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Wu Wei don't force anything.

There is a principle called Wu Wei.

Wu means non or not, no, negation.

Wei has a combination of meanings. It can mean action, making, but the best translation I have found for it is forcing. And so Wu Wei is the principle of not forcing in anything that you do.

Now we know when we watch any performance by someone, we know immediately when the performance is forced. And we say it doesn’t ring true, it’s too artificial, it doesn’t seem to be natural.

Many people, who study the Taoist doctrines think that Wu Wei means do nothing. In the sense of laissez-faire, be lazy, always be passive.

It doesn’t mean that.

There is a time for action.

When you study Judo, you use muscle only at the right moment. When your opponent is hopelessly overextended and off-balance, and you add a little muscle to it and you throw him across the room. But only then. You never use the muscle at the wrong moment.

For Shakespeare knew perfectly well- “there is a tide in the affairs of men, which taken at its flood, leads on to fortune.”.

And so, Wu Wei is based on knowledge of the tide. The drift of things. Get with it.

Wu Wei is the art of sailing, rather than the art of rowing.

So, one of the most famous sayings of the Lao Tzu book is “superior virtue has no intention to be virtuous. And thus, is virtuous. Inferior virtue cannot let go of virtuosity, and thus is not a virtue.”

So one could also say, the real Wu Wei, is not intentionally Wu Wei, and so is Wu Wei. But inferior Wu Wei so tries to be Wu Wei, that it isn’t. In other words, this is saying, Wu Wei, is not a matter of cultivated passivity. Or even of cultivated spontaneity.

Because there are people, who think that they are released. That they have realised that they are the Dao, as all of us in fact are.

The eternal self of the Universe, beyond all description or classification or thought.: ‘You have to be able to realise, that you don’t know what you really want to do until you are very quiet.’

Is the West ready?

Domo arigato gozaimasu.

Bruna

Credits for film Tom Sajewski Inspirational words of the post: Alan Watts

One who went before

Often, I love to travel alone to honour the land's ancestors, bringing with me a sense of gratitude and respect for all the people who walked before me many centuries ago.

There are many burials, megalithic monuments, stone circles, and spiritual shrines well preserved in every corner of this beautiful Isle.

Usually, I know my voice and not a replicant of others, I prepared some seasonal flowers tied with some of my hair to be placed in a particular piece of land near the sites.

An effortless way to say 'thank you for walk-in this land before me.'

I don't try to 'possess' their lives or reclaim power because I live here.

Instead, it is the reverence that guides me.

Maybe I can say that I try to understand their society and their cultures.

Yes, maybe I can say this.

But the reality of my heart is very different, especially at Stonehenge.

While I walk in the path that introduces me to the sacred site, I know that people walked before me in the same way.

I can feel their benevolent presence and the land's energy under my feet; I can feel the sense of community of the past bringing inside the site a communal effort, bringing people together for a particular purpose.

Most people are tourists who take a selfie without respect for the sacrality of the place, and others feel a sense of 'shall we come back quickly to our car, please? I'm not well.'

The energy that emerges from the land is so powerful and sometimes intimidating for someone.

To me, it is the contrary. I noticed that in every site that I visited.

I felt the belonging, the connection, a sense of home and strength.

But belonging is the correct word in every sense, especially here in Stonehenge.

So, I walk with flowers in my hands, and I start the procession with the reverence that is the contrary of the grandiosity nowadays.

I have a particular preference; a little stone has always captured my attention, and I spend a lot of time in contemplation.

I don't know why but it's beautiful to live moments like that without questioning about this or that.

It is what it is.

This Kingdom untouched by time, as I love named this Isle, was not born or made by Roman Empire, Vikings or Normans.

It was made by the ones who walked before them a long, long time ago.

Bruna

The Collective Human Beings of Planeth Earth

My son and I want to give our warmest and deepest thanks to the vet and assistants we met ten days ago when we brought our beloved Labrador, Will, to the Tilehurst clinic, Castle Vets. Will passed away peacefully and surrounded by his loved ones and truly empathic service from the vet and the assistant of Vets Now.

So, our old chap passed away after almost 15 years together.

He is now in another dimension, but his spirit is always alive and close to us even if we feel a vast emptiness in our hearts.

The love a dog has for you is impossible to describe. It can only be lived, and we have lived it to the fullest.

I always remain closed during the death of my pets to facilitate the passage with love and gratitude. But for Will, I've lost the ability to connect my pain with my love through the heart, and I've started saying to my son, ‘I can't do this; I'm not prepared to say goodbye'.

He was my baby, my second child, my old friend; I used to forage herbs with Will enjoying his company into a perfect connection between human and 'animal'.

Me that I never stood back for anything and anyone I've fallen into a black hole and I became a representation of sorrow.

I escaped from the surgery room, living the last instant of our dog to my son because I felt that the strength was leaving my body.

I felt like a coward.

I became so vulnerable, from being a fierce and independent 'great' woman to being a woman shaking, yelling, and crying for the loss of her friend.

I cried all my tears for the death of my friends during covid, my father, any abandonment and loss in my entire life, all the funerals attended via Zoom because of the pandemic, all at once.

Flash of memories, a lot of dark memories, too much to digest.

So, we decided to take a trip where our pain could turn into healing, where the healing water rises from the sacred land in Somerset.

Glastonbury has always welcomed me like a mother with open arms. After one week, sunny days, prayers, chants and laments, love of friends, connection with Our Great Mother through the Sacred Chalice Well, I've started to heal my heart from the wounds.

It's a process, and one could think, 'ok, it's done', the work is done, but the work per se is never 'done', this is our school you can never get it wrong, and you can never get it done.

It's a process; it's a spiral of human lives.

We have emotions; we love intensely like all the creatures and species.

And we are also wounded in many ways.

We are the Collective Human Beings of Planet Earth, the Earth that sustains us, under our feet and in every possible way, with love and compassion, every single moment of our lives.

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My gratitude goes to my son, friends in Italy and around the world, The Community of Caversham Dog Owners for the empathic, supportive messages and all the communities that I have in my heart.

There is great love here for you.

Bruna

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Will

be free now and be happy.

Bruna & Francesco

the last ice

Directed by Scott Ressler and executive produced by Dr Enric Sala, National Geographic Explorer-in-Residence and founder of National Geographic Pristine Seas, THE LAST ICE tells the story of Inuit communities fighting to protect the rapidly disappearing Arctic that has been their home for centuries.

For centuries, Inuit in the Arctic have lived on and around the frozen ocean. As climate change is rapidly melting the sea ice between Canada and Greenland, the outside world sees unprecedented opportunity. Oil and gas deposits, faster shipping routes, tourism, and fishing all provide financial incentive to exploit the newly opened waters. But for more than 100,000 Inuit, an entire way of life is at stake.

Development here threatens to upset the delicate balance between their communities, land, and wildlife, Inuit in Canada and Greenland are again coming together, fighting to protect what will remain of their world. The question is, will the world listen?

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