Wild Soul Medicine Radio w/ Jody England

An ugly tapestry of mismatched parts that don’t obviously go together.

That’s what I’m sitting in the middle of today.

Well, for the last week really.

A sort of impotent, neutral, maybe there’s something here… (maybe not?) phase.

I’m just collecting clues in the hope that at some point the pieces will come together and there will be some Revelation here to guide my Way.

These in between places can be particularly daunting for me.

They are always uncomfortable.

Productivity and efficiency have always been home notes for me and the impulse to rush forward or make something happen is perpetually hanging out around the edges.

And I’ve learned over the years to practice watching and waiting.

Observing and collecting awareness as I make myself ready for the next Unfolding.

A process within a process.

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio today I’ll begin to weave some of the bits together as we open to curiosity around what might be here for Us.

A killing in Oregon, a Startled horse, The Handmaid’s Tale, and Hugh Hefner are all pieces up for consideration.

I have no idea how or if it will Turn Out or even Turn In to something worthwhile.

Perhaps this is the lesson of the moment.

Standing in the midst of the uncertainty with only fragments and glimpses of the larger tapestry.

Bits of pieces somehow finding their way into Cohesion and Clarity.

Including all the parts.

Until there are Bits AND Peaces.

We begin at 9:00 am PT/Noon ET.
Refresh your page at the top of the hour to listen in.

You don’t have to have it all together to join Us.

In Love,

Pushing and pulling. 
Surrendering and somersaulting.
Tide rising and receding.
Simultaneously.

I feel like that strand of beach just where the tide breaks.

Being shifted and moved, carved and remade inside the most dynamic, intense crashing of transformative Life Force.

Eyes and heart wide open to the pure potentiality of Creation, while also attached and stuck, grounded and slowed by what has been, ideas of what should be, fears of what might be.

Exhilaration and Terror, Hope and Dread, Yes and No -- Co-Existing in the spaces of my Becoming.

Some moments it’s hard to tell which end is up and what compass there is to Guide me.

I have given myself over to dissolving in the embryonic waters of Creation.

Learning to move from Pleasure and Impulse in accordance with the deeper currents of an Evolutionary Creatrix.

Excruciating and confounding at times, as well as Ecstatically Liberating.

So much moving through I must Share or Die.

Or more aptly…

Share AND Die.

Falling into the Abyss of Creation as I am annihilated again and again.

Opening pathways to stream Conscious Creation - not as a path TO Truth but AS Truth.

Where I Create, There I am True, as Rilke so wisely affirmed.

The intersection of focalizing the all/nothing into Some Thing.

Like God.

As God.

Godding.

An everlasting Genesis of beginnings.

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio today, we’ll honor the super new moon with an exploration of True Creativity.

Understanding the distinction (and motivation for) Replication versus Creation, ownership as impediment to collaboration, and the subconscious “I would create, but’s” blocking the doorway of Our expression.

I relish the opportunity to outlet what is moving through me.

Express and Die = Fully Alive.

There I am True.

My Walk with The Darkness continues.

Thank Goddess.

(Truly.)

These last two weeks of being internal and steeped in my own process have been intense and fruitful.

Feeling and seeing, raging and recoiling, grieving and growing.

I lead a very full life.

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Another round of Medicine to the tune of Hello, Darkness My Old Friend.


Art by Lilith Reina.
Repeating patterns, oceans of karma, and the Grace of new eyes and new awarenesses are the classroom of my Becoming.

I am learning how to love bigger and include more.

Reconciling the heartbreak of potentiality and existence…

Both my own and those outside of me.

How can we/you/I be these magnificent Souls and beings of Light we are, while also being petty, dangerous, cowardly, vengeful, deceitful human weaklings?

Where and how do we allow the Broken Ones who show up in our lives to be our teachers and allies?

In the midst of learning What Would Love Do Here? in each moment — we are ever tempted to meet resistance with resistance, hate with hate, darkness with darkness.

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week, we paid homage to Darkness.

In the most deeply loving, all inclusive way I could muster.

Some highlights to listen for:

(04:50) The Darkness having its way with me

(14:25) The dissonance between potentiality and existence

(21:00) Making a deal with the devil

(30:30) Can you skip parts of your Soul Curriculum?

(41:10) Samsara Psychosis: Cycles of Birth & Re-Death

(57:15) What we would be without darkness?

POTENT DOSE (if you only have a few minutes):



This is an exercise in expansion and Wholeness.

I have no idea if I’ll be able to stay True.

The seduction of the Dark is so tempting and I am highly fallible.

And… I am Willing. 

To continuously offer my most sacred and humble heart to the Attempt.

Inviting those parts of myself that are reflected in others to Come Closer, so that I - that We, might See.

Peering into the inky void of The Darkness itself where there is no light even for Reflection.

I Come.

With Love.

Tale as old as time
Tune as old as song
Bitter sweet and strange
Finding you can change
Learning you were wrong

Certain as the sun
Rising in the east
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast

I have a tale to tell, Sister.

Of an innocent young girl with a pure heart who wanted only Magik and Beauty.

The betrayal of her father and her plunge into the Dark Knight.

Being seduced by the beast, loved by the beast, and ultimately set free by… The Beast.

This is a story about me and my daddy.

A lover’s tale with twists and turns that will keep you on the edge of your seat.

I am still on mine.

Continuing to be amazed and blessed, stretched and tested by its Unfolding.

Questions and answers making themselves known as I continue to heal an ages old rift in my system.

The marriage of the Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine weaving, bowing, dancing, in-forming.

As they find their right relationship inside of me, dissolving the illusion of fear and separation.

Returning me to Wholeness and Inclusion.

There are no bad guys here. No monsters to hunt down with angry torches in the shadowy night.

Only maidens waiting for liberation and princes hidden behind ancient spells.

Once again Returning to the saving Grace of the both/and.

What if we are both the Beauty AND the Beast?

What if he is too?

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week we deconstructed the archetype of the fairy tale and discovered what it has to teach us about healing our Original Heartbreak.

Some highlights to listen for:
(06:45) Sha-men Fairy Tales

(13:00) A Rose for Belle: Bargain with the Beast

(26:50) The betrayal of gentleness

(39:00) My Father is Dying

(46:00) Masculine healing feminine healing masculine

POTENT DOSE (if you only have a few minutes):



Crumbling the patriarchy begins with the revolutionary act of Seeing and making peace with the Beauty AND the Beast.

It is courageous and sometimes daunting work, and really… Our Primary Directive as Evolutionaries.

Join me this week for a Once Upon A Time from a different point of view.

One Million Ways to Surrender…

If I were to write a thesis on my recent trip to Kauai, that would be the title.

I love that place.

The perfect blend of magik and majesty. Nature and nurture.

This time was different than last year when I was there.

Rainy, chilly, windy, turbulent.

And that was just the weather.

I went for a week long intensive of some of the deepest, most potent personal work I’ve done so far.
I was stretched -- in all the ways.

At the beginning of one of my initial fathomless dives, my guides gave me a navigational tip to support my experience.

They knew where I’d be going and what would be required of me to open into the transformation at hand.

This gentle Grace served as narrator, cheerleader, lover, and healer throughout the tight places and seemingly untraversable landscapes I encountered.

When In Doubt, Surrender.

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week, I attempt to translate the depths of the wisdom of these four little words.

Profound and simple.

Complex and far-reaching.

All of Life is really a game of Surrender.

Letting go of our ideas of separation and control.

Merging and melting back into the Flow that is our origin and our Home.

Some highlights to listen for:
(08:20) “As we’re navigating a very turbulent, windy, chilly, intense world; is surrender our best option?”

(16:00) The Doubt in Surrender

(21:40) The Trust Trap

(33:10) “There was tears, there was anger, there was nausea and I don’t know how to do this… and then there was surrender.”

(43:20) Can We Surrender Our Comforts?

(48:40) Beyond the white flag

The ego has MUCH to say about this.

But, but, but… what about this and THAT and… not here…. No WAY!

And believe me, in my journeys I knocked on many, many doors to find a way this little gem DOESN’T apply.

So far, it seems to be the best advice I’ve ever received.

I’m still unraveling its wisdom and look forward to drinking deeper of this Medicine with you.

If you’re not sure you can/will/or should listen this week.

Surrender.

I’ll meet you there.

I’ve been waiting for my word for the year to find me. It’s been slow to come this year.

Listening, sitting... courting, waiting.

Letting the Universe have Its Way With me.

And then, this week as a Divine Gift in honor of my Birth Day - it arrived as the most profound gifts do.

Out of left field and in a completely unexpected package.


Purchase this photo here.
Deep and rich, its wisdom opening me and taking root in the nether reaches of my Being.

Passion.

A strong or extravagant fondness, enthusiasm, or desire for anything.

Or, any powerful or compelling emotion such as Love or Hate.

My first lesson is Passionately Under Way.

Children being gassed, bombs being dropped, the world devolving into more pain and chaos.

Is NOW really the time for Passion?

COM-passion, certainly.

But, concern with my own Turn On?

Commitment to fulfillment of my own desires and passions?

It was hard to comprehend.

Until Goddess shined her light on the Both/And.

Until Grace rained down and in, cracking my heart open and In-forming the next initiation Calling me forth.

Morality and judgment; for and against.

The Passion of the Christ and The Passion of Goddess.

Sensual Suffering and Infinite Inclusion.

Are all part of this week’s Soul Curriculum.

I am a hungry student of these Mother's Mercies.

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week we’ll be inviting Our Passion forward.

Some highlights to listen for:

(04:00) Waiting for the Word

(08:00) The Morality Card

(15:50) A Passionate Prayer for Mercy

(22:15) Men in Mirrors

(37:45) Neutrality of Awareness

(42:30) The Violence of Separation & Sexualizing Spirit 


Praying for the capacity to include It All, as we open to loving a world in free fall and a humanity on the cusp of extinction.

This is going to be messy and intense.

We’ll have to be willing to make mistakes, get it wrong, and let it In.

Devoting Our Wild Souls to the new, living definition of Compassion being born in the spring of Our Rise.

Join me this week as we tend the pieces and make medicine together.

Come.

Your Passion is Required.

With Love,






P.S. Make sure to Witness in the first 15 minutes, how Goddess takes me totally out - no speaking allowed - until I move more solidly into my heart. Thank, Goodness. It was worth the wait.

It was a tough week for my daughter, Olivia.

Being thirteen, a growing girl in a patriarchal culture, and a student at a public junior high certainly all add their special sauce to the perfect storm of teenage angst that has been making its way through.

And then there is her particular Soul Medicine Path and the lessons and gifts she is charged with growing into and inside of.

As a Great Mother/Heroine, she is wrapped pretty tight.

Striving, working, achieving, organizing… she is geared toward bigger, stronger, better, faster.

All eyes on the external world and how she shows up in it.


Photo by Brooke Shaden
Goddess, I love that girl.

On the cusp of finding her independence and newfound freedoms, she is also still innocent and naive in ways I hold so tenderly. She wants to do it all herself, believes in her own strength and capabilities, while also deeply questioning her courage and her worth.

SUCH a mixed bag of humanity reflected back to me in the experience of this Wise One.

So it was, that we found ourselves out on the trampoline Sunday morning after brunch. 

Determined to find her lost backhandspring and unlock the stuckness that had made its way into every nook and cranny of the whole span of her schoolwork, extracurriculars, and psyche.

She’s been doing back handsprings on the trampoline for over a year, but has been unable to cross the threshold of doing them by herself on the floor/mat.

Each week at practice she goes in with high hopes that THIS will be the day she does it without a spot, and each week she comes home questioning herself and quietly internalizing the fear that she might NEVER do it.

Adding to that pressure is the looming deadline of next year’s cheer tryouts and the “finish line” of a competition where precious points are deducted for imperfections - including tumbling prowess.

(I have lots to say about the whole cheerleading situation and will share more about that on the show this week.)

With the weeks whittling away, and the pressure coming to maximum tension, my baby girl “lost her back handspring.” 

She became totally locked up and couldn’t go backwards at all. Even with a spotter.

She knew she could do it. She remembered doing it before. She just. couldn’t. get. herself. to. go. Backward.

Any. More.

I’d been offering to help for awhile. Waiting for the moment when she would find her own Im-pulse to ask for help and open to receive it.

She finally reached the tipping point.

As we sat in the spring sunshine trying to find the key to unlock the stalemate in her system, we cried, we laughed, we jumped, we played.

It took A While.

I don’t know how long. We stopped keeping track of time.

That was part of the game.

We tapped, we laid around and contemplated life and death, trusting our bodies, getting our minds to blink, and admitting our fears.

We got honest, got real, got vulnerable, and got lighter.

We connected with the Truth of the Why and let ourselves off the hook.

It was one of my favorite mama times so far and there is Liv(e) Medicine in there for All of Us.

As I reflected on it this morning, I realized that all of the mothering and coaching I did for her that morning was really for me too.

For Us.

That’s the beauty of Wild Soul Medicine. 

Everything is for All of Life.

Join me this week as we ponder the lessons in Going Backward to Go Forward.

Some highlights to listen for:

(06:00) Both Student & Teacher

(12:50) Locking Up: the back-handspring 

(25:45) You get to play while you’re contemplating the leap.

(35:10) Letting Our Minds Blink 

(46:00) Getting Back on the Horse

POTENT DOSE (if you only have a few minutes):


It’s really a continuation of the energetics we’ve been exploring for the last couple of weeks. 

New codes, expansions, and growth edges in Divine Feminine style.

Over the river and through the woods…

This Path is meandering and filled with twisty turns. 

Make sure your Reverse is in working order if you want to ride this dragon.

Back to where We started.


P.S. Join us in The Tribe for behind the scenes footage of my bareback bloopers and breakthroughs > wsmrtribe.com

Harrumph.

Am I depressed?

No... I feel generally ok, but also a little malaise.

Or something.

I also feel really Alive.

And Creative.

And stymied. And consternation.

Like a sputtering candle that isn’t quite out and isn’t quite lit.

I can feel the most gentle breezes of promise and possibility, but as I turn toward them or try to grasp them or mold them into something more tangible... they disappear like smoke.

This morning as I lay in my Practice, I became Present to a learning I am in the midst of.

Photo by Grover Schrayer

A further dropping In to my Self and away from habitual impulsivity that would have me reach for an activity or project to scratch an itch.

It feels as though I am being Called to be moved BY and AS the Im-pulse, rather than using the spark of inspiration to separate from The Pulse that is the heartbeat of All Of Life.

Much like running with a candle.

If you light your candle and have it burning strong, 

It takes only a minute to spark the flame and have it catch.

But then, if you take off running with your candle…

It Just. Doesn’t. Work.

A new moon in Aries is a powerful teacher about manifestation of the Divine Spark into form and action.

Wild Soul running fast and free.

But if we haven’t first answered The Call to connect deeply with our own unique nature and Her deeper desires, if we are running toward something or away from something, or running because we are afraid of Being who we Truly are…

Who and what would be served by our motion?

Extricating ourselves from our automatic touchstones of safety, relationship, identity, and familiarity in order to rise into a more deeply rich experience of authentic self-expression.

Being our own permission slip to go bravely Inward. 

Cultivating Trust in Creation.

And from that space, rising straight up in an eternal flame illuminated by and illuminating the Heavens.

Heat igniting and inspiring All Around.

Burning.

Exactly as we are.

And exactly as we are not.

It can Be no other way.

Join me today for some Wild Soul Medicine on Burning, Being, and Believing.

Bring your matches and let’s See.

Together.

"You’re Fired.
Clean up your stuff and Get Out."

That’s what I said to my contractor at the end of the day on Friday.

Ten weeks into a (proposed) one week project and literally every single thing he was hired to do ending in disaster and incompletion, I reached the end of my rope.

I’d been trying to be patient.

Expanding my capacity for feeling safe and ok with the mistakes of others.

Opening my heart to things not having to be perfect and flowing with setbacks and missed deadlines.

These are all areas where I could use some growth and I’ve been taking the Medicine of them along the way.



And… I could feel how I was coming to the end of the road with this particular experience, and I desired Right Alignment as I moved toward understanding the last drops of insight from it.

Friday morning had been designated as a final, FINAL completion day. (One of MANY that had come and gone.

I woke up restless and agitated as I navigated 6 guys in my space shuffling around in confusion and incompetence, all needing just “one more thing” as I tracked through the dirt, dust, noise, and debris now coating the surface of every surface in my home.

I decided to keep my massage appointment for mental health purposes and to see if getting some quiet time for myself would help my inner dust settle.

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week, I shared what emerged from that moment of pause. Sifting through the clues of a General Contractor serving as Psychodramatic Mirror, Home as metaphor for Self, and my ongoing walk with meeting the Divine Masculine inside (and out)…

I found my Medicine.

I came home and Priestessed that shit.

For REAL.

And… it’s probably not how you think.

It certainly wasn’t what I imagined would happen, but I’m hammering down one board at a time to create a bridge for each next step as it opens me to More Wisdom and Higher Love.

As with all remodels, there is dust and muck, chaos and mess.

Some highlights to listen for:

(10:20) What happens when you take yourself out of the game

(18:00) General Disaster

(33:20) Priestessing the Temple 

(40:45) Distorted Images

(48:30) Seeking Coherence

(52:25) “I get to create from within, the Creatrix being Created by her Creation. That is the beauty of #AllOfLife”

POTENT DOSE (if you only have a few minutes):



I’m down here in the mud and guts slinging paint and pushing for Home.

In General, I’m still growing into the Grace of Leading my Life.

Join me this week for a Renovation Convo.

You’ll have to be willing to sit on the floor and get a little dirty.

After all, We’re Under Construction.


Love,






P.S. Stay tuned to the end to find out what happened AFTER I fired the General. If you’re looking for a happily ever after story… Keep Listening.

You Can Never Step Into the Same River Twice...
And other Pet Peevey Platitudes.

Or, um... Peevey Pet Platitudes.

Coming to you live on Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week.


Photo credit

Greetings, Sister,

I was a little punchy this week, after three connecting flights, 14 hours of travel, with my teenage children. A midnight arrival, to an arctic tundra and a house topsy turvy with demolition/reconstruction.

One COULD lose her mind in such circumstances (which, truly, is always a saving Grace), and also… she could allow the humor of it all to tickle her into submission.

Crying, complaining, laughing - really all sides of the same coin.
#AllOfLife

Surviving a week with two sullen (did I mention??) TEENAGERS on an island in a little beach house with none of our usual hidey holes to escape to, necessitated me resorting to pulling out All The Stops.

Sacred trickster, Exasperated just-wanna-vacation pleader, Wise elder, Angry dictator, Bat shit crazy-she done lost her mind raving lunatic, Sisterly confidante, and SO many more.

Some of these showing themselves on command, with me sitting brilliantly in my center; with others grabbing the wheel and jamming her foot on the accelerator as we careened toward the edge of the cliff.  

Parenting is a Whole Thing.

These infinite reflections of fractures, projections, wounds, and pain points erecting Fun House mirrors at every turn.

It requires an immense amount of Surrender.

And Willingness.

And Love.

And Forgiveness.

So much Medicine in being in relationship with other humans in this way.

And of course where there is Medicine, there are Gifts.

Information about who We Are. 

Who I Am.

And how we might go about doing... This.

Together.

Join me this week as we bring our Wild Souls to the banks of this Now River.

Some highlights to listen for:

(07:30) Disarming the Against

(11:10) No Resting in Sameness

(17:00) Losing my Shit

(22:05) Nothing makes the present more painful than this

(28:00) Pet Peeves

(38:00) Sanctioned Places to Offload Perturbance


POTENT DOSE (if you only have a few minutes):


Our pet peeves are windows into our particularities, and our particularities are our opening to the infinite. It is our portal into the one. 

Whether you are a mother or not, there is much here for All of Us.

I’m standing here in the river.

With you.

Taking a Look.