I remember spelling it out on my notebook in capital letters.
“I’d love to be part of this community…”, she said, “together with other people who also know what regeneration means”.
I nodded quietly, whilst I scribbled down the word.
“Wasn’t this something I had learned about in high-school biology?”, I thought to myself, somewhat confused.
I had just held an online event called ‘The New Changemaker’ where I had invited people to join my then brand-new programme – Roots 4 Change – a self-leadership journey based on the wisdom and folklore of trees, which in turn had been born from the container EarthHeart. It was early autumn 2021 and had not yet properly come across the Regenerative Movement.
Yet, here I was, together with this wise woman, who was an important part of it and who seemed to think that what we had just spoken about in the freshly-held event and what she had read in the Wish Tree blogs and social media, were to do with this thing called regenerative consciousness:
- The paradigm shift from ‘power-over’ to ‘power-with’
- From co-dependent, colonial, extractive, individualistic and narcissistic to interdependent, reciprocal, humble, communal
- From disembodied wounded masculine and feminine qualities to mature, grounded, present, embodied
- From a destructive, rushing, competing, pushing, proving, pleasing, rescuing, perfecting way of being and doing life to one that affirms it
- From the separation in all directions to healing and wholeness
- Listening to Nature’s wisdom and remembering that we are Nature and of the Earth
- From searching for answers on the outside, to creating a life and service from the inside-out
- Our new paradigm for life on Earth to be a combination of remembrance and innovation, head and heart, logic and intuition
And so on.
I felt perplexed. And at the same time I realised why.
In 2015 I had stepped away completely from conventional public life.
10 years of changemaking consultancy in the cross-section of access, learning, DE&I, Arts&Culture, organisational development and public education, followed by a series of stark personal losses, had set me on a radically different path of service.
A path that had led me to let go of anything related to a ‘career’ in any traditional sense.
Essentially I went to the woods, and had stayed there for 7 whole years.
In the woods I surrendered to the deep personal and spiritual healing journey that life invited me on. Along the way, I experienced many things that were incredible, yet mystical and unexplainable.
I embraced my yin/moon leadership. My intuition became strong.
Little by little, I removed old stubborn armour and built a large online heart-led community of wellbeing facilitators, changemakers, artists, healers & other powerful misfits.
I live-streamed sessions on everything from cultivating the courage to share our unique gifts and medicine with the world, to the nature of resilience, moon rituals, the link between racism and the climate emergency, to core aspects of conscious (awake to serving the whole) entrepreneurship.
In 4 years I birthed 5 online self-leadership programmes for space-holders, wellbeing start-ups, creatives and changemaker entrepreneurs, focusing on supporting the inner and outer journeys of creating and launching their heart-led businesses: from getting clear on values, life purpose and unique serving proposition, to creating signature transformational workshops, to learning how to share vulnerably from the heart in their communications, to saying yes to receiving life’s abundance more fully.
In external terms I was successful. I had grown my company Wish Tree twice from zero to 6 figures within 18 months. (Once as a consultant, once from the woods).
But none of that mattered to me.
What mattered to me were the ripples of wholeness created by the community members, going out into the world and sharing their magic.
The corporate world of achieving and competing, and the world of LinkedIn, were a million miles away.
And here I was.
I smiled and thanked my friend.
I typed in REGENERATION in my search engine.
My eyes widened.
My whole body became warm.
I danced and I cried.
I was home.
Home to a home I didn’t know existed.