Wildness Within

“Wildness is often viewed as a bad thing, a state of being out of control. But this is not so, for it represents the primal state of natural things, beyond the reach of human interference. Th…

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NATURA’S Tribal Council

NATURA’S Tribal Council

This group is for the Wild Ones,

The Light Ones and the Dark Ones.

This group is for the Free People,

The Tribe of Countless Colors and Boundless Flavors.

This group is for the Global Leaders Rising and Risen.

For All the Wise Men and Women.

For the Healers and the Indigos, and the many Starseeds.

For the Warriors of the Heart, and Protectors of our World.

This group is for the Sages of Old, and the Yogis Anew,

For the Wandering Witches,

The Crazy Shamans and their Spirit Helpers too!

For the Gypsies and the Misfits, the Dancers and the Weavers,

The Mystics and the Dreamers.

For the Musicians and Magicians.

And the Radical Revolutionaries,

For the Faeries and the Poets,

The Prophets and The Priestesses,

For the Monks and the Monkeys.

For all the Creative Spirits and Creators of Destiny.

For the Ancestors and Legends who foresaw the Love Prophesy.

This is for all our Brothers and Sisters,

Righteous Kings and Queens,

Loving Mothers and Fathers,

and for the Wisdom Each One of us Brings.

May we Bless and Be Blessed.

May we find mutual support and inspiration thru shared visions and experiences.

May we Realize our Full Potential as individuals and as a collective.

May we Respect and Value our diverse and unique perspectives.

May we Celebrate and Create!

May we Live and Let Live!!!

For Freedom, For Fun, For Everyone!

We Are the Tribal Council,

We Are READYYY, We Are One,

See Us Soarrrr, Hear us Roarrrrrr.


Where are you Growing?


As we settle into November may we honor the challenges of Life.

All life has its tests. From birth to death, life teaches us.

And rather than see hardship or struggle, may we learn from life’s lessons.

We must labor to be born again and again.

We must fall down, fumble and fail, before we can stand up and really go.

Continuously, parts of our selves must die, so other parts may live.

Life transforms us. Life lifts us up and pulls us back down.

And whether we’re headed in the right or wrong direction,

life always leads us where we need to grow.

Like a seed pushing through its seed coat, reaching through the soil,

searching for the light, where would we be without the growing pains of life?

Who are we without our own trials and tribulations?

The challenges of life create us, like the wind keeps a forest strong.

These are the lessons of life and it is up to us how we learn them.

Will we gracefully take on the challenges in life or will we struggle through them?

Will we rise up to meet our own defeat with loving arms and hold ourselves gently?

Or will we shame ourselves and allow the critic, judge, or victim to rule the day?

Sometimes our greatest growth comes from surrender. Letting go.

Not giving up, just allowing. Complete acceptance.

And so it is with NATURA.

NATURA is not a seed any more. She is growing, toiling through the unknown. Pushing through the pavement of possibility, expanding with our awareness, attempting to manifest again and again into this world. We don’t know when or how NATURA will take form, we only know what we are here to offer. With trust and patience we continue to nurture her growth, believing in our creation, even when there’s nothing in life that can guarantee success. We stumble over doubt, uncertainty, and many failed attempts, but we keep our eye on the goal and keep trying, because that’s life and that’s how we grow.

                                                                                   Growing Strong, NATURA

Talk Amongst the Trees

I overheard on my walk today faint whispers through the trees.

I stopped to listen and all was still, even the falling of the leaves.

As I continued on my way, the grass again began to sway.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the limbs of the trees relaxed with a sigh.

I looked up and around then down, feeling in great company.

I heard a buzzing near the ground, and saw an insect hovering before me.

Its wings were purple, gold, and long, and it approached me buzzing a song.

Yet, I knew it was just a distraction, from the talking tree’s reaction.

The sun shone through to the forest floor,

and the surrounding foliage appeared to grow more.

I was rooted deeply where I stood, as if the earth below took hold for good.

I looked up towards the heavens and all I could see

was the canopy above looking down at me.

I felt a message, strong and clear,

As if the trees had whispered it in my ear.

I felt at home, safe, and free,

Like a little bird sheltered within a great tree.

And as I stood and listened, I heard the trees begin to say,

In a type of silent, mystery language, the trees began to pray.

What moment of pure reverence, complete serenity.

What delight, what great pleasure, what pure divinity.

I fell to my knees and listened, amazed by their symphony,

Rising tall throughout the forest, their branches dancing in harmony.

And so I began my dance with trees.

And wouldn’t you know I spread my wings.

They were purple, gold and long.

And soon enough I was humming along.

And to this day I say, we must walk through the trees and pray.

If we could all just talk to trees.

I know they’d pray for us and for our peace.

I know we would dance in harmony, becoming one with all divinity.

So if you walk through the forest and you hear a whisper stay.

For you might just hear the trees, and together pray.