Holy…

When I read the book Big Magic a few years back I was struck by the point that we must save some things for frivolous fun.  We can’t commercialise all of our pleasures, passions or joys in order to survive. 

I reflected on all the times in my life simple things that brought me joy I had turned around to sell.  At the time I was at Pottery School, and so I deliberately gave myself the freedom to create for the sheer joy and love rather than thinking I had to do ‘something’ with it.  I saved it for me.  For pleasure, for laugher, for connection and community.  We laughed, cried, ate cake, solved first world problems, and crafted like wild women.  Creative expression is a vital part of the innate feminine life force that must remain free from constraint.   

My coaching practice is in this category too.  It’s my life’s work, a representation of me, my passion, my mission, my soul purpose.  The breath of divinity.  It’s how I healed myself and now how I support others. 

I can’t commercialise it.  I can’t push it.  I can’t pump it out.  It just me.  It’s not a mass production of anything.   I’m on and off.  People notice when I am at it creating and offering, and other times I’m quiet and missing.  I flow with my inner seasons and cycles.  

When you work with me... it’s just me and you.  In that moment, everything is about you.   My work is intimate.  We transform the mundane into the sacred, and the sacred into the holy.

Coaching, spiritual teaching, healing, growth, and emotional embodiment is a one-on-one practice.   

All my teachings are embodied.  A path I have walked deeply inside of myself.  I inspire through my daily walk... wild.earth medicine.  It’s the work of holy women.