This is a beaitiful, gentle, thoughtful article..we are returning from a week in the bush where we both feel we have been dipped in holy waters, that our souls are re-natured now, and the term wild face is perfect. To sit by a stream, quiet... where a dragonfly lands on your knee, where a black rabbit bounds from sunburnt grasses, where a wallaby will walk up, curious, with her baby as if to say: i see your wildness! Is just the best gift...