Earth Pathways Showcase

We are the activists, the artists, the air and the animals; the community builders, the doulas, the healers, the herbalists, and the plants; the poets, the storytellers, the makers, the mavericks, the musicians and the music. We choose possibilities, not parameters. We are the uncivilized.

We, the uncivilized, refuse to participate in a culture based on the desecration of land, life and people.

We, the uncivilized, believe in community, collaboration and the inter-connectedness of all life.

We, the uncivilized, believe it's time to challenge the stories that imprison us; the stories that uphold the self-destructive system we call Western Civilization.

We, the uncivilized, are claiming the right to write our own story. We are digging up the stories of our soil; we seek stories to inspire, we seek stories to unite, we seek stories to rouse the heart, and activate the soul.

Beyond the boundary, life becomes limitless…

www.wetheuncivilized.org

An Uncivilized Manifesto © Lily Rose and Pete Sequoia

We are a community of people who live on the edge. The edge we inhabit sits on a flood plain next to a river; home is a car park, a series of warehouses, art studios and workshops on a dilapidated industrial estate in Sussex. Our community is not of one religion, or ideology; nor are we of one definable social group (although it seems we agree on many of life’s finer points, especially the power of love). If I’m being honest, we’re a community of people who find it challenging to be part of the mainstream, to fit in. We refuse to subjugate ourselves to a set of ideas and beliefs that we know don’t serve our higher being, or this thing called love. We’re a community, consciously living in a space of uncertainty and unknowing. Deeply honouring each other’s gifts, we live with the possibility of impossibility, and with it, a belief in magic.

It seems odd to say that I believe in magic. Until recently I’d never thought it to be something real, something of the world in which we live. My understanding now is that magic is something that only happens when we let go. It’s the point when we no longer see an event as chance, but instead as a moment intimately connected to other aspects of our life. Magic, I’m learning, happens when we start to become aware of our interconnectedness and ultimately the fantastical nature of reality and our home, this beautiful planet called Earth.

Magic © Pete Sequoia