by Nate Long | Sep 8, 2025 | Illustration, Journey Work
Not mine, not the fire’s But the third spirit is ours;Safe in sacred light. The Keeper, the Kept, and the Spirit that Holds Them To own something is not to possess it. To truly own something is to enter into a “relationship” with it, assuming the...
by Nate Long | Sep 6, 2025 | Journey Work
Blood Moon From a velvet dark, I emerge,a crimson tide where the moonlight once was.My face, a mirror not of water,but of your deepest, hidden pains.I am the moment of honest reflection,of shadows brought to light. I feel the weight of every tear you’ve held...
by Nate Long | Aug 25, 2025 | Illustration, Journey Work
The Clay, the Seed, and the Arrow We stand on a threshold of mist,the past a faint echo, the future a whisper.Here is the clay we can mold,shaping potential with our hands,a constant becoming. This moment is the crucible,where the unwritten future holds all...
by Nate Long | Jul 22, 2025 | Journey Work
Walls built from our fearwe called it progress and power,but truth lay outside. Few dare to look out,where silence holds the mirrorthe self waits beneath. Courage turns us back,to whisper what we once knewthe world must be whole. Before memory, before even the sky had...
by Nate Long | Jun 20, 2025 | Illustration, Journey Work
When we enter into a ceremony, we do so with trembling hearts and open hands. We come as seekers, carrying the weight of our wounds and the fire of oaur longing. We kneel before the Mystery, offering our songs, our sweat, our silence. Some bring tobacco. Some bring...
by Nate Long | May 15, 2025 | Journey Work
A River Between One sees only fire,the other, a hearth aglow.Same flame, different eyes.What we fear or praisedepends on the gaze we cast.The water holds both. Two stand apart, facing one another, as if looking into a mirror. They are rooted in their own perception...
