being eroded into our rightful bodies / Vocation begins with apprenticeship to place / the landscape is a craft shop //

“Each Monday morning, fellows gather for SEED SOURCING: a shared "storytelling" practice. In the fictional, parallel plane of this story-space, the familiar social and physical laws are suspended. Each fellow is invited to speak from the most direct contact with their inner world - offering story, vision, image, or language that arises from the deeper current beneath surface experience. The practice is oriented toward the sourcing of the seed: that initial pulse of freedom, imagination, desire and possibility from which creation emerges.”

1// Landscapes become intimate in the face of another presence.

Landscapes are embodied on their own but become inbodied when integrated by another presence.
Human presence is meant to partner with the landscape, for it to be eroded into its rightful body.

Landscape is the most ancient presence, the most ancient knowledge. Though could it be - that it needs human presence to vessel it and bring what it contains forth into the world?

Are we drawn to a landscape, or are we called by it?
Do we recognize a landscape as a reflection of our own interior landscape, or is the soul programmed to set us up with the landscape that gives us access to our Daimon?

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2 // Vocation begins with apprenticeship to place.

To discover your vocation, you must apprentice yourself to the landscape that has claimed you.

The path of vocation runs through the landscape that is made of the same material as you.

Your calling grows stronger when you submit to a partnership with the landscape that can shape you.

To find your vocation, you must enter into dialogue with the landscape that understands your inner life.

We are looking for the landscape that inhabits you.
The one you dream about.
The one that speaks to your imagination so vividly
that you can imagine several lives lived there.
The one you set as a screensaver on your computer.
The one that is the setting of your favorite movies.
The one that becomes the backdrop for your favorite stories.
The one that seems to recognize you.
The one you return to when you need to remember yourself.

This isn't necessarily the landscape you've always known as home. It is the landscape that is calling you home.

The one the soul knows it must lead us to -
where we can be molded into who we are meant to become,
and learn how to use the tools we’ve been given.

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3 // The landscape that calls you is a craft shop, a studio.

At first, it might appear empty and abandoned,
but it is not. It provides exactly the equipment you need, and there is a master.

You might have no idea what brought you there
You are just curious. You feel a longing.
You explore, you wander.
You can’t really tell what is happening, but
the landscape grows on you - you want to be there.
There is something about the way it makes you feel.
You keep returning
because of the way it makes you feel;
you want to keep feeling it,
feel more of it.

One day, you arrive, and at the exact same spot
where you have now passed many times,
there stands a workbench.
You walk up to it and find a letter there,
saying:

You can lay your tools down.
There are shelves, and holders, hooks and drawers
a toolbox - a place for everything.
Every time you visit, bring them and lay them all out.
Organize them in the right place,
and when you’re done, I’ll teach you how to use them.