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Blessing

Today I woke up with a dream about my mother. (She passed away 13 years ago and visits me regularly from the other side.)

She had come to visit me and spent the night in my wooden house. I left her to sleep in as we had been talking till late at night. I had left early in the morning to go to work. When I returned I discovered that she had cleaned my kitchen and left a note. It said she was so happy to see I am thriving. Always devoted to becoming more whole, shining my light and love into the world.

I took this dream with me into my morning meditation. As I connected my being to all beings in the Universe, a great sense of calm and loving energy surrounded me.

What a blessing to be alive! And to be in this circle and share this sacredness with all…

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Unknown member

Sep 24

How beautiful, Annette. You're blessed to have these visits. Sending hugs and love. Liz

Pam Andrew

September 16, 2026

A springtime offering for the WellKeepers

I chose Sunday 13th September to tend the well as it was my Dad's birthday. I thought that this would be a fitting day to pause and reflect on the mysteries of life (and death) and give thanks for the many ways our shared time together shaped the woman I have become.

Then I forgot....that it was my day to tend the well...and instead spent the day working on a building project with my partner using his workbench, some of the tools he had left me and the skills he had imparted! I could have kept this oversight to myself...and/or hidden away a pile of guilt to be referenced in some future moment of unlovingness. Or I can simply make a different choice. One that had me choose today as a different day to honour my commitment to something that I hold dear.

May the writing that emerged from my…

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Unknown member

Sep 19

Posting for Barbara Cecil:

What caught my attention in your beautiful words, Pam, was the particular force at work in these particular times, born at least in part of the willingness to see the widespread devastation at hand for what it is. To bear witness, accepting the reality of the juncture in which we live. I note that the intensity of the situation sharpens my perception of what is being called out of me from the depths of the well...relative to what arises internally and what impacts me from the world I live in.

I am reaching for words that describe my experience of the strengthening clear flow from the spring, in proportion to the unspeakable debasement of this planet and her people that is also gaining purchase. I feel from you, Pam, a vitality and keenness of presence that is both clarified and fortified by your honesty and willingness to look.

An episode from my past comes to mind here. My brother, in his forties, was in the final stages of dying from brain cancer, and I was flying from Oregon to North Carolina to be with him. I was devastated. Coming to terms with the reality of Wesley’s imminent death had broken me time after time. Many months prior, I had scheduled a work engagement on my calendar that ended up landing en route to him. For some crazy reason I decided to actually do it. It was a facilitation job for a courageous man named Joe Jaworski, and 375 leaders from round the world in a three-day retreat focused on the inner path of leadership. I was shattered…and in the midst some kind of grace helped me do the most finely-tuned and life-affirming piece of work I had ever done, square in the flow from the wellspring.

This poem means a lot to me:

Although the wind

blows terribly here,

the moonlight also leaks

between the roof planks

of this ruined house.

—Izumi Shikibu

Blessed moonight.

Off now to make applesauce and pesto. With love, Barbara

Kaja Storeide

August 16, 2026

Well Keeping, Sunday August 16

To day I have been sensing into and contemplating the powerful effect small gifts of attention can have.

HAIKU

my garden is a flowerpot

flourishing

in the soil of care

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Unknown member

Aug 17

Dear Kaja - l love your musing on the powerful impact of our conscious attention….the most potent gift we have to offer and where we choose to place this attention truly matters. Your tending to all the small details is precious. 💕

Ágota Éva Ruzsa

July 13, 2026

Sunday farewell - Ervin Laszló

Yesterday we said farewell to Ervin Laszló, a philosopher, systems thinker and originally a pianist prodigy who left Hungary after 1956...Loved writing about his scientific understanding of the universe, his visions of Unity for the planet and humanity and most recently about cosmic oneness and the information field of the Akasha, etc. Ervin, a member of the Club of Rome, founded the Club of Budapest of which I happened to be - for a while - an active member, later an honorary member... Ervin was a deeply sensitive person with not much understanding of institutional structures and the finances, yet he has inspired millions at conferences, by his books (ca.100), etc. Definitely a forerunner of the dawning new world which we - so many of us - dedicate silence and/or action to its laboring. The beautiful convergence of his Hungarian roots, the enigmatic-systemic native language, his musical and scientific mi…

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