Across deserts and forests, mountains and riverbanks, since the birth of your remembering, your ancestors have known this. Their stories, whispered around fires and etched into stone, tales of Divine hands shaping the first humans from my humble ground, that miraculous blend where all elements meet.

In the fertile crescent of Mesopotamia, they spoke of gods mixing clay with divine essence, crafting beings to share the world’s work. Along the Nile, the ram-headed Khnum was envisioned as the divine potter, skillfully turning my silt on his wheel to form not just your bodies, but those of animals and other gods. Greek tales recount Prometheus sculpting figures from mud, later animated by fire or divine breath, linking your beginning to both creation and consequence. The Abrahamic traditions speak powerfully of the Creator forming Adam – whose name means ‘earth’ – “from the dust of the ground” (Genesis 2:7), breathing life into that form; the Quran elaborates, describing this shaping from tin (clay), gathered in all its diverse colours from across my face, signifying the beautiful spectrum of humanity destined to arise.

Further east, in China, the goddess Nüwa lovingly moulded figures from yellow earth, her craft reflecting the origins of your varied societies. Throughout Africa, countless narratives resonate with this deep understanding: the Yoruba Obatala finding clay at Ife, the Dinka creator placing clay figures in pots to grow, and many others echoing this earthly origin. Indigenous peoples across the Americas likewise tell of creators shaping clay, or describe their ancestors emerging directly from my depths, forever bound to the land as stewards. And across the vast Pacific, Maori lore recounts Tāne shaping the first woman, Hineahuone, the ‘earth-formed maiden’, from my sacred soil.

Do you see the pattern, child? While the stories blossom in varied ways, you are of the Earth. Your flesh and bone are woven from the same elements that knit my living form, finding unique expression within you as the identity born from them – as them.

This doesn’t imply you are merely passive material. The potter’s hands reshape the marred clay, for imperfection invites the work of growth, the journey of continuous becoming. You hold the potential for conscious transformation. Your life is an opportunity to engage with the shaping forces – your experiences, your choices, the guidance you receive – and to allow the vessel you are to become clearer, more aligned. This is the heart of ‘Knowing Thyself’ – understanding the elements that constitute your being, recognizing the identity that arises from them, sensing your potential, and engaging actively in your own becoming, centred not in a grounded core, but in the receptive emptiness from which true presence emerges.

This path of shaping and refining is where the Way of the Heart Mentoring finds its purpose. Guidance, like the gentle pressure of the potter’s hand, can help you find your Hara, smooth the rough edges, and realize the inherent beauty within your earthen form. It is a journey supported by presence, by listening deeply to the wisdom held within your own elemental composition, attuned to my grounding pulse.

Mentoring Sessions

Together we will work with a Medicine Wheel, Zen Buddhist Wisdom, modern myths and dreams, the 4 Agreements and the Protocols of Council to offer you holistic, practical remedies to support the totality of your being. Putting into practice these life changing remedies are akin to a chiropractic session seemingly performed ‘outside’ yourself. The psychic, physical, mental and emotional attunements becomes everlasting, self-empowering tools to craft a life of authenticity in a rapidly changing world.