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27/10/2017

Containing a beast within a cage is a dangerous thing…

I am roaring….
Keep me bounded within the confinement of a certain space?
I don’t think so…
My body wishes to move …to jump…leap…dance …soar as it pleases.
Giving me certain parameters…rules, etiquette is not going to work my friend…
I am wild…
You cannot contain me…
Restrain me…
No matter how much you wish so…
Or believe so…
If you try to do so…
The wild within me awakens even more…
The wolf, black panther, siberian tiger…..
Growling, roaring , hissing…
Be careful!
We will not hurt you…
It is merely a warning…
Stay AWAY…
You cannot control us…
Only appreciate us for who we are…
Respect our boundaries….
As we respect yours…
Allow us to be free and we will have no conflict…
Try to tame us, confine us, domesticate us…
Is unworthy work…
A waste of time…
We belong in the woods among the wild nature…
Come join us… or allow us to be and exist where we belong…
Stop interfering…
Intervening…
You are wasting your time I tell you…
You cannot control us…
The warrior spirit within us…
Is imprinted on our soul…
If you do not like it stick your nose somewhere else where it belongs…
When you hurt someone within the wild our pack you are looking for trouble…
Stay away and we will then stay away…
We are peaceful creatures unless you try to mess with us…
We will avoid you like the plague unless you come right up in our face pushing us…
Trying to trap us…
Destroy that which you find threatening…
That feeds on your insecurities…
Impurities…
The teeth will then come out as a warning…
We are wild…
We are warriors…
You cannot contain us…
Any efforts are in vain…
All you will get is a howl, a growl, a roar….
As we walk away…
Back into the wild….

Χαίρε Δάσος Αγριόδασος

21/10/2017

Χαίρε δάσος αγριόδασος,
Με τον πολυ αέρα,
Φουρτουνίζεις πέρα δώθε ελεύθερα,
Με τα φύλα τα φθινωπωρινά να κυματίζουν,
Μερικά ακόμα συδεδεμένα …
Και άλλα στο πάτωμα δημιουργώντας ένα πανέμορφο πολύχρωμο χαλί.
Ξαφνικά αντιλαμβάνομαι υπάρχει μια κούνια ανάμεσα σε δύο γυμνά δέντρα.
Μόνο του…περιμένει…
Τα σκοινιά έχουν μπερδευτεί, περιμένουν να τα απελευθερώσω..
Μόλις το βλέπω..
Το σώμα μου χαμογελάει …
Είναι σαν να με καλεί…
‘Έλα’…μου λέει…
Νιώθω να με τραβάει….
Ούτε καν το σκέφτομαι…το ακουλουθώ…
Βάζω το ένα μου πόδι και μετά το άλλο και στέκομαι απάνω..
Τώρα ανεμίζω μαζί με τα φύλλα…
Μαζί με όλα τα δέντρα γύρω μου…
Νιώθω σαν ένα φτερό…
Ελεύθερη…
Έχω φτερά τώρα…
Ξεκινώ μπροστά και πίσω…
Μετά αλλάζω κατεύθυνση και πηγαίνω δεξιά και αριστερά.
Πνοή…ευαισθησία…
Είμαι σε αρμονία με την γη…
Κλείνω τα μάτια μου…εξαφανίζομαι..πετάω…
Νιώθω την γη κάτω από τα πόδια μου,
Τα δέντρα και τα φυτά γύρω μου,
Και τον ουρανό από πάνωμου.
Μμμμμμμμ….
Η καρδιά μου ανοιχτή…ολόκληρο το σώμα μου…και η ψυχή μου…
Όλα είναι καθαρά πάλι…
Έχω ξαναγυρίσει στον εαυτό μου…
Στην ζωή…

– Χτες στο αγριόδασος

Sage and July’s Horse Whispers

16/10/2017

I always liked horses like every other animal but was never particularly drawn to them. I never desired to ride them. I had a couple of experiences as a child where I was almost thrown off. I never trusted them to ride them or felt safe. Back home a friend of mine had three horses I was offered to ride them several times actually my friend kept trying to get me to do it but I did not feel that level of trust with them. In Thailand I had ridden an elephant which felt very comfortable and there was no fear but not a horse.

This summer it took me a while to notice but down the road from me there is a stable with these two horses. Mister Sage and Miss July.

Sage

One day I noticed this horse. The horse from a distance walked up as close as it could get as there was the fence, and we just communicated and stared at each other. I was magnetized by this horse! It is such an amazing being! I felt I would totally ride this horse no questions asked even though I have never had the desire to do so and have had many opportunities in my life. There was just something about this horse.

Every day when I would walk by, Sage (that is his name) did the same we would just stare at each other and be with each other, enjoy each other’s company. I wrote a fairy tale story about him and it was about trust. I named him trust because that’s what I feel he brings out in me. I did not feel I would ever feel trust riding a horse and here I was without any doubt in compete trust of this horse. I felt it opened me up generally to life this horse, subconsciously it taught me something important on trust.

July

There was this one week in the summer that was very intense and strange. I was walking down the road to go to town. So it had been a shitty week, I was soooo upset feeling under pressure and not knowing why, and I just about started crying and breaking down, as I was approaching the horses. My body automatically just began to have a feeling that the horses would contribute somehow. Now July for two and a half months had COMPLETELY ignored me, I mean completely. My connection had been with Sage. As soon as I got to the stable July came running over to me. She let me pet her and stayed with me. She completely switched me, everything disappeared, I felt rebalanced and as myself once more and so grateful for her.

A few days later where something was happening within me my attention kept going to the horses. I would walk over to the horses then felt fine. A couple of days later I walked over to maybe find the owner of the horses. She was out there with them cleaning. I started talking to her and she told me that July is 31 year old. I told her about the other day and she told me once a woman down the road was very sick and in bed. Although July had never done this before she broke out of the stable ran down the road went to the house of this woman put her head up against her window. The sick person then said to her relative “ok now I can die,” and she died. And then July broke out a second time and went to this woman’s wake hahaha…

I just thought that was beautiful, and I experienced her gift myself.

For full photos you can go to:

https://treeadryadsdreams.wordpress.com/2017/10/16/sage-and-julys-horse-whispers/

Here is a video of them:

Not a Day Goes By

11/10/2017

Not a day goes by that I don’t marvel at the beauty of this planet…..in all its messedupness it also holds such an incredible magic…it is just amazing….I feel grateful for all the nasty, stupid, ridiculous unawareness because that too makes this journey, this life such a weird ass place which fills me with wonder…

Today’s Wisdom of a Child:

10/10/2017

Her: what’s that?
Me: A clock.
Her: what’s that?
Me: a clock.
Her: why?
Me: So we know what time it is.
Her: But why?
Me: pause “that’s a good question. I really don’t know.”

Salmon Traveling

8/10/2017

For the past I don’t know year and a half or so been hoping to see salmon. There were several times in Canada I thought I would see. I have a great respect for salmon and their contribution to the planet after watching an episode from a documentary on them in Nature’s Great Events from BBC. They are responsible for so much life around them so many species and even forests rely on them.
When I was in Seattle for a week the week before I just so happened to take a walk with some people I met at a party down by the docks. There was an area where you go and you can possibly see salmon go by. and you know what I actually got to see one! That was so special. There was only one.

If you Were an Ingredient

7/10/2017

In my recent travels in Seattle I met a lovely human being named Tiberio who is a chef and bridges art, and sensuality into his craft. He has a lovely book named La Figa which has photos of people wearing nothing but a certain ingredient. In the book it gives recipes and talks about food and sensuality. It is quite lovely.

As we were talking he told me when he looks at people, he looks at their body and sees a certain food and ingredient. He went on explaining me his view and art which I found very interesting. So then I asked “so what ingredient am I then?” he answered: “A red chili pepper,” and named me peperonchino.

My first response was a red chili pepper? I do not like peppers and chili peppers at all. I was hoping for chocolate or whip cream or something like that lol. So I asked later on: “so what does a chill pepper represent to you. Why did you pick that for me?” He said “it is powerful. It is like fire.”

I loved it :-)

Peperonchino it is :-)

One of the Best Gifts

4/10/2017

I received one of the best gifts ever the other day on my drive over to Seattle. A porcupine quill! I had never seen one before and being that I love porcupines I was fascinated by it.
I took out my camera to take a photo and my friend said, “why take a photo of it when you can have it?”
To me that is very special…
Here it is:

Being Nocturnal

24/9/2017

   I recently discovered according to my chart I am nocturnal and it is really starting to make sense…

   I always felt at night the most natural and comfortable as if it was who I am. It always used to feel so unnatural for me to be indoors at nighttime. I felt I wanted to be outside and I would go almost every night outside for hours. Go for a walk down to the sea, dance, lay out in the sand dunes and watch the stars. It always felt so unnatural and upsetting when I would have to go back indoors at night time. It always felt like my element and my favorite time to be in nature.
    I love to walk in the dark I always have. I would take walks in nature, very often I would go to the nearby forest in the dark and hang out with the peacocks, and owls. I would dance and just be. With no light too, my eyes adjust to the darkness after a while. I love that..always have..it always felt like that was me.

    Starting from the time of sunset I felt I was coming alive that that was my time. Perhaps nighttime also is the unknown, I am very comfortable in the unknown.
   I just realized this as I was dancing outside in the dark which is my favorite thing in the world to do. I would always go out dancing by myself at nighttime. I always waited until sunset or after never before. The later the better I felt when the moon was out. Perhaps that’s why I always had a resonance to owls and bats too? I don’t know. I just feel so comfortable at night, the smell, the quiet, it feels so alive to me….

   And of course my main totems whatever you want to call it are the porcupine and wolf so there you go! Plus I am told I have skunk, badger and coyote in me so they all come alive at night
   A friend of mine commented “maybe we are seeing a landscape in an external world, and at night perhaps more of an inner landscape projected into a quiet theater?”

I thought that was lovely….

The Path of the Pure Individual (At Times Treacherous)

22/9/2017

The path of the pure individual,
Is not easy,
It is sometimes treacherous,
Filled with all kinds of judgment from the outside world,
Within the context of the collective and tribal it is not often welcomed,
It is a threat after all,
It brings mutation…change.
A different way of viewing things, doing things, being,
It is following its own trip,
It cannot follow their rules,
It is not suppose to,
It has its own unique path to create.
A threat to the system,
That needs to follow a certain order & all be and do the same.
The individual is not here for this.
Words you will hear are anarchist, selfish, unrealistic, incorrect, wrong,
& all kinds of other unaware words uttered.
Yet the individuals are the ones that empower others to fulfill their potential,
Through that uniqueness,
To see the true possibility of the individual, society, imagination, creativity…of life.
It is a sad & lonely path at times, yet thoroughly empowering…
To yourself and others.
You will always be an outcast among most,
Yet a driving empowering force for others.
Ah people & their Judgment…
Perhaps something else the individual brings to the world and the most important is acceptance…
A certain openness,
Breaking down that wall of narrow mindedness.
Demonstrating that there is no right way of being…
“My way is right and yours is wrong,”
Instead there is allowance.
What is empowerment after all? Is it not one aspect of caring for one self and for others?
To allow them to be who they are and follow their dreams, a certain system, or belief,
That perhaps does not match yours?
But yet…you let them be?
Is the world ready for this change? I wonder?
There is a lack of understanding of the path of the individual…
Almost like a war against,
A war of ignorance.
It is not the easiest thing to follow the beat of your own drum sometimes,
Yet…
The most fulfilling path you will ever embark on.
The collective brings its own magic..and the tribal another…
And the individual has a place as well.
The individual brings its uniqueness,
An avenue so we do not have to hold on to the old paradigms,
Improvement, change, evolving…
Without it things would remain the same,
Which is fine too.
It is the unknown which is feared by most,
Security, being safe, sounds better, routine, that…known.
Anything different is a threat instead of a potential,
It is uncomfortable,
Not welcomed…yet refreshing deep down within…
Because you too probably hold some aspect of individuality within,
Which is being given permission to be,
If people are not ready for it you will be ostracized, outcasted, and judged.
But who cares?
The correct people for you to be around will not see you this way.
Somewhere someone decided that being the same is normal,
Yet through my eyes its quite unnormal.
There is beauty in both,
& there should be acceptance of both.
It is not the easiest thing to follow the beat of your own drum sometimes,
Yet…
The most fulfilling path you will ever embark on.

Author

My name is Gaia (Γαία) and I was born on the beautiful lush island of Kos, along the Aegean sea of Greece, where Hippocrates, the "father of medicine" was born. I am a writer (favorite being children's stories and fairy tales), artist, dancer, modern day Greek Mythologist, nature dweller, photographer, traveler, dreamer, and creator. I love creativity...I love all nature, especially trees.

One of my greatest joys is connecting people with nature in which I have spent most of my life in solitude contemplating and enjoying its wisdom, and empowering people to be their authentic selves, reconnecting them to their true essence and calling in life.

At the moment I am following my passion writing my fairy tale books.

"Lighthouses don't go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining."
-Anne Lamott

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