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.
Seeds and Stone
Awaken to the dream
inside your wild landscape.
Let the longing do the work.
Earth is Mother
Earth is Mother
holding and nurturing
even the darkest unraveling heart…
Beloved’s Alter
Your flow takes me
to the bloodstained altar
on the edge…
Wander into the Poem
Wander into the poem
that is shaping your life.
Each step across the forest floor…
An Unrest Heart
The wandering edge of the moon
slays you during your slumber.
Lying beneath the tops of trees…
Oh Beloved
Oh Beloved
You unveil mysteries
in Aspen Groves,
Sage drenched canyons,
and on blood stained altars…
Walking Lightly
Walking lightly upon the Earth
senses roaring with beauty
surrounding us.
Alligator Juniper
Two thousand year old
splitting in two
A mirror image of what once was
Growing into wholeness…
Sensuality Alive
Feel the sensuality of it all
Slow down
Don’t just walk…
Heart and Soul
Do you want to experience
the depth of the world and yourself?
If the answer for you is Yes…
Coming Home
It takes four seasons to meet a place
To be taken into the subtleties
that grab
and, pull you in…
Sage Canyon
Your Wildness expressed
crushes my heart
cracking me wide open…
Stand Here
It is often hard
to see through the thicket
that blankets the canyon floor…
Holy Gift
This Holy gift,
Which you now hold
A name
A thread
A vision…
Longing Tree
It is often hard
to see through the thicket
that blankets the canyon floor.
Yet, flowing just beneath the surface…
The Grief of the Earth
I lost my voice screaming
The grief, anger, and despair
Of the this sacred place…
Wellspring
Surrender deeply into the well
this is a sacred act
being mindful of each stone
as you pass deeper…
Beloved
I came trembling
The first time we meet
Across the sacred snow covered desert
Sage, brush, red rocks, and vast skies…