Team Building / Training
Daring teams to think Wildly and work differently together.
Wilderness Trips
Say yes to your Wild Spirit that is so ready for a little elbow room.
Because the world needs a lot more Wild.
The Wild Institute Founder, Chris Heeter
As a wilderness guide for more than 30 years, Chris Heeter brings her Wild perspective to help organizations work together more creatively, collaboratively, and courageously.
Featured above is the full 15-minute Flashpoint session from MPI’s World Education Congress. For a 2-minute video, visit the speaking page.
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Clients who have chosen the Wild Approach
Wild at Work enlivens organizations through perspective, hilarious stories, interaction, and Wild principals that help leaders, teams, and individuals be more creative, courageous, and collaborative.
Wild Thoughts
Weekly poems, musings, and dares designed to inspire leaders, teams, and your own Wild and precious life.
Fireworks.
People love em or hate em.
I would fall into the latter category.
Mostly for my dogs
who suffer through what has become
two weeks of inexplicable (to them) and random
explosions that go on into the early hours of the morning.
Fireworks.
People love em or hate em.
I would fall into the latter category.
Mostly for my dogs
who suffer through what has become
two weeks of inexplicable (to them) and random
explosions that go on into the early hours of the morning.
Hard rain.
The kind that pounds the ground and splashes up
caking low leaves in mud
spattering dirt into mosaic designs on higher foliage.
Five minutes later…
Bright sun.
Clear delicious air, the kind that only comes after rain.
Wind, even blue sky amidst the dazzling clouds.
This is a joyful poem.
I was going to write about poppies.
About the way they shoot skyward
then burst into color so rich
that you feel it as well as see it.
It was to be a simple poem
about being in the moment.
The poppies a lovely example
of something glorious and fleeting,
as their paper thin petals
last but a few days.
The birds start before dawn
when there is just a hint of light in the dark sky.
I like to think they are greeting the day
although there is a lot else going on to be sure.
From territory disputes to nest building
laying, incubating, or hatching
calling to one another
or, I’m just certain, singing because it’s morning.
It doesn’t matter how many decades I’ve been doing it.
Every single year, when I plant vegetable seeds
the size of a pin head into soil
I am mesmerized and astonished when they sprout.
Some are tenderly nursed along indoors
establishing some roots before they are set in the garden–
exposed, then, to elements
that both hinder and encourage their growth.