Every now and again I go and see a wonderful osteopath, Avni. Last week was one such time – my back had been a bit clicky – and amidst massaging, adjustments and gentle probing she talked to me a bit about the importance of paying attention.
Where was I when you formed the earth?
Where was I indeed.
Hovering form, almighty strength
Majestic creation and concoction
Forming of all the known
The felt, the seen.
Where was I when birds first flew
And embers sparked. Continue reading
A morning new, turned over again
Mist hanging as still as breath
Waves marching in parallels
To break on ancient rocks rugged
Movement as slow as the evening
Awakening, sighing towards the shore Continue reading
I wrote a post for the Woo blog about the impact and opportunity of the sharing economy for eCommerce, inspired largely by my experience of borrowing Brigitte through Borrow my doggy in London:
“Towards the end of last year I happened upon a massive traffic jam caused by cab drivers who’d climbed out of their vehicles to gridlock central London protesting Uber. Similar protests took place in France and mostly recently in Indonesia. Why the fuss?
Disruption by the sharing economy.
You can rue the day someone bumps you out of the market with their great idea, but you can’t stop them by simply shaking a fist.
A shift in societal values and advances in technology birthed this new way of doing business, and it’s shaking up established practices. The teenage tech wizards with their laptops and bright ideas are coming, and no one can afford to sit back and smile derisively.”
Read the full article.
We’re in Whistler for Automatic’s grand meetup and it has been great. The past 24 hours have been particularly active…
Yesterday started with a gentle yoga class, about ten of us greeting the morning and snow-capped mountains with some downwards dogs and creaking knees. This oiled me up well for the next activity – which was pretty much rock climbing!
The Via Ferrata was one of the activities we could sign up for, and boy am I glad I did. We took the gondola up towards Whistler peak, walked to the base and then clipped onto cables as we scaled the rock face. It was a slightly scary but exhilarating hour’s climb – and it snowed while we were on our way up! Continue reading
Today I took a train to Pisa. It was raining hard in Florence and from the looks of things it might be a little drier in the region of the leaning tower.
Installed in good time in a window seat, snacks at the ready, off we rolled with a long tunnel making way for country scenes. Hay bales in green fields, cement bridges, yellow fields with yellow brick Tuscan houses, silver streaks reflecting skies above and trees like sentries along hilly rises. Continue reading