The Earth as the Mirror of the Wild Inner Divine
Wild communion is a place for those who are ready to immerse themselves in the unexpected, to embrace the natural world as teacher and guide and allow the transforming voice of the natural world to speak to them in the everyday.
Wild Communion is a place where we, as guides, teachers, leaders, parents, partners and lovers, can come together and support each other in our wholeness-making journeys. All of us is welcome here. Our broken parts, as others may see it, are our places to grow, to expand and find hidden parts of ourselves. We will come together with the intention of contacting with the wild within us, in our communities, in the natural world and our relationships with the Divine.
Many begin this journey through no conscious choice of their own, but find themselves thrust into it by circumstances out of their control. Others are called to it, excited by what might be revealed. No matter, we will all encounter what we need, building a relationship of gratitude, reciprocity, and desire with the natural world in the process. With witnesses to our journeys in the human and non-human worlds, we will be supported through the breathtakingly beautiful as well as the breathlessly difficult times.
Whether this is your first or fourth immersion, it will be a new experience. The person you are will change the experience of these immersions for the others participating as well as the land that we spend time communing with. We hope you join us!
May the Wild within us be blessed and deepened through our work together.
-Christy
Wild communion is a place for those who are ready to immerse themselves in the unexpected, to embrace the natural world as teacher and guide and allow the transforming voice of the natural world to speak to them in the everyday.
Wild Communion is a place where we, as guides, teachers, leaders, parents, partners and lovers, can come together and support each other in our wholeness-making journeys. All of us is welcome here. Our broken parts, as others may see it, are our places to grow, to expand and find hidden parts of ourselves. We will come together with the intention of contacting with the wild within us, in our communities, in the natural world and our relationships with the Divine.
Many begin this journey through no conscious choice of their own, but find themselves thrust into it by circumstances out of their control. Others are called to it, excited by what might be revealed. No matter, we will all encounter what we need, building a relationship of gratitude, reciprocity, and desire with the natural world in the process. With witnesses to our journeys in the human and non-human worlds, we will be supported through the breathtakingly beautiful as well as the breathlessly difficult times.
Whether this is your first or fourth immersion, it will be a new experience. The person you are will change the experience of these immersions for the others participating as well as the land that we spend time communing with. We hope you join us!
May the Wild within us be blessed and deepened through our work together.
-Christy
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Jealous of a pond
When God said, "My hands are yours, "I saw that I could heal any creature in this world; I saw that the divine beauty in each heart is the root of all time and space. I was once a sleeping ocean and in a dream became jealous of a pond. A penny can be eyed in the streets and a war can break out over it amongst the poor. Until we know that God lives in us and we can see Him there. a great poverty we suffer. -Rabia |
Angels
You might see an angel anytime and anywhere. Of course you have to open your eyes to a kind of second level, but it’s not really hard. The whole business of what’s reality and what isn’t has never been solved and probably never will be. So I don’t care to be too definite about anything. I have a lot of edges called Perhaps and almost nothing you can call Certainty. For myself, but not for other people. That’s a place you just can’t get into, not entirely anyway, other people’s heads. I’ll just leave you with this. I don’t care how many angels can dance on the head of a pin. It’s enough to know that for some people they exist, and that they dance. -Mary Oliver |