What if I just flow…
With the wind in the wildest place
With water soft as silk the colour of silver
With green pine needles fragrant with essence
What if I become it…
The place where love is the only religion
That breathes deep nature spirit for eternity
All is well the land whispers into my soul spreading her seasons around me
Go well in my soothing presence and know your belonging in the deepest roots of all creation
Do you feel like:
You are unable to ground whatever you try
Feeling lost, disconnected and disintegrated
In doubt of what you need and want
Seeking something constantly
Unable to find anything that helps
Values, believes and morals are being questioned in a big way
Death anxiety
Feeling anxious and vulnerable all the time
Inner child in distress or near-death situation
Unable to cope
Feeling restless and can’t focus on any one thing
Frantic feeling in the body, wanting to escape
Depressed and low
Persistent nightmares
And much more…
I have been feeling all of the above for the last two month since January began and what a shock? It feels merciless, confusing, unsettling and just unmanageable. I have been doing things I don’t normally do and on reflection it’s really striking the influence of these energies. If you are worried about this like I have been it is worth noting that these are energies, that even though expected 2019 signature, are playing out in the collective right now in a big way and it is not over yet. This year is going to be a tough one, but like all best lessons, this year’s ones will be most valuable in aiding us to move forward. Hold on tight
The hardest and incredibly strong pull and push is particularly around your realities and your spiritual or religious beliefs. If nothing else watch what happens there. Fascinating and can lead to all sorts of ‘deceiving’ outcomes.
Stay safe and well!
The storm rages like I rage
Eternal conflict between love and freedom
The land encapsulates both
And whenever I see destruction of nature both freedom and love die within me and
I rage like the wildest sea that despite all life’s chains can not be locked away or tamed
That is the essence of my being
I rage like the blazing sun of mid summer when rain is in hiding and the burning is in the heart that can’t be pacified
My Firy love lies in remote corners of the land where the wild heart of its core merges with mine
Whoever steps in it must be beaten with the power of wilderness, must be tested to a point of no limits
My heart bleeds for the land where wolves roam no longer yet their spirits are alive with roar against the tiny hand of humanity
Destroying land is destroying freedom like a dagger through its own mother’s heart whose love prevails no matter what
The wind, water, fire and cracking earth core are voices, fierce in their screams
Freedom and love – only in land I find they don’t conflict within me
Only here I am simultaneously consumed and released
It is the place where death lies next to me gently
Can nature heal
Can earth bring us back to our knees and pierce its ancient dagger through the heart
Can nature teach you who you are
Can a bird song inspire, delight and speak of both sorrow and joy
Can river wash away the debris of the worldly matter
Can mountain hold you in such a way you never wobble again
Can spring flowers inject a hope into our being
Can roaming animal body remind us of the raw wilderness within
Can the falling snow cover us in sheer enchantment
Can rain drops on the skin put us in touch with our bodies
Can a flight of an eagle inspire strength and power waiting to take flight inside of us
Can God bow before its majesty and weep tears of love
What is it that nature does and doesn’t that makes our lives worth living and speaks of meaning old as centuries
Of nature we are born and to its body we return
As outside so is within
What can be more life, meaning, strength and delight all at the same time
Nature is magic and matter, spirit and body
Bones and blood, skin and intelligence
All embracing…
One place we become whole, we come home, we know what we are
A virgin bride or a silver-haired crone
Who rules the stillness of the white majesty
Perhaps both
The elegance of lace and ice that envelopes nature brings such quietness, such pause to a restless soul
Majestic awe of land covered in white purity
Like a fresh breath of spirit rooted in landscape
Orange and pink sunrises and sunsets bring immense uplifting to all senses
Only in winter nature one feels reborn from the depth of darkness emerging brand new and wise in knowing true appreciation of life and death
Raw Nature Spirit 
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