Alexandra David-Néel: The Courage to Cross Thresholds Dear Friends, Some journeys carry us across mountains and borders. Others carry us into the depths of ourselves. Alexandra David-Néel, born in Paris in 1868, raised on philosophy, art, and restless curiosity, walked both paths with equal devotion. When I think of her, I picture a woman standing…
Jeanne Baret: The Courage to Disguise and Discover
Jeanne Baret: The Courage to Disguise and Discover Dear Friends, Every great journey asks something of us. Sometimes courage, sometimes patience, sometimes a willingness to step across boundaries that were never meant to contain us. When I think of Jeanne Baret, born in 1740 in rural Burgundy, I think of a woman who stepped across…
New Journeys Await Us: Lessons from Ida Pfeiffer
Dear Friends, Every new year feels like standing at a harbour, the horizon stretching out before us. We hold our hopes like packed bags, unsure what storms or sunshine await. It is at such a threshold that I think of Ida Pfeiffer, born in Vienna in 1797, who chose to step boldly into the unknown….
Adventurous Spirits – Women Who Carried Us Across the World
Adventurous Spirits – Women Who Carried Us Across the World Dear Friends, There was a time when letters carried more than words. They carried presence, a voice across distance, a heartbeat pressed between paper and ink. In writing, we reached for one another, trusting that somewhere, someone would open our words and feel less alone….
Lifelong Learning and the Practice of Active Wisdom
Lifelong Learning and the Practice of Active Wisdom I often describe myself as a lifelong learner, and I do so without ambition or performance. I am not chasing mastery, credentials, or novelty for its own sake. What I am practicing, deliberately and with care, is a way of staying mentally alive. Lifelong learning is often…
A Christmas Reflection: A Letter from Jane
On this Christmas Eve, I imagine Jane Austen writing to us — her words carried across centuries, as lively and tender as the letters she once sent to her sister Cassandra. She would not write in solemn tones, but with affection, humour, and gentle wisdom. And so, in her spirit, I hear a letter like…
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