A seasonal practice of rewilding, mourning and emergence, where grief, kinship and wonder tangle and untangle.
The Art of Unravelling is not primarily about unravelling. It is about what becomes visible when you do.
A role, a certainty, a way of holding things together: most of what pulls apart in a life does not get witnessed while it is happening. It gets managed, or numbed, or rushed past. This is a practice for staying with it long enough to see what it is actually made of.
If something above is already familiar to you, there are two ways in.