All photography; Muir Collection

Open To Your Wild Heart

Inanna, land within the Grampians National Park, is a threshold for launching into your wild self, remembering the wild song of your own heart and feeling wholly a part of the natural world. Inanna is also Jon and Suzy Muir's home. Together they have been facilitating wilderness adventures and experiences for small groups for over 15 years. Jon has been guiding people into wild places for over 35 years.

Whilst the experience of wilderness has been a lifelong passion for  both Jon and Suzy, for the last 20 years they have also balanced their adventures with planning and establishing several sustainable food and energy systems, one of which is documented in the film, 'Suzy and the Simple Man.'

 Jon and Suzy design bespoke, off track wilderness adventures to suit the needs and aspirations of small groups. Jon is the primary guide and brings decades of extreme adventure to life in animated stories around the fire each night.

Suzy's skills as a nature guide developed through decades of wilderness adventures and  the intimacy of nurturing vegetables, herbs and trees. A deliberate daily practise of immersion within the natural world has become essential to her sense of self. Suzy offers small group experiences at Inanna including; Edible Weed and Bushtucker Walks, an Introduction to Animal Tracking and Grampians Botanical Workshops where you learn to harvest herbs and make your own herbal skin care products.

Jon's lifetime of adventure, as recognised by the Australian Geographic Society, has allowed the natural world shape him into the spirit of the neolithic hunter and gather, a semi-nomadic food grower and an insightful philosopher and historian. Jon also practises daily meditation in the forest at Inanna.

I thought the earth remembered me
She took me back so tenderly
Arranging her skirts
Her pockets full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before,
a stone on the riverbed,
Nothing between me and the white fire of the stars,
But my thoughts
and they floated light as moths
Among the branches of the perfect trees
all night I heard the small kingdoms
Breathing around me.
The insects and the birds
Who do their work in darkness.
all night I rose and fell,
as if water, grappling with luminous doom.
By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times
Into something better.
— Mary Oliver