Having soaked into the landscape of this intentional community along with the floodwaters a month ago, some of the deeper levels of knowledge and wisdom embedded in place have started to shimmer in the morning dawn and catch my attention
I knew there was a strong foundation of Steiner school lineage and Biodynamics here, though only knew it by names, not the weight that they carry, and assumed it would all show up in the Story of Place work
Like Alice on the edge of the precipice… I now gaze into this enticing void in the rabbit-encrusted fields of Shepherd’s Ground, tucked gently in a pocket of this three-river region, this Quiet River Cradle
What hooked me was the Antipodean Astro Calendar that Brian Keats created (one of the SG residents)
I’m not even at comprehension level yet, and will need much guidance, but know genius when I see it. I’m back questioning not only how I have not heard of all this before, but reminded once again how little I know of anything
With patchy internet here at the moment, yesterday saw me give up on the property development work through a vibrant display of creative speech of frustration that even I have not heard spoken, then me grabbing some hand tools to join the ducks and geese in the garden, cutting back some grass for the next planting stage
While planning some new pond and swale design, the weight of the stacked lineages of biodynamics, permaculture, and regenerative development hit me like an unburnt-out shooting star…
Living system property design from the ground up informed through pattern observation- Permaculture & Biodynamics, nested as a nodal point of intervention in the living being of place- Regen Dev, in harmony with the longer, wider living patterns of the cosmos- Biodynamics
Taking the jargon and fragmentation out… think of looking through a pair of glasses where one lens lets you see how to design a beautifully nourishing living ecosystem as your home, while the other helps you see how to design it to contribute to the evolution of the wider region you are in… the perfect 1-2 for all you boxing fans…
Imagine a bioregion full of towns and cities based on conscious civilisation design, acting like a sea of bats in a cave waking at dusk, ready to nourish themselves and echo-calling to each other in unison to create a cacophony of harmonic melody, so deafening, the hills themselves quiver with the setting of each new sun
A multifaceted neural network of human settlements… all beautifully unique, all commons-conscious autonomous, all collaboratively attuned to the beating heart of place in the living moment
Imagine a species of this Earth-ship who embraced their potential as the walkers and witnesses of the dynamic tension of reality… this great cosmic drama of shadow puppets and void, the ego and the Id, the identity and the awareness, the implicate and explicate order, the yin and the yang and the 10,000 things…
In a world living in wonder, what hope does the grinding gears of modernity’s materialised and institutionalised fear have in polluting that which is sacred?
I guess it’s down to what we hold as sacred…
The illusion of the dollar?
The illusion of safety and security from assets that you never really own, for one’s old age?
…or the flourishing evolution of this collective living witness to the great fireworks show of the universe?
What a strange question to even have to ask…
…anyway
For what seems better than worse…
I’m awake again…
and maybe for the first time in this way… whatever this is…
Though it’s starting to smell a lot like detached, yet attuned, wholeness… whatever that means
(And yes, this actually happened…)
Fun fact … Walter Burley Griffin became an anthroposophist (after designing Canberra).
It's only when I learned 30 years ago that a teaspoom of soil has more living organisms than there are people on earth and when I started using that moon planting calendar, that I realised how small I am in the scheme of things.