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Happy National Poetry Month!

Posted on April 2, 2018 by

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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.

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Sense Walk – A Poem

Posted on March 24, 2018 by

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A late winter curiosity guides them with a friendly hand at their back and butterfly voices
flit across their swallowtail innocence

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Writing Wild Along the River

Posted on March 21, 2018 by

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We couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful day or more awesome participants for our Writing Wild gathering.

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Except, Sing! Happy World Poetry Day

Posted on March 21, 2018 by

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It’s World Poetry Day!

A day to celebrate poetry, to read poetry, and to write poetry. We’ll be sharing a few of our favorite poems and poets throughout the day on social media.

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Wildlife In the Nearby Faraway

Posted on March 4, 2018 by

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Happy World Wildlife Day! A day to celebrate all our relations, and to promote and protect biodiversity and wild habitat.

What (who) do you connect with in your nearby faraway?

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“The world was made to be free in. Give up all the other worlds except the one to which you belong. Anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you.” – David Whyte, Sweet Darkness

“If we surrendered
to earth’s intelligence
we could rise up rooted, like trees.” -Rumi

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📦 BOX FULL OF DARKNESS Befriending the Dark #8: Poem-share for sinking into the season & Befriending the dark, slowness, silence, & shadows. Here’s Mary Oliver once again redeeming things. ————————— The Uses of Sorrow Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
COUNCIL CIRCLE Council is an age-old practice that brings people together in a circle to bear witness and share authentically. We use council circle frequently as a way to do everything from expressing gratitude to dropping deeper and bearing witness to each others’ stories and experiences. Here are common council intentions: 1. LISTEN from your heart. 2. Speak from your heart. 3. Be spontaneous 4. Be lean & to the point. 5. Speak to whatever will serve yourself, the circle, & the Highest Good. 6. Whatever is said in the circle stays in the circle.
WE GROW ACCUSTOMED TO THE DARK Befriending the Dark #7: Poem-share for sinking into the season & Befriending the dark, slowness, silence, & shadows. Emily Dickinson takes us there. ——————————————— We grow accustomed to the Dark - When light is put away - As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp To witness her Goodbye A Moment - We uncertain step For newness of the night - Then - fit our Vision to the Dark - And meet the Road - erect And so of larger - Darknesses - Those Evenings of the Brain - When not a Moon disclose a sign - Or Star - come out - within The Bravest - grope a little - And sometimes hit a Tree Directly in the Forehead - But as they learn to see Either the Darkness alters - Or something in the sight Adjusts itself to Midnight - And Life steps almost straight.
AUTHENTIC, NOT EASIER One of my (Ryan) wilderness vision fast guides (Scott Eberle), says, "Doing a vision fast or wilderness rite-of-passage will not make your life easier, but it will make it more authentic." Nothing could be more true—my experience was a turning point in my life. On the one hand, it simplified things. With a startling clarity, I came to know what was most true for me, what was most alive, & what directions I needed to take. The flip side is what was false, inauthentic & non-aligned also became clear. I had to let them fall to the high desert floor. Not without grief & not w/o almost every emotion finding its way through my body. The mountain can hold it all. But when I returned (the incorporation phase), much of what passed for normal & many old habits of doing/being/thinking, shifted or dropped altogether. Even some old connections that no longer served fell away & I found myself w/ a new network of people. Building a new life based on my larger self aligned w/ my values required a bold resolve that was both exhilirating & very challenging. All this was the "not-easier" part. But I wouldn't trade it for the world! Because I had found my home within, found healings, & found a clarity around my callings, my "giveaways" to the world. This is the risk & the promise of wilderness rite-of-passage. One of the callings that became clear to me is dedication to the craft of poetry & writing—& putting it out into the world. A 2nd clarity was about being a facilitator of repairing broken belonging—to oneself, to nature, & to each other; to being a guide in the task of not abandoning oneself, by following the great golden thread of our purpose & power. For me this work is best done in/with nature as ally, & is why I adopt the title of Inner/Outer Wilderness Guide. The 3rd clarity was the importance of bringing wilderness rites-of-passages such as vision fast w/ @wildnatureheart into the modern world. It is a different experience for every one. Those who are ready, know. Whether they come to mark something, to claim some power, to make a transition, to seek clarity or take a question for a walk, their time on the mountain is a sacred experience.
DARK CAVE Befriending the Dark #6: Poem-share for sinking into the season & Befriending the dark, slowness, silence, & shadows. Have you gone? —————————- The path to the dark cave starts innocently enough with a sign full of useful information in broad daylight, blue skies. A fulfulling breakfast-- potatoes & eggs perhaps, fruit in season. Before you know it you can hardly remember the color of berries or eyes or the sound of the river flowing. Bats reign here and the dominant thoughts are of your bed and that last meal. Feel the shape of those walls textured by the smooth slink of years moist with mysterious things you’d rather not know. To either side, tunnels to treaures— or traps. There’s no way to know and no sure way out other than following the scent of your deepest voice. The deeper you spelunk the brighter the darkness Inside there a spark of spring lives. Hard pains, sweet pains nectars maybe, but first the cuts both slow and quick deaths. Sometimes monsters and the secret password are the same thing. They wear your skin. Of course, you can avioid the path altogether by staying "at home" But don't think the cave is avoidable. Or are you one who believes in light without darkness? Trailheads without wounded trailfeet, mountain views without valleys? Oh, what an imagination! Come now! Carve your beautiful, dark cave and then come home, my friend with well-earned feet and a heart that knows. -Ryan Van Lenning
FOREST-FLOOR-POINT-OF-VIEW When we shift our perspective, we’re not only offered new ways of seeing but often treated to never-before-experienced gifts. This beautiful Coast Giant Salamander (the largest terrestrial salamander) says hi. So get on the ground, Spend some time crouching and crawling on hands and knees, climb the tree, put yourself in another’s shoes/paws, go through the brambles, sit on a boulder, walk the perimeter, jump in the hot seat, walk down the middle of the creek, or just pause and sit where most people pass by.