So today, at the end of my MSc and back into the business world… where what I’ve learnt may be useful… but until I learn greater agency, doesn’t stand a chance.
I wanted to cry this morning. And being a woman I thought – hell – I should cry. Women do! It’s what we need!
When I woke up this morning I had a thought – and one I’m going to hold myself to….I’m going to write a book – no two books – no three books! OK – well at least one!
The first idea is catching edges – capturing that space between things…between you and me, say, or between business and art or between male and female (that edge should be fun!!). I’m going to photograph, interview, draw and write all about that ‘third’ place – the ecosystem that occurs at the boundary – the touchpoint of two other ecosystems. According to Permaculture it’s a fertile, diverse spot!
It’s a place that hurts actually – but then it is also surprising and energetic.
I’ll want your thoughts too.
And…what about the people who live right in that boundary – the refugees on the edge of Europe say? And then…what about the moment between life and death, night and day – the crack between the worlds (Castaneda)?
It’s rich, rich, rich!
The second will be a little book all about failure and the wonderfulness of it. I even wrote a poem about it this morning:
How creative is failure?
It frees me from your rules
and brings me into mine.
It brings me into edges
Mine, yours, theirs
And edges are powerful things!
It frees me from having to succeed
It freshens me up…
It makes me start afresh
It frees me from the rule book
Failure lets me be me
And…..the third book is a children’s book – but I’ll keep that one under my hat!