What a joy to spend yesterday guiding two groups of teenagers in Intentional Creativity sessions.
Our theme was ‘Belonging,’ and we did a painting process to transform old stories about belonging (or not belonging, to be more precise).
Such fun to paint with the mind of a child, the heart of a child and in the style of a child, not thinking about the outcome of the painting but revelling in the process, rewiring old stories in the brain that probably started forming sometime in childhood.
One of my favourite parts was when the group thanked me by reading me poetry. This was one of the poems:
"For Belonging” by John O'Donohue
May you listen to your longing to be free.
May the frames of your belonging be generous enough for your dreams.
May you arise each day with a voice of blessing whispering in your heart
May you find a harmony between your soul and your life.
May the sanctuary of your soul never become haunted.
May you know the eternal longing that lives at the heart of time.
May there be kindness in your gaze when you look within.
May you never place walls between the light and yourself.
May you allow the wild beauty of the invisible world to gather you, mind you, and embrace you in belonging.
