by Bernadette Smart Nature seems to jar against the synthetic metal and plastic of technology, but as with all apparent polarities, there is another way of seeing things. Taking the route that both respects nature and positively utilises technology could unite two opposing forces, and harness this union for the greatest good of all. Technology, […]
Month: February 2018
Becoming Indigenous
Introducing the first of our Hedge School Podcasts. Four years ago, I started writing a book with a core idea in mind which offered itself up in the Introduction like this: In our own Western societies we are seeing more calls for a return to native wisdom, but we cannot live by the worldviews of […]
An interview with Andreas Kornevall
Andreas Kornevall grew up in South America, Sweden and Switzerland. He spent several years volunteering with charities around the world, after which he co-founded Working Abroad – a non-profit volunteering and travelling site. He now directs the Earth Restoration Service Charity, which aims to enhance ecological integrity by planting new woodlands around the world. And in […]
My post-heroic journey: Paul Powlesland
We are starting a series of interviews with those exploring “post-heroic” lives as described by Sharon Blackie as the eco-heroine’s or eco-hero’s journey. The first is Paul Powlesland, a 32-year-old barrister, boat community builder and tree protector, who has embarked on a non-conventional, non-linear life journey leading him to connect to the land and rivers […]
Winter is a time for connecting to roots
By Ancel Mitchell The rains have been here, washing everything down. The tops of the trees must be thoroughly clean by now, the branches rinsed of their squirrel scat, the trunks free of any dust they may have accumulated. The ground too is clean – in parts. I traipse through muddy shallows, my skirts soaked […]
Imbolc: Growing Time
by Joanna Gilar The snowdrops are here, and so, with a few hiccups in the flat muddy ground, are the purple fire crocuses. My eighteen-month-old son crouched down beside our boggy path yesterday, poked the pale shell of an incipient crocus and said, “Hello!” In his mind, perhaps, a multitude of small purple ones had […]