Lately, I’ve noticed the same question spontaneously arising for me… what moves us to generate and transform once we feel so deeply relaxed, safe and abundant that fear is no longer the animating force?

1. The ways you struggle to cope in this modern world you’ll come to know are due to neurodivergences such as autism and ADHD and that they’re really manifestations of unique and precious gifts.

Oak,

you saw it

all.

The girl who didn’t know who she was,

grimacing behind a contorting mask of someone else.

I first noticed myself disappear in a coaching session 9 years ago.

I was sitting with a client and realised I hadn’t been there for most of the session - which of course means I’d come back to be able to notice the absence.

“You must learn one thing.

The world was made to be free in

Give up all the other worlds

except the one to which you belong.”

These words from David Whyte’s Sweet Darkness, one of my favourite poems, are playing around my mind today.

This week has been one of the most intense I’ve experienced for a long time… we’re in the final (final, final!) stages of rebirthing as Waking The Wild, inside and out, as well as every part of our ongoing business needing attention. As Jonathan described it: it feels like we’re surrounded by hungry mouths that need feeding.

I see an Italian tree in front of me. I thought it was a cypress but Google says no.

It calls to mind a summer spent sleeping under a fig tree in Ibiza. A summer of sun, sand, nudity, and living hand to mouth via the medium of art, graft and ingenuity. I was 7.

I’m undeniably open, bubbly, bouncy, full of joy and laughter, sprinkling rainbows and rose petals wherever I go.

If someone were to think the work we do matches my energy, they’d be in for a real shock.

The topic of ‘spiritual bypassing’ comes up fairly often in the work we do, particularly as we have students with two different world views which bring polar perspectives on this matter…

I haven’t shared any photos or details from my burial initiation this weekend, and I won’t be, but thought I’d share just this one with you as the big smile on my face as I make my grave put me in mind Mellissa Seaman’s words when I was a guest on her show…

It’s funny… the seemingly more challenging the initiations of the shamanic path my soul chose (believe me, my human did not choose it!) become, the more I see the truth of the words of one of my favourite quotes in the world…

As we close the doors to Waking The Wild Medicine ‘22, it felt timely to do a post like this (for the first time since 2019!)

I am not driven.

I don’t have strong will power.

I’m not Little Miss Commitment.

I’m about as flowing, “Oh look: shiny object!”, changeable, “Oooh, new idea!”, and capricious as it’s possible to be.

As we close the doors to Waking The Wild Medicine ‘22, it felt timely to do a post like this (for the first time since 2019!)

One of my longest running rituals is that of working with oils. I’ve used some form of oil cleansing most of my adult life and then more consciously adopted the Oil Cleansing Method some ten years or so ago.

I’ve been pondering what International Women’s Day means to me, if anything, and therefore what to say, if anything.

Like many autistic people, I’ve often been told I’m “too honest”. Lies feel like barbed wire on my skin, even so-called white ones. Half-truths make me feel like I can’t breathe.

My deepest devotion, my most powerful work, and my truest medicine is the one I speak about the least publicly.

I rarely share “money results” from our clients and students because they can be a distraction from what’s most important but I’m going to do so now because this is a good example of what’s most important.

For many years, I believed I wasn’t a people pleaser, a rare breed – especially as a woman, and there’s some truth in that…