Embracing Nature to Arouse the Instinctual Self

Arousing the instinctual self. I'm fascinated by those words. They tug me. Something about them feels like a beckoning onto a forbidden path. It feels mystical and edgy - timeless - somehow other worldly - except that it's not. It's startlingly here and now, shamelessly alive, earthy, feral and growling at me from deep within my chest. Something wild is awakening - something that has been here all along. Waiting. It's been quite a time. Circumstance arranged the furniture of my life of late to precipitate some significant shifts and turns. You never can tell what's coming or what it will do to you when it arrives. Perhaps if we knew, we'd run screaming from what feels like a full soul level assault as change has its way with us and we become something else. One thing is for sure. Something is emerging through human consciousness that is transforming us as it arises, and it will be uncomfortable only as long as we resist it, so why not turn towards it and embrace it as if our lives depended upon it? Nature is rising. The intelligence of this pulsing, exquisite world is nudging at us. She's so tender and mischievous, loving and succulent, violently powerful and expressive, undeniable and unfathomably vast. Quite how we've managed to tame ourselves off from all that we are as part of nature is beyond me, and yet for an experiment in disconnection and separation we've done amazingly well. We've become fascinated with ourselves to the point of self obsession - making, creating, discovering, exalting over what have been astonishing developments - but all the while forgetting that the fish, birds and beasts of this world have no choice but to suffer whatever quality of life they can create within their worlds that we carelessly pollute. And not just them. Us too. oceans-elisabetta-trevisan The instinctual self. What is that? A lower self? A higher self? Can we choose what that means and then live into it? The instinct to survive is strong, and yet it hasn't kicked in for humanity as we watch the weather go wild and refuse to acknowledge that it's only going to get wilder. The instinct to fit in and feel safe seems stronger - to maintain the status quo - to be as comfortable and insulated as possible whilst praying like mad that someone else is going to step up and make this whole damn mess go away. I'm going to redefine it in this moment. I'm going to say that our instinctual self is the part of our essence that is woven into the fabric of all nature - our planetary self - the part that is vibrating with the essence of pure aliveness and the intelligence of every living thing - the part that has never been, and can never be, separate from the planet that lives and breathes us. Within me, it feels like liquid fire. It is the very essence of the word essential. In fact I don't think there is a word that can describe it. A lightening strike perhaps - something of that brilliance yes, only that's far too temporary. Nope, I don't have a word - but I know that if I gave it my full attention, stopped shearing away from it because its intensity burns and terrifies me - it would transform me into something completely other. Something that for want of a better phrase I am simply calling my planetary self - the Self that I think life is trying to awaken within us all so that we feel our indivisibility from all life so completely that we inevitably shift identities from careless destroyers to the consciously cooperative, brilliantly creative and reverent protectors of our fragile and precious world. Can you feel it? I feel it so fiercely I can birthinghardly stand it, and I don't think I have a choice but to let it take over and to hell with the consequences. What do I want anyway? To stay this overly conditioned, fearful version of a woman that shies away from full throttle living or to allow nature to re-educate me from the toes up and from the inside out as to what it means to be truly, throbbingly, responsively, incandescently alive? I choose the latter - although it feels very much like dying as what I'm not burns off and what's more intrinsic and less known takes over. I say yes and I want all of us to say yes, because what we really are as women, is needed. Enough playing disconnected and safe - it's allowed us to get to where we are and where we are is crippling life, so very simply - it - and we - cannot - go on - like this. There are ways of more consciously calling forth that liquid fire and of drenching ourselves with aliveness that is encoded with evolutionary wisdom. Natures intelligence has been pulsing through us every second of our lives, but we have been blinded to it, severed from it, misdirected in how we think and where we place our attention and value. What if we collectively call it forth? What if we choose to turn towards the rising tide and not just say yes to it, but give it full permission to take us over and powerfully re-educate us so that we can finally know what we are and what we're for? Planetary beings, with planet sized hearts, capable of a planetary love so complete that we cannot allow for anything other than full ecological restoration to be our legacy. That is my new definition of a human being and I for one, know that that is what I am becoming - and if I am, then you are too. On Tuesday we start a new path with our global tribe of treesisters. The Forest of the Wild Feminine - Embracing Nature to Arouse the Instinctual Self - a 5 week journey of deeply experimental collective seeking for the keys to unlock our conditioned selves and let life and natures intelligence take over. I want to know what happens when women en-masse bow to something greater and let it flow through, taking everything that we're not, out with it. I want to know how much more deeply we will give ourselves in surrender when we are holding hands and bowing to the deeper, mutable feminine nature that knows itself woven into the very fabric and tides of this world. I want to know what becomes possible when woman steps out from beneath her conditioning and becomes all that she was born to be. So I will show up and offer my gifts to you, such as they are - alongside the stunning creatress and co-teacher of this course, my partner in TreeSisters Edveeje Fairchild - and we will discover together what becomes possible when we step into forest and allow for natures intelligence to become our compass, mentor, lover and guide. Are you with us? I sincerely hope so. It's here - The Forest of The Wild Feminine - Embracing Nature to Arouse the Instinctual Self xxClare www.treesisters.org FWF - Header newsletter2 dsc004060002Clare Dakin is the founder of TreeSisters– a UK based charity evolving at the intersection of feminine emergence and ecology. She lives between New England and England – currently Gloucester MA. She is an explorer, a free radical, a learner and teacher of body based listening, with a passion for nature, nurture and being astounded by life. Art by Elisabetta Trevesan