Friday, June 11, 2010

The KY's

Cindy, Rosa, Katja, Mark, Alexis, Nick, Brenda, Vicki, Kim and I all had two things in common, we all signed up for Hollyhock’s Karma Yogi program for the month of May and we were all in some transition in our lives. For one month we shared scrabble matches, tarot readings, stories, work assignments, meals, wine, hikes, books and blogs, photographs and desires.

Alexis and Nick were travelling together roaming the states and Canada gobbling up experiences in-between college obligations. Nick is working on his PhD in philosophy answering the question: Can Science be Emancipatory? Alexis’ organization called STEPS networks artists and activists who are using art to engage communities in public spaces. Rosa and Katja are sisters from Victoria also in-between semesters. Mark came from Edmonton on vacation from his IBM job. Cindy is a community organizer, grant writer and fundraiser who sought a little refuge from life in Calgary. Brenda also from Calgary is at crossroad in her spiritual and personal life. With a degree in Architecture, Vicki is looking for a good project to sink her teeth into and will now spend the rest of her summer building a cob structure; and Kim the artist is on the move looking to leave Toronto and settle in BC with her tools and talent.

In Hollyhock-speak we were known as the KY’s. We all signed up for the Karma Yogi program and committed to volunteer 32 hours a week working behind the scenes in various departments like the kitchen, housekeeping, gardening, maintenance, production, hosting, and special projects. I learned in a host of new skills like operating a commercial dishwasher and driving a golf cart. The work was always made light when you could share your work shift a fellow KY.

I ponder who will stick from this experience. Many people have come and gone from my life. Who stays and who sticks is yet to be revealed, but one thing is for certain, this team of people that I lived, worked, played and laughed with will NEVER be forgotten.

The KY Team

Tealcroft: Our residence

On the Ferry

Departing Cortes: the car was loaded

Beloved Red Cedar and Kim

Rolling around the moss

Sunset at Smelt Bay

Hike to Carrington Bay with our guide Peter

Feasting

The Birthday Boy

The Birthday Girl

Cindy's Last Night

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Hollyhock’d

I sit now in Bellingham, Washington writing this blog spot in the wee hours of the morning with rain falling gently outside far away from Cortes Island. Before I left, I learned a new word, Hollyhock’d. At the retreat center when your heart gets blasted open and transformation is afoot, you’ve been Hollyhock’d.

In my last week, I sat in a circle of board members and staff as they shared heart-blasted-open-transformational stories from Hollyhock’s history. There were lots of naked stories of nude gardening, nude swimming, hot tubs, a 44-ball birthday party salute and endless topless activities in those early days.

In my own way I have been Hollyhock’d though I didn’t see a single nude body the entire month. Hollyhock crept inside of me much like how a good conversation leaves you feeling whole and connected. I have heard about this place since the early 90’s, and now some 20 years later I followed that calling to the magical, mystical land of Hollyhock.

Since 1982, Hollyhock has been an international educational center that was created to unite revolutionary teachers and thinkers at the leading edge of human and organizational evolution. Subjects as diverse as wellness and wisdom practices, arts and culture, business and leadership development are taught.

Hollyhock is enchanting and it’s natural beauty beacons one to relax, restore and recreate their lives. The early founders, without a guru or dogma, created quite a community where they made art out of life. Early guest presenters at Hollyhock include Allen Ginsberg, RD Laing, Ram Das, Stan and Christina Grof, Andrew Weil, Rupert Sheldrake, Jill Purce, Robert Bly and Baba Olatunji. Facilitators now stand on the shoulders of these cultural icons.

When I sit with the history of this place, I feel such honor to have been here for the month of May. History continues to be written as Hollyhock morphs to meet the demands of the times. The place has grown a great deal since 1982. Hollyhock has expanded its land base and buildings and there is room now for personal retreats for relaxation and rejuvenation along with the seminars.

My time here has come to a close and in my last days as I walked in the rain and saw two pair of eagles sitting on their beach front rock perches, I felt enormous waves of appreciation for what has been created here and the beauty that I carry inside as I leave.

The photos posted are in no particular order. They give you a glimpse of its charm and maybe, just for a moment you too will become Hollyhock’d.

The Hollyhock Garden




Wood Carving

Cob House Sanctuary



A different view


View from the Main Lodge

The path between my house and the lodge