Monday, May 22, 2017

Wednesday, May 17, 2017


Andrew Tipton (with Heather Crombie)

Monday, May 1, 2017

sovereignty part II

When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.

When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.

Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.

There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.

The dark will be your womb

The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.

You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.

Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.

Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn

anything or anyone that does not bring you alive

is too small for you. 

(Sweet Darkness by David Whyte)

Andrew Tipton

Thursday, April 27, 2017


We started building agreements with each other; who we are and what we're after.   Describing our animal.     And I think its so good to speak about those things, because when the words come out loud and vocal, they have an edge to them - sort of hold us accountable.   A lot of people don't ever talk about their dreams,  and I think that's why.    When we're scared of our own sovereignty..   then we never quite work up the courage to talk the manner that we'd like to... about the way we want to devour everything..  like we'd like to.    Sovereignty,  is the awakened mind.   Sovereignty is the (softly at first) speaking about our love.   Sovereignty is the brutality and the serenity that comes with acknowledging our innermost selves.       See your perspective through unencumbered eyes..   and become enchanted with what you (and only you) are witnessing.    Forget to edit and refine your dialogue..  until you've stripped away the fear and censorship from your language.. and finally, utterly, its just you, there, speaking your own version of life to anyone who dares listen.    

Andrew Tipton

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

The Hammock Philosophy

Create a space to observe and reflect upon the grace of life; upon the intelligence and sovereignty that envelopes our human-ness.     

Andrew Tipton 

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Thoughts On Integrity

I believe our trueness as men has been hijacked a bit by external morality.
   If we are always functioning under the scrutiny of our culture's moral compass, then we are (reluctantly) bound and burdened by its idea of integrity, and not our own.  That's not to say that a culture even represents morality effectively,  but when we grow up believing that moral integrity is an external pressure.. then the culture's version is the only one we know or feel obliged to abide by.  
 Integrity is such a defining attribute of a man,  and yet it often only exists as an exterior motive...  something foreign, pressing coldly from the outside of us - never agreed to personally.    I believe when we are the origin of our own integrity / morality..  then it becomes something far more impressive -  it drives our attitude, it is malleable and open-ended.
 Self-driven integrity is us..  it cannot be undermined, rebelled against, escaped, wriggled away from - we are never free from it;  but neither are we burdened by its cumbersomeness or hijacked by its rigidity.     Our integrity should reverberate along the truest most admirable threads of our being.     Refining and agreeing to a personal morality should only deepen our sovereignty.   
Determining what self-driven integrity looks like:   we should hold dear the extraordinariness of being human!  Never settling for a lesser version of ourselves..   respecting and adoring our role on this delicious earth as human beings 

Andrew Tipton

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

The Scorpion In Your Pocket

    What keeps us often from our most sovereign version..  are negative actions of old habits that feel slight and seemingly unimportant.     These slip by unnoticed, unreconciled time after time, and eventually we don't even notice them anymore.  They just seem normal..   like they've always been there gently tormenting and causing us grief    Daily traditions that are quietly stinging us with tiny doses of poison,  keeping us from an encompassing peace.  
Scorpions in our pockets.  
Bitter words towards a lover,  lingering sentiment of self-doubt, unwarranted distrust of a friend. 
We unnecessarily keep these habits alive..   their stings aren't killing us..  but they aren't making our experience more delicious.  
Empty your pockets.  

Andrew Tipton