Return to your wild roots of wanderlust, freedom, and earth-wisdom.
Luna Fera is for the wanderers, WWOOFers, nature lovers, and freedom-seekers – those drawn to the wild path and the wisdom of the land. Here, we write of slow travel, sacred places, food, and fierce feminine resilience.
This is my living travel journal: a map of movement and meaning. Rooted in wonder and reconnection, Luna Fera follows the footsteps of a woman reclaiming her place in the natural world through alternative living, intuition, and synchronicity. It’s a journey into the wild feminine – where every encounter with land or culture becomes a quiet spell of remembrance.
To live wildly is to live awake – to move in rhythm with the earth, to listen deeply, to belong to yourself again. Luna Fera is a home for that remembering.
This is your reminder:
you are the storm, the sun, and the soil – reclaim your wild.
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Rewilding the Self: A Sacred Return Through Feminine & Masculine
To rewild is to remember who we were before we were told.
What if rewilding wasn’t just about living off-grid or closer to the land – but about returning to the original architecture of your soul?
We speak of sacred polarity like it’s a mystical dance — feminine and masculine, yin and yang, earth and sky.
But somewhere along the way, these energies were tamed.
Their edges dulled. Their stories rewritten..We were taught the feminine was soft or small, delicate.
The masculine, hard, harsh, unyielding.
So we shrank. We armored up. We quieted our instincts, contorted ourselves to fit, and wore masks that kept us accepted – but never whole. But the wild doesn’t fold itself to fit the frame.
The wild remembers.The rewilded feminine is not just running barefoot in a field — she’s blood, and bone, root, and ritual.
She creates from the void.
She leads from the body, from rhythm, from breath.
She doesn’t wait to be invited. She knows when it’s time.The rewilded masculine is not simply a woodsman or wanderer — he’s witness, anchor, protector, pathfinder. He knows the shape of his shadow. He sits by the fire and listens to the dark. He builds temples in the forest. He knows his own edges and chooses presence anyway.
To rewild is to let both energies return to their true shape. Not how we were taught. Not how they were sold. But how they move through you when no one’s watching. When you stop performing and start listening.
So go barefoot. Grow food. Build fires.
Sing off-key. Speak up. Be still.
Say yes to what moves you.
Say no to what costs you your aliveness.This is the wilderness within.
This is the sacred polarity, untamed and unfiltered.
This is Luna Fera — where myth meets moss,
and freedom smells like sun baked earth.
But wildness doesn’t end at the edge of the forest.
It lingers in your hands – in the way you stitch spirit into color and shape the unseen into form.
And that, wild one, is a story for another moon . . .
Let your wildness become expression
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