was dead-on -- the Mediterranean: waters a color out of myth and legend. Except for this morning, from my hotel room overlooking the sea and a sunrise whose radiance is impossible to describe. Now it's a white-hot, molten swirl, like quicksilver in a gigantic alchemist chalice -- a place where spirit and matter meet in glare of light so bright and roiling it must be the birth place of creation. I'm almost on my way to group, to a round room that juts from a…Continue
There's this whole genre of movies -- everything from utter foolishness, to horror, to romance, action, or family drama -- called Road Trip. A motley crew gets in the car, or some even stranger mode of conveyance, hits the road, and has all these adventures, or misadventures. A perfect metaphor for just plain old life. Just Plain Old Life -- now there's a metaphor! One time, in the mid-nineties, Ken Sloan and Diane Haug and myself, and a few other brave souls, were in Russia doing a gig. And…Continue
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I'm chained to my desk, among hundreds of CD's that Cary has excavated from the garage -- a treasure trove of decades of music from Stan and Christina and other sources -- getting rare gems onto my computer. And still thinking about this Being/Becoming issue. We're now on the "Becoming" part, which has enormous relevance for us hard-headed folk out here doing the Dance who aren't yet firmly established in the Now. It's also particularly important, as we consider…
My previous blog -- the part about me getting ready to write another book -- got me thinking about some of the topics that have been up for me these past many years. Ones that excite me -- float my boat, as I am wont to say -- ones that seem real relevant to me, and are what I consider fruits of the Holotropic perspective. And one of these is about the two complementary dynamics discussed and written about so eloquently in mystical and philosophical traditions across the world spectrum:…Continue
Just a quick check-in, from the road. I'm in the Atlanta airport -- bit of a wait -- after my week with my oldest son and two grandsons. The subject is life on this earth: doing what we can, and being blessed by all kinds of wonderful experiences -- like a chance to make conscious and heal old times, using one of the most incredible allies we could ever have: the Holotropic perspective. So, forgive my wonderings. I feel so grateful for my life in this moment, and I…Continue
I'm in Georgia this weekend, visiting with my oldest son, Ason, and my two grandsons, Dallin and Kellin. I'm happy. Just wanted to pick up where we left off last week -- about translating perinatal language -- and share a bit about some work we have been doing in Australia, and will also soon be doing in the US.
For the past two years, and again later this year, we have been presenting one-day workshops in different cities -- either something along the…Continue
Over the years many of us have discussed the implications of modifying Holotropic terminology to meet the needs of special populations. So I'd like to share a little about this issue. At certification last October, the group was digging in for the traditional marathon perinatal show. Only of course now the format is a tad different. Since nobody can recreate Stan's original eight to twelve hour -- or as was the case in the very first certifications, sometimes sixteen…Continue