Tribute n˚197

the truth changes color depending on the light it’s under,

the quality of our growth depends on the quality of the questions we ask,

creativity has a way of flowing even in the most hidden places,

there is creative genius wrapped in our shame, that is unable to be integrated socially:

stay there. ask what’s to learn. re-member, you’re the visitor, sadness and despair are always here for us to tap into.

what if there’s no “fixing” to our greatest pains? maybe over time, we can hope to make them solid companions, ones that do not take over, but offer guidance, when being asked.

problem=equation is a cheap equation of systems of supremacy.

our pains are asking to be heard, to be seen, just like us, in all our complexities.

in my work, i constantly remind clients they don’t need fixing. they need reconciling.

we’re slowly realising that a world based on transactionality is not worth living for. that worth is not worth living for. relationality is essential however: it’s not worth making, it’s meaning making.

our deepest pains are craving for relationality, too. reconciling with them through ceremony, that’s sometimes all we can do.

you’re precious,

elia