I did not always feel at home in myself.
For a long time, safety felt far away — like something I could see, but not touch.

Yet, in the forest, I found my way back.

Among moss-soft earth and the medicine of quiet, I remembered what it felt like to be held. The gentle hush of pine needles underfoot. Mushrooms tucked close to ancient roots. Sunlight slipping between branches like a secret only the trees could share. The distant movement of something wild in the understory.

The forest showed me what grounding could feel like — not as an idea, but as a homecoming.

This is the essence of Wildcrafted Rune — the rooted energy of return.
A place to remember your own belonging.
Where care for the body becomes care for the spirit.
Where the slow flicker of a candle, the warmth of oil on skin, the scent of earth and resin, can become an act of anchoring — of saying, I am here. I am safe. I am home.

And when we are rooted — truly rooted — something shifts.
The world opens.
The heart softens.
The meadow appears.

This is Essence of Earthing — the freedom that follows safety.
The wild, open dance between breath and sky.
Where you get to run barefoot through tall grass, let sound move through you, let your spirit expand and stretch its wings.
Here, energy work, sound healing, and elemental guidance become pathways to remembering your aliveness.

Forest and meadow.
Rooting and rising.
Safety and expansion.

I walk both.
And I invite you to walk with me — slowly, gently, in your own time.

With love and earth-bound light,
DelRae