Where The Wild Things Roam

We live in a world where all space is shared. The air we breathe, the ground we walk — it’s not just ours. Even the most desolate of places have some sort of permanent resident, it might just be that we can’t see them. They exist, silent and alert. They feel our footsteps shake the earth, and hear our voices float through the dense quiet.

To join them is a privilege. If we step kindly, they’ll let us in on all of their secrets.The forests, the oceans, the rivers, the mountains… these are the area codes of mother nature, and where the adventurer inside of us comes out to play.

You need a few things, of course: An open mind, the willingness to explore, and a couple of good friends by your side.

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Drive for miles, until the eye catches something in the distance that feels right. Figuring out how to get there is where the adventure begins. A map will only lead you to the known, and we’re here to discover the unknown. When the road ends, this is where our feet will pick us up.

Run through the leaves and over the hills. Tiptoe across the river that separates one bank from the next. Be like the lost boys, and trek on with no fear, and with the curiosity of the kid that still lives in all of us. Go to the places that our everyday lives don’t present all that often, and do the things that stir up the butterflies. Face the raw form of nature, and find the magic that exists in a world unbeknownst to others.

Go to where the wild things roam.