The Purpose of Going Out is Coming Back

I recently returned from three rich days facilitating a wilderness ceremony/rite-of-passage for a young man. I had been working with him for a few months and he heard the call to go deeper.

One of the joys of this work is having the privilege to hold the space for people to encounter their own soul growth and unfurling in/with/as wild nature.

After a few rounds in circle by the river telling his story and helping him refine his intentions, he crossed the threshold to take his sacred spot to fast and listen deeply to his inner voices and the whsipers from the land and other-than-human kin.

But as we say, the purpose of going out is to come back—to return more aligned to community with one’s unique gifts and love as medicine for your people.

As I awaited his return to Circle the final morning, hummingbirds whirred among the red wildflowers and river otters played on their commute upriver. What a blessing!

He emerged across the threshold visibly more grounded and alive. He had conducted several ceremonies severing some self-sabatoging stories and ways of relating, and fiercely embraced some very important malnourished aspects of his Whole Self. And rekindled his relationship with his Muse as well.

We held Incorporation council. He was facing the next stage of Return with clear eyes. He was under no illusion that this experience was somehow the be-all-end-all, yet he felt empowered and inspired.

The real work, the work of embodying his learnings and gifts in service, was entering a new level.

It is such an honor and joy to be able to help provide a powerful container for Whole Self exploration and witness the journey as people come into deeper belonging to themselves and nature and embrace that next stage of unfurling clarity, self-trust, and wild purpose.



I had been fragmenting myself. And I cannot conspire to do it anymore.

When I started PLAYing attention, I realized that if Wild Nature Heart was to continue authentically and respons-ably, it would have to be a full expression and embodiment of who I am.

I could no longer sever parts of my self from each other, allowing some parts out over here, others over there: Ryan the Activist vs. Ryan the Poet vs. Ryan the Wilderness and Soul Guide vs. Ryan the EcoSensualist, the Educator, the Playful Trickster, the Musician, the Ecotherapist.

Wild Nature Heart must integrate the somatic, the spiritual, the sensual; it must honor the artsy, the activist, and animist; it must cultivate the spaciousness to hold the grief, joy, and anger, the shadow and the light. And hold space for others to do the same.

Which means I must integrate all that, through constant digging and weaving, ever-widening conversations with the world, and a rounding out of my wholeness.

Only then can Wild Nature Heart fulfill its wild purpose of helping to hold the holy wholing during this Great Turning/Great Unraveling/Great Re-membering.

Furthermore, it is clear that Anti-racist and decolonial work IS healing work IS ecotherapeutic work IS sacred grief work IS rewilding work.

These are not and cannot be seperate if we are to dream ourselves into regenerative, co-liberatory, revelatory, and earth-honoring habits of being and doing.

We’re Hunting Wholeness and Wild Purpose.
We’re Stalking Shadows and Deep Belongings.

What ways have you fragmented yourself and what ways are you embracing your wholeness?

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We say that the purpose of going out is to come back. We cross the threshold and go on the sacred mountain or desert, not to escape, but to claim who we really are, to embody our wholeness, and to bring back the medicine that the world needs.
Walk Away, Invisible One,
take your place upon the land

Let your heart swell
as big and wide as the sky

Let the mystery of your soul
dance with the mystery of the desert

When you are ready,
pick up a prayer

What does a prayer look like?

It may look like a naked dance
courting the soul of the world

collecting bones to sing over
blowing embers in the palm of your hands
as gifts to a wounded world

stewarding the storm within
towards the blossoming of a desert lotus
at moonrise

It might sound like
a conversation with rocks and lizards
and other citizens of the desert

It may sound like a song of gratitude,
rising unexpectedly from your belly
reclaiming joy

or the beat of a drum
forgetting who is drumming whom

or, it may sound like Silence
heard only by the Heart-Ear
of Deep Listening

It may look like abandoning the old temples
to build the new ones

shedding skin and tears
that no longer serve
giving it back to the land as offerings

It may look like a question mark
in the form of a juniper tree, asking:
Are your ready to commit?

Maybe you become a mouse
getting into the smallest spaces
to gnaw through bonds
that would have you bound

Or a funeral conductor, burying old stories

Or a warrior taking a stand
with blood pulsing,
announcing to the mountains:
I’m here!

When the prayer has fully prayed you,
Walk in, Visible One.

Take your place in the Circle—
it is time to be seen.

It is sometimes hard
to come down the mountain

But do not linger in the threshold.

We need your story.

Walk In, Visible One,
take your place in the World,
because the purpose of going out
is to come back.

Keep walking,
Keep making the beauty
giving it away as medicine

the beauty that is uniquely you
crafted in love like the smallest bead
that people may not even notice

but that the earth & the people
so desperately need.

Keep walking, Initiated One,
Keep walking

(From No Lies On the Mountain, a Wild Nature Heart poetry collection out later this year)


This is a question I am living now.

“Where your soul’s gift and your positionality (dynamic social location of power + privilege) meet is your ecological niche for a hungry world.”

This beautiful & dangerous call by Pinar Sinopoulus-Lloyd (@queerquechua) of @queernature has been swimming through the river canyons of my psyche as I feel the complex emoting of a world confronting multiple intersecting crises: ecological, social, and spiritual.

Several potent and disturbing images are also swimming through me: a death knee on George Floyd’s neck; raging fires of buildings, cars, forests, towns; the body of Homero Gómez González, Monarch Butterfly Defender, found at the bottom of a well; dead dolphins with plastic inside their stomachs: masks and their meaning; playgrounds with caution do-not-cross tape across them; and my own soul images ever-opening up to encompass more and deeper archetypes.

They want to make me uncomfortable and I say Yes, knock me over. Turn me upside, inside out, and upend my ego’s view of who I am. I want to live bigger.

What does it mean to fully embody the gifts I receive/I am as medicine to the people & a world in need of healing & justice? What is Wild Nature Heart’s most aligned & powerful way to serve in this Great Turning?

We know the current dominant economic, cultural, and relational paradigm is insane, unjust, and unsustainable. It’s going down and being composted one way or another.

Which returns me to Pinar’s inquiry. What is Wild Nature Heart’s ecological niche?

The truth is, I don’t yet fully know. And that’s ok. Like nature, it is dynamic and continually shifting. Sometimes we (or egos) play catch up with psyche (soul) and our callings.

I want no separation between my medicine and my commitment to social and ecological justice. The eco-spiritual is inextricably intertwined with rooted & earthy, which is inextricably intertwined with the Beloved Community.

I am carrying the question about how to best show up and ‘synergize both my soul’s gift and my positionality.’

As Pinar also says, “When we do synergize, we become dangerously strategic.”

May we all be dangerous to the current system.

Hope Will Not Be Cancelled

Dear Wild Nature Hearts,

I wanted to get a brief message out acknowledging the difficult moment we are in and to offer a reminder of our resiliency and resourcefulness as intelligent and empathic creatures of the earth.
Do you wonder if the deeper meaning behind the pandemic, the power outages, the headlines screaming crisis is to release us from our superficialities and reconnect us to what really matters?

The growing ecological and social uncertainties of the moment has many of us searching for what to do and can elicit a range of emotional responses, from anxiety to denial to hope for a way through. Is it possible that the forced slowing and shutting down has within it the grace of a sacred pause that allows for deep listening, for cultivating deep belonging, and co-creating solutions for leaning into this Great Turning?

Is it yet another opportunity to take big steps toward another story?

 In a time of social distancing, continue to offer your heart, your story, your grief, your wisdom; continue to listen to and move your body; continue to take walks in nature.

If you are in a place of emotional, financial, or spiritual resourcefulness, abundance, and health, please share and offer support to those who need it. If you need support, do not be afraid to reach out and ask for help from those who probably also want to connect.

Sure, stock up on canned goods and hand-sanitizer. But also stock up on your core values, your expanding heart, connection, and community.

When in doubt, introduce your bare feet to the earth, sit with a tree elder and wild water, hold hands with the sunset or a friend, and welcome the birdsong into you.

Some Wild Nature Heart in-person offerings may be postponed and re-scheduled at a feasible time. Some in-person events may migrate into Online offerings. The Ecogrief Resiliency Circle: Honoring Our Pain/Love for the World is re-scheduled for March 29. Deep Belonging Courses are now starting April 5 in McKinleyville and April 3 Online. The Write Your Wild River DayQuest is still on for April 18. Follow on Instagram/Facebook and check the website to stay up-to-date on happenings.

Ultimately, hope will not be cancelled. Meaningful conversations will not be cancelled. Love will not be cancelled. Poetry and song will not be cancelled. And our deep belonging to the earth, our wild purpose, and each other will not be cancelled.In all the best and wild mysteries,
Director of Creative Earthiness

PANDEMIC by Lynn Ungar

What if you thought of it
as the Jews consider the Sabbath—
the most sacred of times?
Cease from travel.
Cease from buying and selling.
Give up, just for now,
on trying to make the world
different than it is.
Sing. Pray. Touch only those
to whom you commit your life.
Center down.
And when your body has become still,
reach out with your heart.
Know that we are connected
in ways that are terrifying and beautiful.
(You could hardly deny it now.)
Know that our lives
are in one another’s hands.
(Surely, that has come clear.)
Do not reach out your hands.
Reach out your heart.
Reach out your words.
Reach out all the tendrils
of compassion that move, invisibly,
where we cannot touch.
Promise this world your love–
for better or for worse,
in sickness and in health,
so long as we all shall live.