Le son des mouettes me réveille.
Their cries pierce the morning fog —
not as noise,
but as a summons.
In my dream,
a brown bear came to me.
Robuste. Imprévisible. Sacred.
Not chasing. Not threatening.
Just there — fully embodied, fully alive.
And now I’m awake,
standing at the edge
of something I can’t quite name.
📍Northernmost edge of western Japan.
Wind rising. Temperature falling.
But inside me?
A quiet ignition.
Shoes off.
Back straight.
I enter the forest.
It’s not just trees.
It’s a memory.
A mirror.
A threshold.
This isn’t just a walk in the woods.
This is a descent into the underworld
—my own.
Each step,
a stripping away.
Of labels.
Of masks.
Of anything I was told I needed to be.
The forest doesn’t care about your résumé.
It listens only to your breath.
I hear whispers in the wind:
“Can you meet yourself here?”
And then I remember —
this is the land of the Higuma (ヒグマ).
The brown bear of Hokkaido.
Ancient. Elusive.
Named for its element:
🔥 Fire.
And I feel it now —
that same fire,
burning quietly in my gut.
Not anger.
Not destruction.
But a fierce, purifying heat.
This is the kind of flame that forges new life.
The kind that makes you tell the truth.
The kind that doesn’t ask for permission.
The fire bear lives in me.
And maybe in you too.
Because we’re not here to stay small.
We’re not here to be tame.
We’re here to remember
our wildness.
Our instinct.
Our right to belong to the Earth
as she is —
raw, sacred, untamed.
If your soul is aching for something real —
for silence, for slowness, for the sacredness of being seen by the forest —
then maybe it’s time.
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We don’t promise comfort —
We promise truth.
Your wild is not lost.
It’s just waiting to be called back home.
