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Source your village
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I've been trying to source my village for the last 10 years. Sometimes have been more successful than others. Becoming a parent presented the next set of major challenges in sourcing my village. If you're reading this... You are most likely carrying seeds of a Regenerative Village within you. Yet, your seeds need fertile soil to sprout and grow. — Context is to humans what soil is for plants. Your seeds are just waiting for the right context to grow. Nobody can set the context for you. Actually, they can. And they do. When you allow them to. But, the good news is... You can start setting the context here and now. And nobody can stop you from setting the context you want. Context is your soil. What's in your soil that is preventing your seeds from growing? What does your solid need to be fertile for growing regenerative cultures? What scares you about being a fertile soil for regenerative cultures? This is where my quest is at. Thanks for reading. Love, Jorge P.S.2: Want to work with me on 1:1? P.S.3: Expand the Box Training is coming to Vancouver, Canada this summer! |
Jorge Pedret
I'm a Gameworld Builder who resiliently explores the edges of culture, parenting, relationships, and personal development. Receive my news, updates and events directly in your inbox.
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