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Transition Training: the Trainer

In 2008 my friend Mandy Dean and I attended one of the first Transition Trainings in Totnes.

Aw, sorry, didn't get round to that!

At this time of the year, I always feel as if there are just not enough hours in the day to get round to doing all the things that need doing or should have been done yesterday.

There is a place set for you at our table, if you will choose to join us*

I was going to write about the beauty of local food, but after the first two posts this week, it feels like an answer to the vegan alternative is overdue and as I quite like a good argument, here goes:

We are always connected!

It is midsummer, late morning, sunny and warm. The bees are working the flowers, the cuckoo calls, the sheep baa and there is only the slightest of breezes.

Sleeping with the enemy

Let's make one thing clear: I really don't like supermarkets. They are soulless places, temples to the consumerist religion where the latest bogof offer is announced over the tannoy much like a priest sings his praises of his god's unlimited generosity to the faithful. BUT...

Awareness raising: Finding out more and wishing you knew less

Awareness raising (Ingredient #9) has definitely been my favourite part of the whole Transition Initiative experience. We ran some amazing events with inspiring speakers, challenging movies and great discussions.

Sharing a skilled future

This week sees the start of something new: all of us social reporters will be taking turns at editing the blog.

The Quickening

Soon, like every year around the middle of February, I will start feeling it: The Quickening. It's a growing sense of urgency, of expectancy and excitement.

How did I get here?

 It's still a bit of a mystery to me how I ended up being a part of this team of social reporters. I was looking to get a particular article published somewhere on the Transition Network website and then all of a sudden, boom, I'm here! I know I must have agreed somewhere at some point to certain things, but frankly, I didn't really know what I was bumbling into.

We belong to the land

Landownership is as old as humanity. From tribal territorial disputes, to nuclear holocaust, humans have fought over land and its resources for thousands of years. The conflicts range from the petty garden fence dispute to centuries long diaspora and more wars than I can count.

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