Walking Together On An Ecospiritual Liberatory Journey
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d have 10 poetry books out there, flitting about in the bushes and soaring in winter skies. This time last year there were just the two originals, that grew from my time in the forest and… Continue Reading “For Those Who Listen to Earth”
I am writing this pre-dawn in the stretched pregnant hour before the dance of the day, while stars are still singing soliloquies in the belly of night. I’m drinking the landscape with a warm cup of earthy fir tip/lichen/turkey tail tea, and before I light… Continue Reading “Re-enchantment and Gratitude Day – Darkness”
This summer I released 4 collections of earthy poetry. The first two are books 2 and 3 of the Re-Membering Poetry series. The third, Trust the Ceremony, is one I’ve been excited about for a while, and released 8 years to the day I… Continue Reading “From Inside These Wild Ones and Other Foraged Goodies”
I’m both excited and curious about Wild Nature Heart’s new course container starting next month. Falling Off the Map is premised on the sneaking suspicion that we’ve exhausted the exhausting maps we’re caught in. That we are being invited to fall through inherited maps… Continue Reading “Falling Off the Map: an Invitation”
When invited to teach an upcoming Ecotherapy course, I realized that something beyond more knowledge or even skills, as commonly understood, is required. Something in me balked at overly-academicizing it, and felt that all-too-familiar intellect taking over, alienating my body, heart, and soul. So these are some spring wild poppies and prickly cacti that emerged through the soil:
I created Deep Belonging because I am in love with the world & because I am grasped by a wondering: Can we, with wild nature hearts & humble courage, remember what we’ve forgotten and intentionally face this Collective Initiation of intersecting ecological & social crises?
This is the 3rd iteration of the experience—it’s now two weeks longer and I’m excited to weave in more decolonial imaginings, deepen our holding of the griefs and joys on our doorstep, and explore Compost and Turnings as guiding, dynamic metaphors.
It was the final session before his solo wilderness rite-of-passage ceremony next week. But for now, we were in a redwood and bay forest along a creek and Opening to the East.
Last night a group of about 10 of us gathered to slow down and re-connect to nature, our inner voice, and each other. A sacred pause with the moon.