As a forager, these winter days are for rest – or at least, that's what my body tells me. But I don't think I'm alone in finding rest challenging. True rest requires sitting with what's present, and what's present is that I don't find it so easy to be a person in these (literally and figuratively) heavy, dark days.

The name The Wild Path is a spell, a story, an incantation, an invitation. I've returned to these three words throughout my life - whenever I've felt like an alien in the world, whenever I've needed a reminder of what matters, whenever I've needed courage. The image of the wild path is the deepest intention at the heart of my life & work. If you, too, are trying to forge your own way through the unknown of life, seeking meaning below the surface - perhaps this spell is for y