Where The Wild Things Grow

This spoken word and song is about being held by life itself. It is a remembering that we belong to the earth and to the quiet pulse that moves through all living things. The words are an invitation to rest, to listen, and to let yourself be softened by the world that made you.

It carries the feeling of lying on the ground after rain, of breathing with the trees, of finding safety in something older than pain. It is for the moments when you forget you are part of everything, when you need to feel that the wild, breathing world still holds you close.

Reviews

So many layers of beauty and surrender. Thank you!

Oh I quite resonated to this. Such a lovely piece. I feel kin to the forest as well. Thank you for bringing me there. Your poetry is fine. So is your delicate voice here. Blessings! 🙏🏻😉🐿️

So Soothing and Beautiful.
Thank you, Madame For This.
❤️💙💛💚🌺🌺🌺👏👏👏👏

I appreciated the guided intro and the way your music enveloped me in peace. ✨

Even though the ocean is my preferred destination this walk in the forest was refreshing.
Thank you.