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?!


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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!

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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!

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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'.

*sigh*

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,

~Elizabeth

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!!!

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



Your wild is an endangered species.

Ground
Anchor
Re-member

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

 


Visit my on-line portal at:
www.WildWomanEnchanted.com 
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



Wisdom.

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.... 

Love,

~Elizabeth xo

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



Your wild is an endangered species. 

Ground
Anchor
Re-member 

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



Visit my on-line portal at:
www.WildWomanEnchanted.com 
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 

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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! 

GROUND
ANCHOR
RE-MEMBER

Your freedom awaits . . . 

Visit my portal at www.WildWomanEnchanted.com

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

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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:
www.WildWomanEnchanted.com 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 ;)

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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:
www.WildWomanEnchanted.com and receive your FREE gift to guide you along your way. 

Saturday, July 12, 2014

A Precious Experience




I watch her, in deep thought at the other end of the store, where I put the Wild Woman Mystery cards underneath my larger canvas prints. It's a place with a round table and a chair, a place to ruminate quietly. 

I notice her there. A long time. Looking. Contemplating. Shifting through the cards. I ask if she needs help. She asks about the cards. I explain them from the other side of the store. She chooses a card. She reads. I didn't know what was happening until later. Wandering over to the Greeting Cards, she thoughtfully chooses the ones she wants, taking 5 cards as it's the price of 4.

She comes over to pay and we talk about the cards. In particular the card she chose. Wild Woman Transformation. "You know" she says looking at me "sometimes you know the answer and you need a push. Sometimes your thoughts are not where they should be." I nod. "I'm in a lot of transformation right now." She looks at me. I smile. "I was thinking when I read it, that I wanted to meet this lady who wrote this and give her a hug." 


I smiled and got up to walk around the table. "You can" I said. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Elizabeth MacLeod" She stopped and looked. Her eyes welled up with water. "You are Elizabeth MacLeod? You wrote this?" Yes, I responded. "And your drew these beautiful cards." "Yes" I responded. I walked over and opened my arms.

We embraced. I could feel her begin to cry. Fully in our selves. Woman to woman. Understanding the journey. Embracing the road. Connecting with the heart. How would I have ever known this kind of encounter had I not chosen to take this road less travelled? I am humbled. Any doubts I ever had. Gone. Gratitude spills all over me.

I can't express the honour I feel. The humble embrace of one Wild Woman to another along the path. It's an expression of life that holds me captive.

My Little Portal by the Sea is a meeting place for the wild. It's a place where heart meets heart. Soul meets Soul. Where you find like-minded Souls wandering in a parking lot and meeting exactly where they should be. Here. Destiny. Arrived.

There is no accident. These encounters show me this.

I look forward to my encounter with you. Namaste.

~Elizabeth xo

PS 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, making magic, sharing journeys and embracing each others hearts. 


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


 My name is Elizabeth, (and also Liz), and 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.

Visit my portal at:
 www.WildWomanEnchanted.com and receive your wonder-full  FREE gift to guide you along the way!
 

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Spellbound, She Speaks A Prayer






Sometimes, I just need a little time to myself. I've just turned off my TV for the summer, and spending some time with my spirit.

Right now, I'm making a vision book for myself through a course with the lovely Hannah Marcotti. I've just named my little book and am gently hearing the whispers captured in the magazines that are finding their way to my questions and showing me the unsuspecting path. It's beautiful really.

Here is the prayer by Patricia Lynn Reilly that I put on the front. It jumped out at me and became the title page….

Spellbound, She Speaks A Prayer

"Our Mother, who art within us, we celebrate your many names.
Your wisdom come. Your will be done, unfolding from the depths of us.
Each day you give us all that we need.
You remind us of our limits, that we might let go.
You support us in our power, that we might act with courage.
For thou art the dwelling place within us, the empowerment around us,
and the celebration among us. As it was in the very beginning, so it is now."

Blessed be.

Yes . . .

Spellbound she speaks a prayer.

My life. A prayer.

My wantings. A prayer.

My tastes. A prayer. 

Sometimes, I just need a little connection with myself to see where I'm at. A beautiful 'illuminate me' kind of inspiration that lifts me higher into myself.

Sometimes I need to hear the call inside my own truth, to uncover the ways I bend and stand straight. The ways I breathe or drink tea. The ways I let you in, or I don't.

Sometimes I like to sit on the grass and appreciate my little buddy who comes to visit. When he first started coming, his antlers were little stumps. Now, look at them grow.



Sometimes, I want to be part of the noticing and sit in the dandelions and smile at what gets shared with me.

Sometimes, I dream. In the night… And the day. I dream big, crazy, and enlightening thoughts that take me to places I might not go if I didn't dream. Dreaming helps me wander into my path. It lets me be surprised. It finds me when I get lost.

Sometimes I seek. Deeply. Inside. To places where the Universe can guide me. Here, I get to be surprised, lifted, and feel the unexpected. And I get to smile, sometimes through tears.

Sometimes, I think showing up is enough. But I realize that to be inside my own story means I need to take part in it . . . to see the signs appearing, to engage with what lights my beam, and what feeds words to me, the writer, who would slither away into nothing if she couldn't use words to understand, touch, free and see what is before her.

Sometimes, I must let my intention come to meet me. It is here my life moves. It is here I hold my fear of moving into myself and it is also here, that I am set free.

A meeting . . . of my spark and my will.
A knowing . . . of my path.
A walking . . . of the desires within.

It is with love, we all must act.
It is with peace, we all must see.
It is with opening, that we must allow our hearts and minds to meet.

In this place, we are so lucky to see our soul and feel our spirit.

I can only dance a spiral dance turning me towards the heavens where my thoughts become deeds, and my deeds, the path which I seek.

With love,

~Elizabeth

PS My new e-course is coming soon. Keep a look out. It is all about opening into yourself through the Wild Woman Mystery Cards. I'm shooting the videos now. If you have any questions you'd like answered about you and how to use the cards, ASK in the comments below and I'll see how to put it in the course for you. Now is the time. It is in the making. :)

Oh….  and we are walking a path into ourselves, together. We are listening to our prayers.

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


My name is Elizabeth, (and also Liz), and 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.


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