Is my soul asleep?
Have those beehives that labor
at night stopped? And the water-
wheel of thought,
is it dry, the cups empty,
wheeling, carrying only shadows?
No, my soul is not asleep,
It is awake, wide awake.
It neither sleeps nor dreams, but watches,
its clear eyes open,
far-off things, and listens
at the shores of the great silence.
Hello dear apprentices to Grief, Love, Death and reBirth.
As well as the ceremonies and collective apprentices I offer throughout the year I also long to offer one~on~one soulful mentoring and grief composting counselling sessions in the SOULand Way
The SOULand Way means that the primary relationships are with our living world. My work will care for the repairing of your relationships with Anima Mundi, the Soul of the World. I will invite you to enter and weave conversations with Grief, Love, Death and Rebirthing as the backbone of being in this precious Life.
I also hold a Person Centered Counselling Diploma, an Art Therapy Certificate and a MA from Schumacher College.
Azul Valerie Thome possesses an extraordinary ability to give voice to those pieces of soul that have been marginalized in our modern frenzied culture. Her counsel is a form of re-membering where we recall what we instinctively know, but have forgotten. She helps reknit our lives back into the ongoing conversation with the green world, with air and water, light and color.
Insightful, intuitive and deeply sensitive to the connective tissue that binds soul and world, Azul’s One2One offerings invite us back into an intimacy with the surrounding and enveloping earth. Listen and find yourself entering a larger, more animate world.
"This is the first, wildest and wisest thing I know, that the soul exists, and that it is built entirely out of attentiveness”
- Mary Oliver -
'Were it possible for us to see further than our knowledge reaches, and yet a little way beyond the outwork of our divining, perhaps we would endure our sadnesses with greater confidence than our joys.
For they are the moments when something new has entered into us, something unknown; our feelings grow mute in shy perplexity, everything in us withdraws, a stillness comes, and the new, which no one knows, stands in the midst of it and is silent.'
Rainer Maria Rilke, August 1904 ~ Letters to a Young Poet