So many have gone deaf to the voices of the earth. No longer listening to the way the deer teach us to walk softly on the earth. No longer hearing the hawk calling us into adventure, a journey inward to our place in the world. No longer do we hear the teachings of the trees, wind, or rivers. Nor, do we listen to the voices of the ancient ones calling out from the shadows, and reminding us how to root deeply into the soil that will nurture the unfolding soul. Are you listening? Is your heart open to the songs of the landscape pulling you into wild places? There is a concert of voices swirling around you, waiting to be heard. It is time to become lifelong apprentice to the voice of the trees, birds, animals, and landscape.

I have encountered my own unique conversation through my apprenticeship to Wild Earth, which has come through in poetic words. My voice and words are inspired by the Beloved, Mystery, Soul, and the Wild World. May these poetic words infuse you with love, longing, and inspire you to a deeper calling.

Mythopoetic Musing: Stand Here

Mythopoetic Musing: Stand Here

In this Musing, I tell a story that was gifted to me by a River, which explores our relationship to the vertical plane or the axis mundi (what Joseph Campbell refers to as the “Navel of the World”). I share about my own encounter with the vertical mythopoetic story of the world, and how that encounter is shaping my own myth-making story. I explore how we all can transcend the mundane and descend into your own myth-making story as a way to move beyond the depressions and anxieties of the day to day mundane.

A Beloved’s Alter | VIDEO

A Beloved’s Alter | VIDEO

Your flow takes me to the bloodstained altar
on the edge.

One dance with you ignites the fire
at the core of my longing.
Snakes slither up my spine
seducing the erotic sensual place
in my depths…

Go Into the Dark | VIDEO

Go Into the Dark | VIDEO

You who seek the light.
Go into the dark.

How many times must she remind you?

Is it not the dark that holds the light?
Without this dark chalice the light would spill
never to be seen…

Seeds and Stone

Seeds and Stone

Awaken to the dream
inside your wild landscape.
Let the longing do the work.

Earth is Mother

Earth is Mother

Earth is Mother
holding and nurturing
even the darkest unraveling heart…

Wander into the Poem

Wander into the Poem

Wander into the poem
that is shaping your life.
Each step across the forest floor…

An Unrest Heart

An Unrest Heart

The wandering edge of the moon
slays you during your slumber.
Lying beneath the tops of trees…

Oh Beloved

Oh Beloved

Oh Beloved
You unveil mysteries
in Aspen Groves,
Sage drenched canyons,
and on blood stained altars…

Walking Lightly

Walking Lightly

Walking lightly upon the Earth
senses roaring with beauty
surrounding us.

Alligator Juniper

Alligator Juniper

Two thousand year old
splitting in two
A mirror image of what once was
Growing into wholeness…

Heart and Soul

Heart and Soul

Do you want to experience
the depth of the world and yourself?
If the answer for you is Yes…

Coming Home

Coming Home

It takes four seasons to meet a place
To be taken into the subtleties
that grab
and, pull you in…

Sage Canyon

Sage Canyon

Your Wildness expressed
crushes my heart
cracking me wide open…

Stand Here

Stand Here

It is often hard
to see through the thicket
that blankets the canyon floor…

Holy Gift

Holy Gift

This Holy gift,
Which you now hold
A name
A thread
A vision…

Longing Tree

Longing Tree

It is often hard
to see through the thicket
that blankets the canyon floor.
Yet, flowing just beneath the surface…

Wellspring

Wellspring

Surrender deeply into the well
this is a sacred act
being mindful of each stone
as you pass deeper…

Beloved

Beloved

I came trembling
The first time we meet
Across the sacred snow covered desert
Sage, brush, red rocks, and vast skies…