Sunday, December 7, 2014

Come Step into the Wild with Me . . . A Holiday Special just for you!

Beautiful Wild Woman...

My friend Sue Ann Gleason  said to me yesterday she's the type of person that buys these kinds of decks (angel and tarot decks) and leaves them on her book shelf and that keeps her from purchasing more. I thought a lot about what she was asking and her request for connection with me over the deck. She said that a 20 minute session with me would be a "no brainer". I thought a lot about this, and found myself wandering in this wonder-filled idea. And so I make a special holiday offer to you (and to you Sue Ann!)

I used to do the same thing, buy decks and keep them on my book shelf, and would have LOVED to talk with the creator or even anyone about how to do it or what they are about or even questions about me and using the cards to do it.

So here's the deal, if you buy a set of the Wild Woman Mystery Cards by Monday, December 15th, 2014, I will give you a 20 minutes with me absolutely free, where you can have a reading, or ask me any questions you like about the cards so they don't just sit on your shelf, but that you really REALLY use them. We can do this by skype or telephone or FB chat or even email. We will set aside a time together and just do it. Informal, sacred and profound. You and me.

 If this is you and you want these cards and would love to talk with me about them... then hit the link and make your purchase. When you get your confirmation of your order, just hit reply and say.. "Elizabeth, it's me, Wild Woman. When can we connect about the cards" or something to that affect and I'll set you up with a time. I'll know you are part of the tribe and have seen this offer, or have a friend who has told you about it and that's good too! Definitely spread the joy. It's open to all Wild Women.  How does that sound?

Go here to buy your Wild Woman Mystery Cards  now. Don't miss this rare opportunity! I can't wait to talk with you and share the cards with you ... and answer any questions you have. I'm so excited!

Go get them Wild Woman. Let's create magic together! (and yes, you can buy them for a friend. Just tell me who and I'll write up a little note telling her about her free 20 minutes with me.

What a great Christmas gift for your self or dear friend.

Thanks for asking Sue Ann. :) I think you spoke the words of many. Buy your deck here and get your free 20 minutes with me now.

Can't wait to hear your voice Wild Woman!

Yours in the wild,

With love,

~Elizabeth xo

About Elizabeth MacLeod

 Your wild is an endangered species.
 I'm here to help you set her free!


It's your birthright to be who you are
What are you waiting for?

Visit my portal for some cool and free wild stuff!

Sunday, November 9, 2014

One Great Way to Free your Wild Self from the Past

I finally landed in my new home by the sea..... It is unbelievable, and undeniably a crazy experience to MOVE! 14 years in one place, means so many precious treasures... but, none the less, an opportunity for letting go and opening into.... And let go I did... even a picture drawn of me by a street artist in Italy (pictured above) when I was 19 years old traveling with my mother by pack back. (I carried the pack!)

It was in her house since then and although I had it after her death for the past 10 and a half years, I never put it on the wall! So, after putting it aside, for a while, throwing other things out, some easliy and some a little more difficult... and not sure if it should go, as I neared the end of this journey at my old house and consciously knew I was opening to the new...

I asked myself... Is this yours.. or your mom's memory?

I smiled. It was partly mine... but it wasn't mine to hold onto. It wasn't my precious spot like it was to her.

and so... I took this pictures.... and...

I put it in the truck to go to the dump.

WOW. And I felt it. Emotionally. As if it was tangible. A conscious decision. A hard decision. A good decision. A decision filled with good-bye.

And yet, a loved decision. Filled with it. Appreciation abundant. And so, it is now gone...along with 2 truck loads of stuff to the dumpity dump! Have you ever done that?... Just let go! What a feeling. Not easy... lots of downs and end of the rope kind of emotions ... and yet, when done, it clears things out in a way you could now describe until it's done.

A brave release into the depths of my own Universe. A beautiful tribute to a life well lived and waiting for more to come. Opening into more beauty.

These were really my mothers memories... not mine. I mean, I did have the experience...but it wasn't the picture I had on my wall for many years... it was a picture SHE had on HER wall for many years.

We need to carry our own memories and keep with us what is dear to us... and not hold on to the memories that are dear to others. That is for them to do....


When in doubt, ask yourself ... "Is this my memory, or someone elses'?"

Your answer will give you the direction you need to go.

Even if it means, letting go of something your mother or someone dear to you, loved doing with you. She'll still love you. And she wants you to have your own memories. Let yourself have your own memories. They feed you, nurture you, bring light to you...

Even if it means, sending it to the dumpity dump, dump!

In a magical moment... transformation swirls... and creation rings with truth …

Yours in the wild,

~Elizabeth xo

About Elizabeth MacLeod
Founder of Wild Woman Enchanted
Creatrix of the Wild Woman Mystery Cards

Your wild is an endangered species.
 I'm here to help you free her!


It's your birthright to be who you are
What are you waiting for?

Visit my on-line portal at: 
Lots of free wild things there for you

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Move Wild Woman Move ... Here's Why!

Dear Beautiful Wild Woman . . .

In just a few short days, I'm moving to live by the sea…. I can hardly wait. And the animal life and the great huge stones and the moving Ocean Goddess just out my front door is so wild, it's like I'm right inside it.  And two Eagles live in the tall tree next door!) I feel like I'm being called home.

And, I'm going to miss my enchanted woods and all that I learned here from the wilderness of the forest, the bears, the deer, the rats and mice and chipmunks and little grass snakes scooting by (if they made it by my little lioness Reilly). It's so still, ancient, wise, and grounding in the woods. It was beautiful to be here. And so many wishes came true her on this land.  Must be because of all the urban sunflowers that grew so beautifully here ;) .

I have a new appreciation and love of trees as well. I feel like I am leaving my friends. I could tell you some cool stories . . . Remind me to tell you the one where the tree bent over for me one day. *sigh* such fullness. Being nurtured in the wild, there is nothing like it. I always felt like they were watching over me….And Reilly loved it too.They watched over her too. She's still here at 14 years old and being outside. Here she is, watching over 'her' land, keeping us protected and safe. Daisy always watched her out the window. And if she got out, Reilly would appear out of the blue from wherever she was in the forest and run in the door to get me so I would know. Looking after her family.  She looks so wise here, don't you think?!


There are so many treasures in our homes and so many you find when you pack up your home!

Taking this with me to my new home by the sea  … My niece made it for me when she was around 5 years old.

I had a beautiful black with a little bit of white cat named Caleigh at the time who she adored… Caleigh liked her too (me three!) . . . 

And when she gave it to me she said "I made it for you last year Lizzie, but I couldn't give it to you until now because I loved it too much"  ….. 

You know how when you move you let go of things and throw things out and start fresh… Well, I'm doing that, with many things… brutal throwing out… but then I came to this shelf…. and smiled a huge smile… so not with this little gem…She's coming with me!


And I keep finding these little gems as I pack up my home of 14 years and get ready to move on Tuesday… Here is my Mom's favorite cook book… the Joy of Cooking.

She gave one to me when I left home as I think many Mom's did back then . . .  but I kept this when she died because of all the things she kept inside… like… she wrote, "my favorite cookbook. Engagement gift from Mrs. MacLeod and Margaret (Muckie) . 1957."

 And she even wrote in the back of it that my brother Stuart was 61/4ft on March 5, 1976. And how to cook a turkey dinner for 24 people that she wrote about in 1966…

She did a lot of these kind of things… like we were suppose to find them. Like little treasures of her, many, many years later. I mean, really how does one throw this stuff out?

So, I didn't. She too, is coming with me. I will still  have 2 'Joy of Cooking' in my home. She didn't make the cut!


There is something very special about moving ... something deep and timely, something wonder filled... something that takes you on a journey, no matter what you 'think' you are doing!

I get to remember, to forget, to let go, to attach. I get to find new ways, clear things out, and just say "fuck it" and throw it in the box, because I just can't do it anymore.

I get to go to bed and dream about newness. I get to walk around my home and feel gratitude for oldness.

I get to be excited about a new path. (Oh, the freshness I get to experience) And feel sadness about leaving my old one. (Like the day I felt sad when I realized that my Mom wouldn't know where I lived. She knew and loved this place and doesn't know the new one. She died 10 years ago. A new level of grief, unexpected and realized.

All of this. Every wild moment, seems to be an adventure, changing like the tides as I embrace my whole life, sort it in to boxes, and find it again when it's time to place it somewhere meaningful and full of love.

This is a time I get to reassess what's important to me, connect with what matters, and release any expectations.

Today, I think, maybe we should 'move' more often so we can let ourselves go wild inside and look around our home and see our wildness strewn all over the place! Yes, the wild ... she's everywhere. And when you are moving... she IS everywhere. In your house. In your bed. In your dreams. In your boxes. In your aching body. In your movement. In your exactness. In your lackadaisical mood. In your 'fuck it'. In your 'Oh, this is so cute, I have to keep it because I love it and how it makes me feel'.


The wild is having her way with me as I do what it takes to move homes. The home in myself is reassess. My heart gets opened and closed. My brain gets baked. My body gets overdone. My soul lights on fire. My spirit breathes a new breath. My voice sings many songs.

And although I'm tired with so much to do, I admit, the excitement ways out the stresses it brings to face your life in this way. I'm in love with my wild life. I love what I'm leaving. And I love where I'm going. And yeah, sometimes I'm not in love with the present moment, when I just don't know whether I should pack that 'thing' or not to pack that 'thing'... but in the end, the outcome is perfection as I continually birth anew.

And, I'm taking the lesson and gifts in...

Blessed be Wild Woman. Blessed be.

With love,


PS  ... And with all this that is happening... I just exported 15 ten minutes videos for my new online Wild Woman E-course that is coming up ... there really is something about 'moving' that really makes you move... on all levels!!!


About Elizabeth MacLeod
Founder of Wild Woman Echanted
Creatrix of the Wild Woman Mystery Cards

Your wild is an endangered species.


I'm here to help you free her
and anchor your capacity  ...


Visit my on-line portal at: 
Lots of free wild things there for you

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Falling Face First in the Mud is the Messiest - And it's Where you Find this - That is if you are Brave


It is for those whose faces fall flat in the mud and pulled themselves out. Those people who say things like…. oh' just let it go', 'if it doesn't kill you it makes you stronger', or 'I just say to myself blah blah blah' blah'  ….    Tell these folks to take a hike.

For those of us who have tripped and had a hard time getting up again, with swollen ankles and scraped knees…. wounded hearts…  we know differently. We know we will rise again because we know the path, but we also know that we will be covered in the mud, face flat hardly breathing, driven into the kind of pain that rips you apart and takes the guts of your insides with it.

But we know, because we are still here, that we will rise up through the fire of hell on Earth. That there is something greater that helps us pull through....  But for those who live on the surface, in the grey zone, thinking they are happy and have it all figured out…. maybe they think they are doing it… but it's not true wisdom…They are the ones that  talk the talk but don't walk the walk….. Don't get confused by these people.

Wisdom is attained through being torn upside down and somehow coming right side up again. It comes from screaming and crying and holding on for dear life and letting go and falling down so fast and hard that you couldn't breathe when you hit the floor. Bam! With a gasp that barely finds air.

What I've learned has come from broken hearts, scraped knees, tornadoes of the soul and deflated spirit. It comes from falling down a hole so big I couldn't find my way to the stairs to get me up. It's come from not knowing a thing anymore because the floor was ripped away from my feet just when I needed it most. It comes from not knowing how to love again when my heart has been smashed beyond repair. And it comes from rising, when I didn't think I could. From being brave enough to find where it's safe again. From letting someone hold me in my most vulnerable places. From allowing my self to be seen, even if I felt as if I was going to die from it.

This is what guts are made of. Guts of the soul. Guts of life. Guts of bravery. Guts of a flaming heart. Guts of a Wild Woman.

And I wouldn't change it. I wouldn't change it because it made me who I am and what I love about where I've arrived and who I've become. I know that everyday I'm becoming … even more. It is a journey without destination.

But had someone told me some words of empty so-called wisdom... when my face was down in the mud, covered in dirt and missing a shoe I would have known they hadn't passed through the initiation into their own life. That they were living a fantasy from which they felt they should rise, not from where they actual rose. That their falseness had no place in my blatant reality.

You see, the thing is… you can feel it when a person says they know or when they have the ability to just be with you, and see you. Trust this knowing, even face down in the mud...or rather because you are face down in the mud.

I might think I want to be 'fixed' or to allow it to just pass by, but who would I be with out the dark night of the soul. It has brought me deep into the depths of my life, deep into the places that can only be reached when you trip on your path or find yourself, bum flat, heart burning, tears aching. It's then  the you that you are becoming finds her way onto her path like no one could ever tell you… and it's then that all that you need comes to you, because you are where you are suppose to be. How could I have ever written the Wild Woman Mystery Cards, without first being face down in the mud, covered by the earth, and buried in pain, traveling the trenches, seeking that which I needed to find and then pass it along?

How could I have loved my self now, had I not been real about what I was feeling?

I admit, I have been fortunate to have the best friends. Without them, I don't know if I would have made it through some of the rights of passage in my life…. but ultimately, I also know, it's what I needed to allow me to step into my destiny, with fervor and peace and excitement… cause I know, what it's like on the other side.

As one of my Shaman teachers said to me one day while working together "With that much pain, there is much joy on the other side." She said it just at the right moment. After tears that could fill the universe and anger that could rip out a heart. But I knew she knew. I could see it in the light in her eyes, in the conviction of her tone, in her wise timing with me, and the smile on her face. A compassion filled with hard won wisdom and knowing. It was real. Her words had teeth. Her wisdom reached inside. She knew.

Know this Wild Woman ... Be brave. Do what is right for you. Honor all those places and don't let even one person skim over it like it was the cream on the latte. It is not. It is hard and not to be skimmed over like it never happened and hidden like you can't say it. No. It is what it is. No lies. No fantasy. It's real.

Be brave. Let your self feel your reality and know it is where hard won wisdom is born.

Seek those who also have mud and guck on their faces from the depths of the journey and lived in the horror of some strange freak turn in their life. It's those people you want to be part of your tribe.

They are the ones that have the compass.

With love.... real, deep love.... 


~Elizabeth xo


About Elizabeth MacLeod
Founder of Wild Woman Enchanted
Creatrix of the Wild Woman Mystery Cards

Your wild is an endangered species. 


I'm here to help you free her
and anchor your capacity  ...

Visit my on-line portal at: 
Lots of free wild things there for you

Saturday, August 2, 2014

What Does your Wild Heart Need? Here's a Simple Way to Find Out.

Summer is here. The sun shining. The moon over head sliding down into the ocean at night. What do I need? I ask my wild heart. What else do I need?

I move over to the Wild Woman Mystery Cards. Its been such a hard week. I was hit with a major SPAMMER/SPAMMERS that took down the on-line store and spammed me, my on-line store and my emails until the cows came home. It was so brain draining and highly stressful. But as I get it all together again, and all back to normal, I wonder, what do I need to heal after such an assault on my virtual on-line home? Because it is a home . . . filled with passion, love and a tribe I adore.

I feel lazy after all the brain drain and being on the computer, so I go over to my website to see which card comes forward to answer my question…. "What do I need to heal after such an assault on my passion?"

I receive Wild Woman Home!!!!!  Okay, I smile in the 'rightness' of it all. Couldn't have been a better card. The spammers assaulted my on-line home, my sanctuary and passion, a place where the wild thrives. They hit my heart. I'm tired, worn out, and brain dead. Feeling like I need a Staycation as my friend Michelle would say!

But the card is PERFECT!

"Do not take your life for granted" the card says. That is what I really got from this card. Not only do I need to just chill in my home, but, I need to really appreciate all the goodness around me. Somehting like these spammers, wasn't even on my radar, so they showed me how grateful I am for what I have and what I am surrounded with. They also helped me protect my home well, as now, they can't get through. *Big sigh of relief* 

Today, I want to ask you… with all you've done and been through in your week, what do you need?  Ask your wild heart to speak to you. 

Take a deep breath. 

Center your self. 

Set your intention. 

Ask "What do I need?" 

Now . . . 

(a new card will appear each time you reload the page so you can do this anytime)

Read the card. 

Ask yourself… how does it fit? 

Tell us in the comments below . . . 

For me, I am taking it to heart. I'm going to stand in a shower and cleanse and release, and then draw a bath, crawl in and let myself remember internal kindness. After all the spamming and the sheer questioning of why anyone would want to do something like this to little ol' me in the grand scheme of cyber space . . . I mean, who am I to them? 

I quickly realize however, it doesn't matter. It's done. I learned A LOT. They became teachers for me actually if the truth be told. One was, that I could in fact fix it….another in that, I really learned a lot about the back end of all the stuff that happens and how to make it even better, as that's what these things do…and I got this card to remind me, how great it all is in the larger scheme of things.

And my on-line home now is very secure, safe, loving and filled with beauty even more! Thanks  spammers of the universe. Now, on you go, Time to leave. We have things to do in the land of the wild. You are no longer welcome here.

And as I soak . . . I am going to remember internal kindness. Follow my bliss. One of my bliss spots, is the bath tub . . . and take a good book, some music, and some pink lemonade, and let myself come back home to myself. 

This card really fit for me. Home. Couldn't have been a better call back into my self and making my virtual on-line home a safer place too. Really makes me feel gratitude for the little things, for where I live and who is in my life, and for the amazing virtual circle in which i live as well. It is "Precious and wanted" 

Now it's your turn…. 

Click here to get your Wild Woman Mystery Card and share below what happened for you. 

Sending you lots of wild love, 

~Elizabeth xo 


About Elizabeth MacLeod
Founder of Wild Woman Enchanted
Creatrix of the Wild Woman Mystery Cards

Your wild is an endangered species. 
I'm here to help you live! 


Your freedom awaits . . . 

Visit my portal at

Saturday, July 26, 2014

How the Heck do you Live in the World as a Wild Woman?

 Today -  a little different post. ;)

I had so much fun being interviewed for Intention Radio's "Holding the Light" Show with the lovely Linda Chasteen that I wanted to share it with you so you could also bathe in the light too!

Her Radio show with Intention Radio is called "Holding the Light" and Wild Woman, that is absolutely what she does. Come on over here and take a walk with us on the Wild Side!

This image above is Wild Woman Dare from the Wild Woman Mystery Cards I wrote and illustrated. I put it above as it is with this card that Linda and I found one another as you will hear  the two of us talk about on her Radio Show called "Holding the Light."  Yup. We found each other in all of the world, through that card. We share that on the show with you. Magical... and a magical interview all the way too. Such a delight and deep into the conversation about the wild and what it means to be a wild woman in today's world.

What do we talk about? Here are some of the things . . .

What does it mean to be a Wild Woman
How to be sensitive and wild in in the 'real' world
What shifting the paradigm one Wild Woman at a time looks like
How does this Wildness fit when we are talking about our sons
And wait until you hear what Wild Woman Mystery Card we pull on the show! Very synchronic :)

And so much more.   even the Sisterhood of the Sheilds is brought forward!  A glorious, open interview.

I LOVE LINDA and I think you will too!

Grab your favorite drink and snack and put your feet up and have a listen.  Either click on the picture here or the link below to go to the page with the show's recording . . . and enJOY!

 Find out how to be sensitive in our volatile world. We will take about shifting the paradigm one Wild Woman at a time!

 Here's the link to take you on over to the radio show.

And with that, I leave you with Linda 'our resident light holder' and I, our resident 'Wild Woman' talking together about being being a Wild Woman in today's world.

With lots of wild and wonder-filled love,

~Elizabeth xo

PS Here's the link to the show again. I'd love to hear your thoughts in the comments below. Deep bow Wild Woman. xoxo


Founder of Wild Woman Enchanted, Creatrix of the Wild Woman Mystery Cards

Hi!~ So glad to see you here. I'm Elizabeth (or Liz). 

My dream is to allow the mystery of the wild to move into and through  my life and once again, through the lives of others. 

My wish is that access to this mystery  will re-open through the Wild Woman Mystery Cards, Retreats, Teachings and other Re-awakenings and wild wonders found here at Wild Woman Enchanted.

Amazing E-courses are coming soon too! So excited to share them with you.

Visit my portal at: and receive your FREE gift to guide you along your way.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Your Wild is an Endangered Species

The two of them came into my little portal by the sea. They were not totally from the world I am from but yet, they knew their way. My little store is a place where whispers find you. Just what you need seems to appear.

The two of them looked around. Not touching anything. Just looking. The one in silver and white walks over to my newest display, holding my brand new Freedom Malas. She is probably 3 or 4 feet from them. She reads the sign, softly, but I could hear her. I just remained behind the cash and held the space.

She speaks the sign . . .

"Your Wild is an Endangered Species.  
Wear this to free her and anchor your capacity."

She looks, inquisitive from a distance. Her head moves to the right, then the left. Almost like a nod, but not quite. You'd think it was a 'no' at first glance, but it clearly was not.  I can feel it go in. I can feel her processing.

She glances my way. Her eyebrows expressing questions, concern, oppression, connection . . .

I look down at what I am doing to give breathing space. Then, I look up again and say "It looks like there is a lot you are processing." Before I could say anything else she nods and her shoulders drop.

"Oh yeah" she responds loudly. "I really am processing a lot."

Her friend validates this from a few feet away. She proceeds to tell me what is happening. How this woman must make a decision. She tells me she too, must do the same. That they were away together trying to sort things out. This is one of the things that is so amazing about being at a ferry terminal. So much unexpected magic takes place. And the Wild Women, just find their way home and into the store.

I listen. I direct them to the Wild Woman Mystery Cards for guidance.

The fear is palpable. "I'm afraid" she says as she looks at me. "What are you afraid of?" I ask her tenderly. "I'm afraid of the answer."

I admire her honesty. How many times do we stay where we are, just because we are afraid of the answer we already know. The validation can be overwhelming.

I explain how to ask the question. I tell her, all the cards are positive. They will not shame her, or blame her, or tell her she did something wrong. They will simple guide her and the right one will appear. Not to worry. "Your intuition is strong" I tell her. Trust it.

I realize she is actually not so foreign to this world of mine, as she sets her intention, and allows her hands to hover over the cards until she feels the right one. She turns it over.

Wild Woman Compassion.

She doesn't want to read it. "I know this already, she tells me. "I saw a priest and he told me that I had too much compassion." She is ready to whither. I become confused. And then angry.

"What did he mean" I asked keeping an open mind.

"That I feel too much and I need to stop it"

( I have to tell you that I just saw the movie Philomena about a woman who became pregnant and lived with the nuns who sold her baby to some Americans without telling her and when she came back 50 years later, they still wouldn't help her find him). 

I take a breath and look at her.

"Before you make a decision and rely on someone else's idea of who you are and what you should do, how about taking a look at what the card means and telling me if there is anything in there that you might want to hear or that might be helpful, or maybe even shift your perspective a little."

She begins to read the card. Meanwhile, I cry inside in a far off land in my being. I cry for all the women who were told they were too much, who were told they weren't enough, who were shut down and stopped expressing who they were. For the women who could no longer trust them selves and their feelings because someone in authority told them so.

I stand with her. In solidarity. Her friend moves beside me. I hold the space. Her friend does too. Even though she needed it just as much.

She tells me as she reads different parts, what is happening for her. We share.

"Too much. That phrase is used too much. It really is about them, not you. Really."  After conversation, I suggest that perhaps maybe more of the meaning behind it all was that she needed to learn to manage  her compassion. And that is a whole different ball game. That she is a good woman just the way she is.

She continues to read the card as I help her supportive friend with a question about the stones for sale and address what she is looking for. I'm helping her find the right thing for her as her friend finishes reading her card and continues to wander in deep thought and process throughout the store. People are coming and going. She continues to roam the store. We continue to choose the perfect thing.

Although we are choosing stones, I notice that her friend circles back to the Wild Woman Mystery Cards and chooses another card. She is in deep thought. Like her supportive friend. Yet doing it differently. Don't you love how women do this?

She picks Wild Woman Choice.

"This is bang on" she says as she reads… I had shown her how to find what chakra and colour she was with this card. She finds her Empowered Fusion Essential Oil.  "Allowing" she smiles. (Every Wild Woman Mystery Card is chakra coded and colour coded. )

She wanders over to the Freedom Malas where her journey in my store began. Beside the Freedom Malas, are another deck of Wild Woman Mystery Cards was on display.

She turns, asks a question and pulls the card . . . Wild Woman Grace. ( I suspect the question is "which Mala is for me as each Mala has a card that goes with it)

She looks at the Freedom Malas. Reads about Grace." It helps with Source" she says to me. "Yes" I respond. "

And they are blessed?" "Yes" I respond. "And if  you'd like a blessing just for you, that is available to you as well."

She picks which Freedom Mala she wants from the choices for Wild Woman Grace that are available. She reads the tag . . . It will nourish "Source. Openness. Positivity." And it's essence is Awareness.

She realizes she's actually wearing the colours. And she smiles. She holds it to her heart. "Will you bless it for me." "Yes" I respond. "Tell me what you need."

She is quiet. Doesn't say a word. I bless the Mala.

I release her hands, and her Mala to her. She smiles and puts it on.

Her friend also chose one that was perfect for her. It was Wild Woman Home. I need self care. And I need balance, she says. Two of the three things this Freedom Mala nourishes.  I nod.

We place them on their wrists.

"These now are a place for you to anchor your capacity, your dreams, your journey. " Her friend holds hers' close and says "It's here for me to be reminded." I smile, because she didn't know that was one of the words I almost put on the sign.

That makes me happy. They are doing what they are suppose to do and they haven't even left the store.

I am humbled. I am honored. I am blessed.

My new Freedom Malas, needed to be here. Their prayers and blessings will go far and long. They will feed the hearts of the wild, allowing her to be remembered. They will help the wild to remain present. To keep her from being squashed and suppressed. And help us remain untamed.

I am happy. There is more to do. The Wild Woman must survive. She must live. She must thrive.

The Wild Woman Mystery Cards once more do their sacred work. The Empowered Fusion nourishes the process. The Freedom Malas bless the wild and give permission for her presence and help us remember.

Prayers and blessings are everywhere.

I give thanks.

I bow.

And love rises . . .  as nourishment dwells in the depths of our beings . . .

~Elizabeth xo

Names and specific details are kept to ourselves in the telling of this story to protect the privacy of the individuals involved. You know who you are… and that is enough. Thank you for your open hearts. Big blessings to you.  ;) 

PS You will be able to buy your Freedom Malas soon in the Wild Woman Enchanted On-line store as well. You will find them here when they go up. If you need yours now and you know what you want, just send me an email.

PPSS! You can find my little portal by the sea at the Langdale Ferry Terminal on the Sunshine Coast of BC. We are in the lower Car lot on the right. Just allow your intuition to guide you and you won't miss us. We are where the wild is happening ;)


About Elizabeth MacLeod BEd, BMus CPC
Founder of Wild Woman Enchanted. Creatrix of the Wild Woman Mystery Cards

Hi!~ So glad to see you here. I'm Elizabeth (or Liz). 

My dream is to allow the mystery of the wild to move into and through  my life and once again, through the lives of others. 

My wish is that access to this mystery  will re-open through the Wild Woman Mystery Cards, Retreats, Teachings and other Re-awakenings and wild wonders found here at Wild Woman Enchanted.

Amazing E-courses are coming soon too! So excited to share them with you.

Visit my portal at: and receive your FREE gift to guide you along your way.