My dear, in the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love.
In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile.
In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm.
I realised, through it all, that… In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.
And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger—something better, pushing right back.
Albert Camus, Return to Tipasa
There’s a funny thing about moving away from your home of 20 years, renting out your house, and getting stuck in the middle of a statewide COVID shitstorm…. You can’t go back.
Can’t go back to safety.
Can’t go back to comfort.
Can’t go back to where you were.
Not that I wanted to, but it was kind’ve nice to have the choice ...
Last Sunday was World Goddess Day. This enticed me to have a deeper look into the mythology of my ally Goddess HYGEIA - Goddess of Health. I am somewhat hesitant to add Goddess of Cleanliness or Hygiene, because in our day an age, I find overt hygiene is actually a course of many health conditions. But this is a topic for a whole new post… Suffice to say that in 400BCE, hand washing and purification of air through incense amongst other things was making a positive difference in the treatment of plaque and other infectious diseases. And since Hygeia is attributed to be most strong on the preventative side of health care, it kind of makes sense. She also is linked to mental health through her association with Goddess Athena. So on the whole she seems to be the ancient personification of a modern holistic health care practitioner who is walking her talk.
Hygeia comes from a renowned family...
I started to work with Metal 14 years ago after life changing events beginning with an accident that involved spinal damage. And this in turn has led to now living with Metal in my body. The blessings from this have been many... but a big one is for me to know when to stop and listen to my body and nourish myself.
I felt drawn to creating little metal boxes that in time became Trinket Boxes with little secret spaces. I am mostly exploring interesting shapes which has led me on a journey to finding out the tools needed and the metals I liked to use as well as the colours and properties.
My Australian grandfather was a plumber, a repurposer, and a tinker. As a little girl we would bring things home from our outings in his old plumber’s truck and from trips to the tip, for him to reuse. He melted lead to make sinkers and created little items of a useful nature. I loved his...
When Vision Mother and Warrior Queen Akhalita first shared the birthing of the Amazonian Arts I felt intrigued as I heard the “rattling of the bones” as she spoke. It excited me, the opportunity to piece together the lost threads and uncover Herstory through studying Warrioress Archetypes.
I jumped at the chance to have my Warrioress reading and did so for my 44th Birthday. I was surprised at how much information Jeanette could tell about me from my birth chart. This reintroduction into astrology was just the beginning of many Beginnings (or re-memberings) that are being ignited along this path. When she shared The Huntress had the most medicine for me I initially felt a bit disappointed. Believing I was the Messenger or Artisan, since these I can see easily expressed in my life. The Huntress felt distant, far too confident and her focus too sharp to resonate with me. A bow and arrow too...
I would love to share some of my journey with the pathways and a recent insight with my ally, the Medicine Bowl.
In the past, spending time in the wild and deeply connecting with nature has always been an amazing resource to me for grounding support and transformation. At the beginning of the year, I embarked on a journey to deepen this connection. As part of following my soul song and stepping up into the role of World-Bridger in the Amazonian Arts Vision Weavers, I am participating in a course this year - learning to facilitate programs in deep nature connection and primal bush skills. Something I have great passion for, but never dared to think that I could possibly teach.
Working with the Priestess, prior to the course, helped to embrace my inner critic and self-doubts. I ventured out of the safety and comfort of my hermitage into the vulnerability of authentic being in service to...
I feel drawn to writing about so many different topics, it's honestly hard to choose.
In honour of the Messenger, I will share my current experience where she walks beside me and weaves her magic still.
I recently discovered I have been in a form of survival my whole life until now. I had no frame of reference as to what thriving felt like. To call this word into my body felt so foreign, I didn't know where to place it. I had heard this word thrown around, "thriving" but I never applied it to my own life. It took a dear friend to very directly say to me that she wanted me to thrive. I felt numb. Thrive?
I played with this word for days, weeks. The more I meditated and ruminated on this word, the more attention I payed to the power this word had on my body. Things were starting to shift. I started thinking about things differently. I gleaned a new way of looking at my life lived so far. After a day of disorganisation, being on the back foot with the kids,...
Hello dear Sisters—seekers of the Fierce Feminine.
As Banshee Clan Mother I say hello and greet you as JaneOwl. This birthing—this ‘coming out’ of Banshee to you right here, right now, has been quite something. Quite a process. Like a birth of sorts. I have been writing this through the waxing moon to full Scorpio super moon of April 2021 and just days out from Samhain when the veils are thin between worlds.
Firstly, I would like to share with you some words that Banshee spoke one day when I was beside the ocean in March. I am in a constant place of questioning…
Who am I ?
And what am I here to do ?
What is my purpose ?
Life has no meaning... No reason to stay. If there is no purpose
I Am that I Am
I Am that I Am
I Am that I Am
It feels as simple as that. It's taken a life journey to this age of my 60th year to get to this clarity; to this simplicity. Or perhaps even its taken lifetimes...
I am Banshee
I am an anchor for her medicine. She yearns...
From the Mother of the Shield Maidens, Brony Marshall
Today in the west, most children are programmed and taught how to ‘be’ in the world. Our freedom of expression is inhibited by what society values, our fragmented educational systems and the expectations of those around us.
If we drop the layers of ‘who we should be’, or ‘how we should express ourselves in the world’… what is left?
What are the values and beliefs that permeate and encircle the communities and community in which you live? What are they and when did you agree to them?
I wrote these words several years ago when I was connecting deeply to my youth and early adult years.
I am the shepherd of my herd
Lost in the roar of the city streets
A robotic human
Societies fear defeats
I am the custodian of the Earth
A slave to the supermarket aisle
An uneducated worker
The power of corporate denial
As I run ideas through my mind on where to begin my story, a narrated voice ponders random memories. I regress to past experiences of powerful, spiritual shifts as a young woman during my university years. Having an outspoken, feminist mother who, in my teens, presenting a bumper sticker proudly stating, “Girls can do anything,” led me down a path of rights for women. Bless her for this. I also recall a childhood knowing, steeped in Christian teachings, that I would one day do work in some spiritual aspect. Of course, I have reached far beyond my religious upbringing and have explored many philosophies of life and beyond—which is where I truly believe this story goes back even further—to past lives.
I feel I have lived a life as a Georgian woman feeling betrayed by her lover and living a lonely, unmarried life without children. Women only felt their worth was reliant upon having a husband and her ability to...
You could say I came into the Amazonian Arts, the Shamanic Way, with its founder, Akhalita, crossing my path in May 2019, and due to the sequential alignment of signs that followed our first meeting. At the time, my Women’s Circle was staying at Ningendo, near Dorrigo in NSW, on a Woman’s Retreat. Our Inner Goddess weekend closed, with her sharing the ancient bones of all 13 Amazonian Warrioresses with us, around the opened hearth. I heard a new story emerging …
I didn’t know then why, but we were destined to cross paths.
What pulled me further into the Amazonian Arts was a yearning to learn more about this Fierce Feminine, as the Vision Mother spoke of Warrioress Archetypes. You see, I was familiar with the Mother energy, having been diving deep into her mythology through Demeter, the Amazonian Arts Matron Goddess for the Protectress energy. Yet my experiential journey has been one of that through her daughter,...