source
verb
to find and curate, to be inquisitive, to discover
to uplift and unearth
noun
the creative force driving all life,
that which calls forth,
that paints with all that is
To source is an ancient practice, passed down from one generation to the next ~ a quiet inheritance of care and attention.
About Lena Cole
Lena Cole is a New York native poet, facilitator, and producer based between New York City and the Hudson Valley. She spent her early years traveling the world with her mother to procure artisan works for ABC Carpet & Home, her family's business. These formative journeys grounded her in global craft traditions and the power of beauty and conscious exchange.
Lena creates and curates spaces for transformation that blend ceremony, community, and systems change.
She collaborates with organizations across the climate sector on gatherings, land-based projects, and cultural strategy, all in service of advancing conscious participatory economies and shifting consumer culture toward more ethical, regenerative ways of living. Lena holds a Master's in Global Thought from Columbia University, where she deepened her focus on systems thinking, nature-based solutions, and the cultural conditions required for true regeneration.
These are imaginings from my own heart, a texture of my spirit and a gift I wish to put forth into the world! May this be a living care network. May it ripple, and may it seed a way in which we give not only to ones that we love, but also to those we don’t know.
May the spirit of giving be extended in all directions, and benefit all beings. May the spirit of giving nurture our own families, and the families who live just down the street.
May we learn to be better neighbors, friends, family members, community builders, care givers, and world tenders. May we nurture the spaces we wish to see, and fill our homes with the love we wish to receive.
Shatemuc: “river that flows both ways”
The river we call Hudson today has been known by many names to many peoples. One name, Shatemuc, spoken by the Lenape, meant "river that flows both ways."
By tuning into the natural rhythm of the tides, travelers could paddle down to Manahatta in the morning and return home by evening ~ carrying goods, stories, and kinship along the way.
These are, and have long been, Indigenous homelands ~ a place of ongoing exchange, relationship, and care.