At The Wild Edges

Intentionally losing my mind

Well it seems as if it's going to happen anyway. May as well do it with intent!

Here's March's voice message, this time from a fallen willow tree. This means there's some natural background noise and hopefully it won't interfere with your listening.

I mention some YouTube videos in this one and promised to put links here:

1. All Cats Are Black

2: "Love, Mummy"

3: Now You Are Free

And if you'd like to join in the conversation, reach me at Instagram or through my website. 

Starting afresh with the lunar new year

Any excuse for a fresh start; this time with commitment! Here's February's voice note from me to you.

I'm bringing together all the pieces. Celebrating a sense of wholeness and feeling excited to explore what comes next.

The new, improved website gets a mention and I try, with varying degrees of success, not to speak too fast in my enthusiasm for talking to you again.

 

 

That slightly awkward catch-up

Y'know when you've left it just a little too long to be entirely comfortable? That.

But here I am, with some news and thoughts, resetting my podcast brain cells to 'active'.

From the woods on a sunny day.

New name, new season. A voice note from me to you, talking about my Wild Temple and what moments of devotion I've found there this week. Trees, plants, flower essences and some sheep on backing vocals. 

Diving, not drowning

I've been turning to all sorts of things to keep me engaged, informed and positive as the human world continues its crazy dance. 

 

 

We cannot give what we do not have

There's a point in this where I sound as if I'm about to say,"And this...is a little number called 'Novels of Acquaintance'..." and burst into pub-singing. Don't worry, I wouldn't do that to you.

Instead, I'm talking about emotional labour, doing it willingly, but recognising a need for respite. For sanctuary.

 

 

Alignment and the path to sanctuary

I've stopped thinking that our need for rest, beauty and freedom is about burying our heads in the sand. It brings me peace, strength and a vision of a better way. That makes some level of sanctuary, an essential for our times.

The end of the road (not that one)

I've reached the end of the road and here - under a big full moon - is why I'm glad about it.

Rewild

A little extra spoken intention for the Dark Moon. 

Catching up

It seems like the number 2020 is a valid excuse for not doing anything when you thought you'd be doing it, so...that.

A catch-up before a new start. Ten minutes from a fallen tree somewhere in a hedge, because that's how I like to record.