Nature Is My Church


There is a place where the soul awakes and runs free. Where the wolf in the heart runs wild. Where primal instincts are unleashed as they rise from their slumber. A place I come home. A place the soul sings and dances to the melody of the universe.

A cathedral of purity, beauty and potent magic and mystery. A sacred place to commune with ancient ancestors and listen to the ancient wisdom of the trees. Where the cycles of nature are holy days.

A temple where all the action is within its beautiful silence. Where divine manifestation of all creation is fully alive, present and abundant awaiting to cradle you in its essence and pentrate your very core. 

The holy ground of the most epic and magical journeys as spirit works in and through the soul whom which is open to recieve. 

A sacred place to be seen and understood for all that you are in your fullest expression. To surrender yourself and become one with your true nature 

Where energy is seen, felt and harnessed.

There is a place where my soul comes home Runs wild and free 
Merges with spirit 
And is lifted to the heavens.

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