The Call
What is calling me
Birds, mountains, trees
Sky, Spirit, sea
Who is me
What am I
What if I could fly
I’d travel light
My beating heart in flight
Radiate from above
Unconditional Love
To lift others high
Out of the “I”
The storm
Unconscious, forgotten light
A dream I hold
Asleep Awake
While Ego lurks and plots to take
The Oneness
The Source
All that is connecting me
Through Nature’s healing energy
Sitting in stillness
Silent within
I Listen
I hear the call
Birds, mountains, trees
Sky, Spirit, sea
Yearning to be
Truth
Wholeness
Love
My true identity
by Tanya Dunn
As a child, I was conscious of Nature. I was aware of her beauty, her acceptance, and her love. I trusted her guidance and I graciously accepted all of the gifts she bestowed upon me. Her trees offered me a place to climb up, sit beneath and frolic around. Her grass, a carpeted maze which held the wishes of the four leaf clovers. Her rivers were for adventures, oceans for body surfing and lakes for swimming. Her mountains were majestic, her forests fantastical. We were friends, sisters, companions. I was part of her and she of me. Our connection was soul deep.
Things started to change around my teenage years when my appreciation for her ways began to decline. There were times when I was destructive, as I saw her trees as a platform upon which to pound nails or carve my initials. And there was a time when I accidentally set her forest on fire. Her grass became uninviting, her rivers and lakes a place where mischief happened, her oceans a platform for bikinis and tanning, and her mountains for conquering. I took her for granted, devalued her presence and closed myself off to our relationship.
Despite my ignorance, she never judged or abandoned me and I was occasionally sent reminders of our connection (like the time in my early 20s when I briefly became one with her in Sequoia National Park after altering my consciousness with a tiny piece of paper I procured at a Grateful Dead show while traveling cross-country in a beat up old van with my now husband Brian). Although that moment was brief and the memory seemed to fade away over the years, I now understand that I was in the right place at the right time and that the experience never truly left my body.
Throughout the next couple of decades, I found myself spending a lot of time in Nature, yet still not being fully present. Trail running, hiking and cross country skiing kept me focused on time and heart rate, where walking kept me attentive to my free spirited dog and/or the worries in my mind. However, I do know that one cannot spend so much time in Nature without feeling, hearing, seeing or sensing something bigger than one self and at some point a seed had been planted in me that I unconsciously continued to feed and nurture. Eventually this seed grew into an idea to spend more time in Nature together with my family and soon after manifested as a cross country RV adventure where we spent 18 months traveling to National Parks and Monuments, Sacred and Historical sites and some of the most beautiful places in the world. That particular journey re awakened my soul and lead to the discovery of the broken links desperately needing my attention.
With this new awareness, I found myself seeking answers. Answers as to why I was here on this Earth and what I was supposed to do. I began walking my path, literally and figuratively as this became my priority in life. This path, the same one I had been on for years, suddenly appeared clearer, brighter, and more alive with the realization that Nature has always been my place of solace, contemplation, worship, faith, trust and never-ending support. Today I am living my passion through this work where I partner with Nature and her medicines and guide people through the doors of perception out into the Forest where the connections are made.
Peace of Nature Medicine Walks 