The flowering head of Achillea millefolium, yarrow. Just the flower. Its stillness. Its subtle movements in light and air. Yarrow has been named, used, revered. This film asks nothing of you except attention. It’s not for learning. It’s for looking.…
I’ve spent most of my life believing I was broken. Not consciously, perhaps. But in the way I reached for solutions. The way I consumed advice, courses, practices, each one promising the missing piece that would finally make me whole.…
I’ve been sitting with my back against trees for years now. Twenty minutes, sometimes less. Hands resting on my lap or the ground beside me. Back pressed against bark that’s rough or smooth or somewhere between. Nothing particular to achieve.…
I spent years thinking I needed to understand plants before I could truly see them. I collected names like talismans. I learnt botanical terms. I thought knowledge was the doorway to connection. It wasn’t. The doorway opened when I stopped…
I’ve sat with plants for years now, and I still can’t tell you what Domei is in any satisfying philosophical sense. What I can tell you is what happens. You stop trying to understand. You stay with a single living…
Domei is an attention practice that uses your entire body to feel into the wildness around you. It’s about listening with all your senses, not just your ears. Listening that becomes feeling. Domei is a neologism I created for my…