to breathe wild into deep living


Fullest and richest experiencing of the kind described by Zen Buddhists, semanticists, and phenomenologists includes at least the following aspects:

1) The good experiencer gets ‘utterly lost in the present,’ to use Sylvia Ashton-Warner’s beautiful phrase. He loses his past and his future for the time being and lives totally in the here-now experience. He is ‘all there,’ immersed, concentrated, fascinated.

2) Self-consciousness is lost for the moment.

3) The experiencing is timeless, placeless, societylesss, historyless.

4) In the fullest experiencing, a kind of melting together of the person experiencing with that which is experienced occurs. This is difficult to put into words but I shall try below.

5) The experiencer becomes more ‘innocent,’ more receptive without questioning, as children are. In the purest extreme the person is naked in the situation, guileless, without expectations or worries of any kind, without ‘shoulds’ or ‘oughts,’ without filtering the experience through any a priori ideas of what the experience should be, or of what is normal, correct, proper, right.

6) One especially important aspect of full experiencing is the abeyance of importance-unimportance.

7) In the good instance fear disappears. The person is then nondefensive.

8) Striving, willing, straining tend to disappear. Experience happens without being made to happen.

9) Criticism, editing, checking of credentials or passports, skepticism, selecting and rejecting, evaluating- all tend to diminish.

10) This is the same as accepting, receiving, trusting it, letting it happen, being without will, noninterfering, surrendering.

11) All of this adds up to laying aside all the characteristics of our most prideful rationality, our words, our analysis, our ability to dissect, to classify, to define, to be logical. All of these processes are postponed.

…….Abraham Maslow

love that word wild when it’s synonymous with soul food, kissing Sundays, rooted mantras, fearless star-gazing, crazy impracticalities, unfiltered gratitude, limitless forgiveness…..may you revel in the aliveness glimpsed in the terribly beautiful essentialities…..

The way to maintain one’s connection to the wild is to ask yourself what it is that you want. This is the sorting of the seed from the dirt. One of the most important discriminations we can make in this matter is the difference between things that beckon to us and things that call from our souls……Clarissa Pinkola Estes

wild is the new wisdom

To be fully human is to be wild. Wild is the strange pull and whispering wisdom. It’s the gentle nudge and the forceful ache. It is your truth, passed down from the ancients, and the very stream of life in your blood. Wild is the soul where passion and creativity reside, and the quickening of your heart. Wild is what is real, and wild is your home. Right now, I urge you to unravel the listless, rigid parts, and feed your wild, because i is the wild you, not the barely alive, embedded-into-routine, zombie-like you that is now struggling for air…..Victoria Erickson

4 thoughts on “to breathe wild into deep living

    • and it moves with our inner knowing that shifts and feeds us from prayer and living….these bones are far from heavy and inert….they move and dance the wildness of time……with dreams of white, light snow……to you Bobbie…..

  1. Where the Wild Things Are, is a children’s book I have read many times to my children and grandchildren, and its cover often catches my eye in bookstores. In all our chasing after culture, and civilization we forget about the wild things, the place where the root of romance and love begin, the face that launched 1000 ships,,. the Minotaur and the Labyrinth. The universe is not settled, in fact it is wilder than ever, and enjoys its Novas and every expanding Nebulae! Yes, where the wild things are is bound to be fun … let the Spirits of the forest, the Gnomes, Sylphs, and Elves come knocking in the morning. I am sure the Snowy Owls know they are there!

    • love the spirit of this wise calling……so many traps around us to lull our wildness into tight little boxes… those moments when we know we are unlocking our own cages, when we say enough!….nothing but wide open sky…….find your wild g.f.s….

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