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. 

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