I woke up with such a deep reconciliation regarding the sower.
I am looking for Millet. I am looking for Van Gogh. I am also looking for the forest. And I am looking for Fukuoka’s One Straw Revolution.
Essays cannot reconcile; poetry can.
Even in the re-formulation of something that is new, or perhaps, especially, something authentic, we must – confront -, our past.
Our past is our lessons. Our future, is also going to be our lessons, for others. Because, it is already beyond us.
The contemporaneous time is the now. What are we going to do about the now?
What can cohere? Unity, I am finding out, is not about bringing everyone onto the same page. But maybe we can offer everyone something of the same thinking, a formulation, of coherence.
Something that doesn’t break. Something that doesn’t fracture. Something that isn’t brittle. Because the things that break are hard.
But humans cannot become hard. If we do, we would only break.
If we break, we would no longer be able to sustain.
The harmony of coherence.
What is that which can hold the aparts, the distances, the seeming irreconciliables?
That which broke it is perhaps also that which mends it.
The passion of the shroud of the self. It can only truly be fuel for re-ignition, if we are truly willing to dissolve its prior significance.
Of blindings and bindings.
I love the London of 2022. It has the space, the density, the juxtaposition. In that, I found my freedom.
I love that is doesn’t intrude. It doesn’t impose. Yet, it stands.
Something like that would be lovely.
The Kind Grower is perhaps birthed in London 2022.
Along the River Thames, across London Bridge, amongst friends, at South Kensington, looking outside the window of Cheval.
A simple frame.
Matisse’s open window, beckons.
It doesn’t matter how the homecoming enters your heart.
The ideation of reconciliations between agrarian and industrial, and perhaps more pertinently, capital too, is no longer one that can be distanced, and examined from a distance, nor be made to stand apart, from one another.
Those are dialogues of the past.
The livingness of the future would need the synthesis. A true bonding. A true wanting, a true desire. A true commitment. A real determination of pragmatic deliveries that feed and nourish 10billion, health & flourishing, by 2030.
The planetary boundaries of tomorrow are already here. That’s the hard place.
What is the rock?
The nature of quantum is a mystery – that’s the fun of it. It is still yet to be discovered.
I am looking perhaps not for that grain of grace, because that can only come as a gift.
I am looking perhaps for you.
I am looking perhaps for that truth.
That we can make good, of things.
New, old, yet to be. Already is.
The Kind Grower is about choice.
That seed. That says you are my friend.
That seed that signifies it.
Always.
It is invisible.
Until you realise it.
That’s what the logo of The Kind Grower signifies.
It speaks of you; of us, coming together to live the discovery – the openness of #GrowingGreenGiftingLife.
It speaks of hope.
It speaks of our coherence living in freedom.
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Peng-Ean Khoo
Published October 2022
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