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bungee jumping is okay for some people but believing in bungee jumping demands a level of commitment I, most adamantly, refuse to make!
    Believing in something always demands a leap of faith!
    I may or may not believe that Wisdomkeepers exist and potentially exercise a powerful influence upon my life and choices. That’s a far cry from believing in Wisdomkeepers, which demands that I invest energy and commitment and obedience so that my Soul might lead me to engage those internalized Wisdomkeepers. It is in an imaginative reaching out to the Wisdomkeepers in my life, engaging in a conversation with someone I could not see, and risking my neck in trusting their wisdom that makes those Wisdomkeepers real and vital.
    Looking back over the years and all the deluges of well intentioned advice that must have come my way, I can hardly recall much that set a direction or changed my life. Only in rare instances do creeds and statements of faith or well intentioned advice have any impact on our lives. People who are accustomed to marinating themselves in their negative self-talk, and as a consequence live wretched lives, are frequently purveyors of whatever self-help books they can lay their hands on, usually read with little, if any, lasting impact.
    Similarly, hours of earnest encouragement and heartfelt support from friends and family generally affects no behavioural change whatsoever. All of this effort has been in pursuit of a series of statements which begin with I believe that .
    I believe that you would be much happier if only you would… I believe that if you would apply yourself . . . I believe that your friends . . . I believe that. . .that. . . that
    The only thing that our great advice does is prop open the cage door.
    However, let such a person grasp a moment in their history when someone came and reached deep inside; let such a person search out, and then live with, and nurture one of their Wisdomkeepers, and summoning all their courage, trust that encounter, so that the wisdom that now claims them might be translated into new behaviours.
    New possibilities now begin to peep through the walls of despair, for now we risk something of value because we believe in . . .
    And we’ve just stepped away from the cage!

    Hidden deep within each of us there is a place, a space, a land, a territory, call it what you will, for no terms are adequate, although Ross Snyder’s inscape works better than most. This inscape is one of the places where a conversation with the Soul happens quite spontaneously! Some folk gravitate quite naturally to this inner world and find that keeping company with themselves to be energizing and creative; others discover the journey through the silent places uncomfortable, particularly when the experience results in feelings of anxiety.
    Most children spend a significant amount of time here.
    No other person can venture here unless we give them permission and even then they are dependent upon us for guidance in order to enter into our experience.
    This inscape is a place of memory but it is more than history. It is a place of silence but if you listen carefully you will hear music and laughter, conversations and whispers, occasionally a scream of rage and sometimes the quiet sobbing of someone in pain.
    It is a place to which we withdraw when there is nowhere else to go. It is also where we go when we sense the hour for a new beginning is at hand.
    Time cannot be measured here for the land extends far beyond out birth, beyond our parent’s birth all the way back to where time is swallowed-up in the mists of ancient history; and forwards to where what is yet to unfold is a zealously guarded secret. Horizons yet to be explored patiently await discovery.
    This is the place where artists have seen their paintings before paint was set to canvass; composers have listened to their music before a note was played; architects have watched the building rise before a single drawing was made.
    The erotic comes from