10/09/2026
"You're crazy - you flew 5000 miles, 12 hours, all the way to Denver, for three days?" says the taco man as I'm waiting for the bespoke tacos I designed from the menu.
"Corn tacos, veggies, beans and no cheese please", I ask - because I know life is my creation, and I never order from the main menu. I want to receive an extra-ordinary life, living totally in alignment with my truth.
I'll let you into a little secret though... I don't feel wild, actually.
I feel rather boring at times.
Because that's what happens when we get used to meeting our own edge. When WILD becomes our norm. When safety becomes more important than expansion.
I've been living there (safety) for a while - doing a few brave things, but not much that feels on-the-edge-of-my-seat WILD. 🐺🧙🏼♀️🪄
So I brought myself to Denver, for a few days, to meet my edge.
I said YES to a wild soul nudge to expand deeper into my Truth.
It's funny because so many women look in and hear me speak of being a Witch. They see me wear a headdress out to visit my tree. They see me dress archetypally.
I'm working on big projects like writing a book, sharing all parts of me.
Yet somehow, that doesn't feel as brave to me anymore.
It's not having me at my edge.
But solo travel across the world, getting in a room full of thousands of wild women I don't know, making new soul sisters, dancing like no one is watching - all whilst being a Mama with responsibilities and having a brave, loving husband who honours my soul choices...
Learning from women who both inspire me and TRIGGER THE SH^T OUT OF ME... Because people are remedies... 🪞🪄
That feels like the *edge* of my Witch.
And there's no better place for the magic and alchemy of our power than at our edge. 🪄
I was born here for a life of TRUTH.
An extra-ordinary life, rather than a mediocre one.
A life where my soul is alive, I'm expanding into my edges and I'm living from alignment.
Everything else is stagnancy. It's our medicine lying dormant, waiting for us to grant it permission.
And so, despite all the fear that shows up at the edges of my leadership, I continue to grant myself permission to make the wild moves.
Because if I'm not embodying MY truth and saying YES to the Wild Witch soul Truth moves myself, how can I serve another woman to liberate herself and grant herself permission to be who she is?
There's every reason to say NO to our wild desires and dreams...
The inconvenient, messy, unexplainable calls from our Wild Witch.
Our Truth.
Yet the cost of continually saying no to her is huge.
I'm here for the women who know there's still a whole f^cking lifetime of their medicine lying dormant - and aren't willing to leave this life without expressing it.
Is that you? 🧙🏼♀️💃🏼🙈
