‘The end', we say when something feels like it has run its course, as if we’d put a little dam around a moment, hermetically sealed in space and time, an artefact to be displayed, considered from afar, we knew once that endings are beginnings that birth and death are not two delineated points, but are the process by which potential manifests out of itself each moment, that without the last moment’s dying there could not be this one or this to take its place and so none of us can say what our next moments bear.
All we know is that each moment is the seed through which the next breaks through, so our work is just to plant the seeds,and water them, with no end, just this endless breaking open, till there is nothing left to break only this opening which is love itself, personal growth, change and unforeseen possibilities...
eHowtwo 2026
