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Hey Subscriber First Name I hope you’re beginning to find your rhythm in 2026 - not the rhythm the world demands from you but the quieter one that rises from somewhere deeper. Some of you may have noticed that this newsletter wandered in a little later than usual. After a night of strange, symbolic dreams, I woke with the sense that the words I’d written weren’t quite the right ones. So I stepped away, breathed, listened and let the piece reshape itself in its own time. It felt important to honour the very thing I’m always encouraging in others - to follow a more natural rhythm, to trust the pauses and to remember that productivity is not the measure of a life. If you’ve recently joined us, you can catch up with our journey here. Even working for myself, I cling to the old ghosts of the invisible audience, the imagined judgement and the sense that someone is watching the clock. But nobody is going to tell me off if I’m a little late with my newsletter and it’s reminded me that sometimes the most powerful thing we can do is step away from the desk and let the mind soften back into its wildness. This season despite what our calendars insist is a time of rest and quiet tending. A time when the earth turns inward, when roots deepen and when nothing looks like it’s happening but everything is preparing. For most of human history, this was the season of conserving energy before the great unfurling of spring. That unfurling will come, it always does. SO let’s now rush things. And perhaps that’s why I’ve been thinking so much about productivity - how it shapes us, how it traps us and how it pulls us away from the natural intelligence we carry in our soul. I’ve been wondering when productivity became the goal. Everywhere I look, there’s talk of efficiency - faster, leaner, more automated, 10X! And AI is accelerating that mindset. It promises to optimise everything - our thinking, our decision‑making and even our sense of power. But something about that feels off to me. Microwave food is efficient, but I’d still rather eat a home‑cooked meal made with love, intention and creativity. Technology can be wonderful, but if we don’t slow down enough to think for ourselves, it can push us toward outcomes we never consciously chose. Otherwise we’d all be eating Smash made by the Martians from the 1970s adverts. It’s a throwback to when marketers saw an opportunity to create food in packets, rather than from peeling a potato. Clever but ultimately pointless.
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