Bringing in the kit. Start of a great team time day in the #woods for the lovely @ribot crew. #teambuilding #wildtime
Full moon night walking on the cliffs of the south coast. Seaford twinkles in the distance. @natureschildling leads the way. #stillness #peacefulmind #senses #breeze
I wasn't going to do anything for Black Friday this year.
Last year, inspired by US outdoor retailer REI's #Optoutside campaign, we organised a walkshop in Stanmer Park. This year I'd been feeling tired and stressed, and it felt too much to organise something else, for another week or two at least.
But all week I noticed I'd been feeling a weird anxiety as Black Friday approached. A need to just buy something. A fear of missing out on a bargain.
Then I read this article by George Monbiot about how our relentless consumption is trashing the planet. It was a reminder that we need to break a cycle of relentless growth, fuelled by shopping, and I felt we had to do something to escape the Shopocalypse.
As the big retailers tried to pressure us into buying more things you probably don’t need - this year shoppers were predicted to spend more than £2.5bn - I scheduled a last minute Black Friday Optoutside walk again, and went to the woods with a bunch of like-minded folk instead.
We walked in silence through my favourite glade of Sycamore trees, shared shopping confessions amongst the fallen autumn leaves, and did a sit spot by the big beeches in Millbank Wood.
On the way back we found the site of an ancient stone circle, now long gone, marked on this old map of Stanmer Park.
Afterwards we sat chatting and drinking tea by the fire, inside the big house.
It was a calming and invigorating afternoon spent with some genuinely lovely people.
A real Black Friday experience to remember.
Want to join the campfire conversation?
After all your comments and a rescheduled session, four vegan protestors arrived uninvited and disrupted our infamous rabbit class. It didn’t get ugly but it was unpleasant and upsetting, to say the least. We tried quietly carrying on with what we were doing, but after relentless pressure, we gave up and stopped the class.
It was a shame and raises lots of questions, including how to combine passion with respect for people with contrary views, but rather than try and run the class again, it's got me thinking about doing something different.
I’ve come up with the idea of a facilitated and mindful discussion around a fire, on the subject of "is it better to eat meat consciously, or not at all?" We'll be inviting the people who came to the class, along with some (different) vegans, speakers and guests, to connect people and try and find a way forward.
We’re calling it Campfire Collaborations.
We don’t have a date yet, but places are limited so if you’re interested and would like to join the conversation, register your interest here.
Escaping the shopapocalypse and finding stillness in nature, on our Black Friday walkshop in Stanmer Park.
pic thanks to Clive Andrews
Vicky and Hannah getting ready to take us into a cold November sea for embodied wild sea swimming, to build resilience for life through the experience, and making meaning from going into the sea.
Surfing the Unpredictable was our fringe event at Meaning Conference.
Sunny morning by the fire with Rosie Linford, sharpening our knives. Getting them ready for our next #whittling and #mindfulness class.
Yesterday we were shut down by vegan protestors.
After all the debate online, and the rescheduling, four rather angry, intimidating, and determined fundamentalists, arrived uninvited, and disrupted our by now infamous rabbit class.
It didn’t get ugly but it was unpleasant and upsetting, to say the least.
We tried talking to them, to explain what we were doing and why. They weren’t interested. We tried asking them to leave. They just said, “make us.”
We tried quietly carrying on with what we were doing. But it was impossible to hear each other above all the shouts and aggressive chanting, let alone have a conscious exploration of what it means to eat meat.
We all felt pretty powerless in the face of this onslaught. I know I did.
After about an hour of relentless pressure, we gave up and stopped the class. And the rabbits stayed in the box.
View from the back of a #quadbike. Checking out an exciting new venue for next year. #wildtime #pillionrider
"Interesting and informative, learned new skills, lovely group"
Sensing the Land is a nature-connected woodland and downland 'walkshop', We explore the inner and outer landscapes of the South Downs.
A sense of autumn. Connecting with the Land around Wolstonbury Hill. #walkshop #wildtime #sensoryawareness
It was a gloriously sunny day in late September for our Fire Making Masterclass, led by Feathers.
The sea was calm at our Embodied Wild Swimming session in September. The next one is on the morning of Meaning conference in November!
from Daedalus Rising
At times we feel the need to go back
to plain things. To stones, earth,
grass, wind. To things we have known
a long time, to what we knew
when what filled the hours was dirt
and a few sticks, a pile of leaves
or some thin, white bones
from a long-dead bird.
The huge rock near the creek
was not too hard to lie on then
and the sun on bare skin felt warm.
We did not feel the press of time
as we do now. The world seemed firm
and real, and life was slow, and long, and good.
Rosie read this poem at the start of our Whittling and Mindfulness class. Is it about our ancestors, or is it about childhood? What do you think?
It was a gorgeously sunny September day for our Embodied Wild Swimming class. The sea was calm. We had welsh cakes round the fire after. Session leader Vicky says "We hope you continue to be curious about what you do and continue to sea swim. Long may the September sun shine."
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#unbleached #tshirt #logo.
There's nothing more enjoyable than sitting around a campfire and whittling away at a sycamore stick while noticing what's going on inside and out, and talking to new friends. It's calming and fun, and wooden butter knives are a great item to make.
Carving some time. A fab whittling and mindfulness session with Rosie Linford.
Nigel Berman is founder of School of the Wild, the experimental nature school.