Metamorphosis

She feels her kinship with the land take on a new energy, a pull from the belly, ancient bedrock’s call.   Her feet become deep roots thirsty for soil, her legs stems of a sunflower, spine the trunk of a mighty oak.   Reaching arms of lavender lilac branches around the sun, she blooms like … Continue reading Metamorphosis

Waking Up

A bear wakes up in spring and gets back to the business of living out loud and breathing fresh air and moving though the days with intention.   Maybe a person in spring can do the same and get back to the business of living and breathing and moving through the days with intention.   … Continue reading Waking Up

The Mystic: An Interview with Nabalo

 

 

A few months ago I sat down with Iris, founder of The Nabalo Lifestyle, for an interview that appeared in their most recent online magazine.  

You can download the full publication of Issue Three: The Mystic (and the back issues) here: The Nabalo Lifestyle Magazine 

 

 

Iris: Can you tell us a little bit more about the beautiful place that you call home?

Heidi: My family and I (myself, my spouse, and our six year old) make our home in the St. Croix River Valley, just to the west of the border between Minnesota and Wisconsin in the United States.  It’s a landscape full of lakes, rivers, bluffs, ancient glacial potholes, small towns, organic farms, and plenty of winding trails to explore all of it. We live in a little red house perched on the edge of a ravine on the shores of a tiny lake, with a large field just up the hill from the house that provides space for a large vegetable garden, several types of berry bushes, and an apple tree.  It’s all imperfect and takes a lot of work to maintain, but I love it here. Continue reading “The Mystic: An Interview with Nabalo”

To Dance With Mountains

What would it be like to dance with mountains?  To sway with the majestic alpine wildflowers that dot the valleys, or to listen to the whisper of clear snowmelt as it cascades to lower ground over a bed of stones smoothed to perfection?  To kiss the pine needles, to breathe the scent of ancient bedrock mystery?  Or to walk in step with the peaks that have been stripped of life, or the valleys that have been clearcut and left for dead? The toxic rivers, the tundra fracked of life, the homeless topsoil that can’t hold on?  How do we love our failed expectations alongside our beautiful victories? How can our defeats, our poor choices, and our monsters co-exist with our grace, our goodness, and our love? How do we embrace them all and hear what they have to say?

Dance with mountains.
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