Boundary-Crossing: Using Tradition to Support Change

Written by Ingrid Richter

Here in the countryside of Southeastern Ontario, boundaries between properties are defined in various ways. We see lots of barbed wire fences, some ditches, lines of trees, and less frequently, zigzags of old split rail fences built over a hundred years ago. Even where there are no fences, people are aware of where their property lines are, physically, and legally. When we take a leisurely walk and cross from one property to another, we take care not to tramp through someone’s alfalfa or hayfield. We cross the boundaries, but respect them.


welcome to the edge

Written by Ingrid Richter

The best questions and insights are available from the edges of our experience. Our

perceptions depend on shadows and light. Our insights and impressions are composed of shadows and light. This space is intended as a place to share and explore what we see in our work, and the dynamics of the shadow and light we experience there. This is a small invocation:

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old

may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong…




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