Wildness reminds us what it means to be human, what we are connected to rather than what we are separate from.” — Terry Tempest Williams
Why the wild?
We embrace wild nature to not abandon ourselves.
We go to listen. We go to remember. There we can hear without distraction. Without the million and one voices of the world that want us to be and do things their way.
We can hear the true things at the center of our selves, the deepest whisperings, the ways in which we show up with either fear or love.
Wild nature is our most ancient place of belonging. It is us. We are one facet of the great wild expression. That is why it can be a clear and powerful mirror for the movements of our psyche.
Whenever there is too much: grief, busy-ness, confusion, unknowing, anxiety, distraction, pain…we can go into the wild and there find the answers within and all the juicier questions.
And we go to celebrate, to play with joy amidst the beauty of our natural world, to have that love affair with the bigger, more-than-human world.
There we access the deeper breaths, the richer dreams, the soft and strong animal of our creature bodies, and the natural eros that permeates ourselves and the world.
It is where we can find more clearly the wisdom of the psyche and the wisdom of the body having that conversation with the wider intelligence of the world.
We step into our fullest selves and wildness meets us fully in return.
It was a powerful weekend of nature, community, and soul unfurling. It feels like yesterday we were sitting in the meadow together in council circle with the sun on our backs, creating nature art, mirroring, sense walking, and singing and sharing around the fire.
It was such an honor to share time in sacred circle with 7 other people on the land! We return feeling nourished by everybody’s soul stories and the connection with the earth community. The mystery of how it is that the exact right people show up to weave the tapestry of interconnected stories continues to astound us. Here’s a small glimpse of the magic.
Gratitude to all!
🦋April may be the cruelest month, as T.S. Eliot immortalized in his poem The Wasteland, though we don’t think so. We are rather fond this time of year, because of the longer days and the land stirring with life, but also because it’s National Poetry Month. It’s a month for all of us word- and nature-lovers to geek out on writing, reading, breathing, swimming in earth #poetry and give full controls over to our mytho-poetic consciousness.
SHARE an original #poem with us and on your social media channels with the theme of EMERGENCE, SPRING, or PLANTING. Then tag @WildNatureHeart and use the hashtag #wildnatureheart. We’ll share some of your poetry on our Instagram and Facebook, PLUS we’ll feature one of our favorites in our #spring Newsletter.
Katie and Ryan
Here’s the rest of the poem that the above image introduces, called “I Bent My Ear” by one half of Wild Nature Heart, Ryan Van Lenning.
They were calling for attention
as I walked past—
the ladybugs and horsetails
the mugwort and the trillium
bellowing the rainbow through the redwoods
and baby ferns
curled like seahorses of the forest
confided in me
I supposed I could have kept up my pace
stepping past them,
never learning what song they were singing
or what the the slug was saying
in its bright hum of the earth
from his banana mouth
and sure-footed saunter
But as they were calling
so charmingly and gently
I slowed down
bent my ear
and gave them what they asked for.
And here’s the first few lines of The Wasteland by T.S. Eliot.
This was inspired by witnessing participants of our Writing Wild gathering do what we call a sense walk, where one is blindfolded and a partner guides them through experiencing the landscape through all their other senses. It’s a beautiful thing to see, no pun intended.
Blind from their chrysalis
they take the first delicate steps
like new walkers of the dawn
in the bright meadow of life
a late winter curiosity guides them
with a friendly hand at their back
and butterfly voices
flit across their swallowtail innocence
as sand sift through
their blackberry bramble hands
like the grains of childhood time
falling upward into their truth
they kneel for a mugwort blessing
feathered across their faces
flowing with the emergence
of spring wings
-Ryan Van Lenning
This weekend we hosted a free gathering along the American River called Writing from the Heart of Your Wildness, and we couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful day or more awesome participants. It doesn’t get much better than holding sacred space to write and share creatively with other earth-lovers. Our creativity is merely the microcosm of Nature’s macrocosmic on-going creativity. Thanks to everybody who came out to write wild and reconnect. And as always, Deep Gratitude to the land and river and the participants for bringing their authentic, creative selves! Truly inspirational!
Here’s what a couple participants had to say:
“I derived so much healing from being not only among nature’s calming beauty, but from having sacred space held by such exceptionally tuned-in guides as Ryan and Katie. It felt like not only were they channeling conscious, creative energy for the betterment of those in the circle, but effortlessly facilitating the opening of hearts.”
“I went to an event with Wild Nature Heart near the American River, and it was magical! Ryan and Katie were excellent guides and mirrors, and made me completely comfortable sharing my story- even personal at times. I feel more at peace, and a passion for writing has been rekindled; it also doesn’t hurt that they found a beautiful and secluded location 🙂. If you love writing, nature, community or even need a safe space to explore who you are, I highly recommend them!”
Wow! We feel honored to hear that reflected back and to be able to hold the space for these experiences.
If you wanted to attend but couldn’t make it this time, stay tuned because we’ll be hosting another and similar offerings later this spring. Be part of Wild Nature Heart’s Inner Circle, Subscribe to Our Newsletter, to stay in the loop.