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From the Wild She Comes...

Naked song

Quarantine Sessions: A Playlist of Music from Home…

NAKED SONG

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Shadow Woman

Read a story from the dark night…

Beneath the Waves

From our Forthcoming Album, From the Wild

Into the mystery

Take a dive into the wonderous wild…

Medicine Music for an Aching World…

A stark, starlit night.
Evergreen boughs paint the sky.
Sound of raven wings.

In the windswept reaches, that is where you will find Ariana Saraha & Fernando Medina, aka FLIGHT BEHAVIOR.

Weaving spells from the very fibers of life – starlight, storm and stone – Flight Behavior incants the songs and paints the rhythms of the unheard earth and the forgotten ancients.

Download and listen to their MUSIC, find them ON TOUR, and stay connected!

 “Their music will awaken something primal and ancient, instilling you with a sense of long-forgotten majesty.” 

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Words

 

When not singing, drumming, dancing, listening to birds, playing with plants, or adventuring into the wild, Ariana can often be found writing.

✦ A Story for the Dark Moon ✦

When I was in the very beginning of my “spiritual” path, I spent 3 years doing weekly dreamwork. Both of my parents were trained in the art, so I wasn’t a total stranger – but this was the first time I made a practice...

꧁❖SHADOW WOMAN❖꧂

I was 22 when I had my first mystical experiences (or 3, it could be argued, but there was a big gap in between 😉). One came to me in a dream: I dream I am in this small, black room, and I see no way out. But suddenly,...

❈ HOMECOMING ❈

While our hungry ghostsAnd the machine they createdDevour all that is beautifulStrange and wild I would like to see Beauty herselfbegin to do the devouring Eating all that is uglyAll that is festeringLet the walls be...

For Boulder… {grief medicine}

Sometimes grief moves in silence, a dark undertow too deep to fathom. Sometimes it is moments of bright grace, and tears that heal. Sometimes it is a screaming howl. Sometimes it's gratitude. Sometimes rage. Always...

Bounty & Loss…

As I type this, I have arrived in a very different habitat/ecosystem. My heart aches a bit for the wild forests I have left behind ~ soon to turn to dust and brown, all the while exclaiming one last display of...

On Naming…

Herein are just a few friends from my walk today...and some words about naming, and knowing the world around us: . . . I love naming things – not so I can check them off a list or file them off in a box somewhere, nor...

My Earth Mama

In the age of Covid, I find myself wishing we wouldn’t use this time to get more digital, but rather to get more earthy. I’ve started to wonder: since when, and why, has outdoor and hands-on work fallen so out of...
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