Day One in the Amazon Jungle: Pulled by the Full Moon

I've had trouble writing stories from my two weeks living with the Yawanawá tribe this July in the remote Amazon Rainforest, but this came through today... 


Day One:


Pulled by the full moon
Holding on tight
Speaking with my soul
In the dark of the night

My faith is low
Reaching towards the light
That illuminates my fears
And keeps me in fright.

Looking for something
To save me now
Surrender is the only option
If only I knew how.

Frantic, scared, grasping, 
horrified.
Counting the ways
I could have died

Stepping into the present
Calming my mind
Knowing the truth
The illusion of time

Stop with the panic
Stop with the fright
Call in the beauty
And the darkness of night

Of all I know,
This is true:
I am stuck on a boat.
Alone. With you.

The morning fog starts to disappear as the sun rises in the dry season of July. The non-profit, Indigenous Celebration, organizes a trip to the Mutum Village to visit the Yawanawá tribe in Acre, Brazil region of the Amazon Jungle. 

The morning fog starts to disappear as the sun rises in the dry season of July. The non-profit, Indigenous Celebration, organizes a trip to the Mutum Village to visit the Yawanawá tribe in Acre, Brazil region of the Amazon Jungle.