If I believed in signs

If I believed in signs

It’s time for me to put one foot in front of the other and walk this path — a solo trip for now. So, I thank all of you who have shown up as best you can, as have I. That’s all we can do in the moment, isn’t it? I may still share tales of my experiences from time to time and invite you to join me. 

Thank you, my lovely Wild Woman, it has been my great pleasure to see your light. 

17/11/11 11:11

17/11/11 11:11

I just realized today how lucky I am that my father did not serve on active duty. He and my uncle (who served in the Navy and who eventually married my Dad's sister) had just volunteered to go to Japan when the war ended. So many men came home from both Great Wars and were never the same.

There's a fire in my belly

There's a fire in my belly

’ve come to understand that although we are all Wild Women, we cannot fully immerse ourselves in our divine feminine and be the walking embodiment of whom are meant to be if we don’t first heal our Wounded Wild Child.

Honouring the Inner Child

Honouring the Inner Child

There is a wounded child in each of us. No matter our childhood circumstances, we have all experienced not getting what we needed and traumatic events that have closed us off and made us afraid to step into our light. We do whatever we can to avoid our darkness, because we are terrified to feel, afraid to admit our little girl was left behind.

Burn after releasing?

Burn after releasing?

The other day we were talking about journaling and she touched on recommending to a client that she NOT keep her old journals, as she had done so much healing and why keep (both figuratively and literally) hanging onto this old weight? “What is this heresy?” my ego questioned, eyebrow arched.