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Greet Yourself Arriving At Your Own Door

Posted on February 1, 2019 by

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“The day will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door….”

Throughout February, I’ll be talking to people who think a wilderness rite-of-passage program might be right for them.

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HUNTING/HIDING OUR WHOLENESS Sunday's Full Moon Hike was absolutely fantastic. After a sacred pause in silence with the moon shimmering in the waters of the bay and a couple earth poems, eight of us up on the rock immersed ourselves in a discussion on the theme this month: Hunting Our Wholeness. Everything in nature tends towards wholeness, towards its unique and powerful expression. Everything in Wild nature is unabashedly, unashamedly itself. What is it in us that can get in the way of our own Wholeness and self-expression? Can you imagine a river saying, "Well, I'd like to go to the ocean, but what would the red alders think of me?" Or the Sitka spruce wallowing in self-doubt about sinking roots and growing new bright green needles? What if the purple flower hid behind its thistles? There was a time when I was unaware of whole facets of myself. Slowly, and often painfully, I discovered tools, contexts, resources both within and without that could help facilitate my expansion. When I learned some of that, I still had plenty of those bogeymen of doubts & anxiety about the perception of others if I was too (fill in the blank) . Nowadays, I take plenty of moon and tree and river medicine and practice waxing my wholeness continually, Knowing that I am not—and the world is not—served by hiding. As the bats flitted about and harbor buoys rang out, the moon lent its bright wisdom to us while we shared individual experiences of hunting our own wholeness, as well as the ways we hide, how we sometimes get in the way of our own light. Moon is an Elder that teaches many lessons, including how to stand in one's power. Yes, there are times to wane, to rest, to hide--all important modes and energies. But there are times to claim one's fullness and round out one's wholeness. With the light shimmering impossibly across the bay, one moonbather shared a poignant haiku: Broken and broken again on the sea, the moon so easily mends And so, with rolling waves completing the soundscape, and a great horned owl meeting us at the end of the trail to tuck us into our dreamscapes—we departed a little more rounded, a bit more still, and a little more mended into our wholeness. 🍄 Happy National Mushroom Day!! Raise your hand if you love mushrooms. WITH THAT SWEET MOON LANGUAGE From our Wild Nature Heart full moon hike, over the shimmering waters of the bay. bats and buoys and the rolling waves as our soundscape, and a great horned owl to tuck us into our dreamscapes. ——————————-———————- Everyone you see, you say to them, Love me. Of course you do not do this out loud; Otherwise, Someone would call the cops. Still though, think about this, This great pull in us toconnect. Why not become the one Who lives with a full moon in each eye That is always saying With that sweet moon language What every other eye in this world Is dying to Hear —Hafiz Ancestral Yurok territory 📍
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