Wild Soul Medicine Radio w/ Jody England

Greetings Sister,

I invite you today to join me in a space of rest.

In between feeling your feelings, working your shadow, tracking the latest disastrous cabinet appointments or egregious environmental catastrophes in the making, or organizing a protest, a rally, or a call to action…

There is a place for you to find respite.

After giving myself over to the throes of rage and despair for the better part of a week, and removing myself from TV and social media - exchanging with the outside world only on an "as required" basis, I was called into a tentative yes of a seemingly pointless nature.

My daughter turns 13 in a couple of weeks and has been begging me to redo her bedroom.

I was putting her off and had been pretty sure I wasn’t going to do it (because: not sure we are going to still live here, just did her room a few years ago, costs more than I want to spend, other priorities I have for the house, and… all the reasons.)

But then at the beginning of a long weekend with no plans and the prospect of more wallowing in existential angst, I found myself inexplicably saying Yes.

Why would I take on a remodel in the midst of the impending apocalypse? 

Why would I write about it now - when the world is burning down?

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week, I shared the medicine with you.

A deeply spiritual reset that is emerging from the Peace of Embracing Impermanence.

Highlights to listen for:
(12:00) The Point of Pointlessness

(20:40) Fiddling While Rome Burns

(30:00) Ever Impermanent

(37:15) Chop wood, carry water
(41:00) “No matter what chaos ensues outside of us… This is the place that cannot be destroyed, simultaneously whole, and nothing.”

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


This is not about avoiding anything. It is about Returning to Everything.
What would you do if you knew you could not fail?

And… what would you do if you knew you could not win?

Find out in this Wild Soul reset.

Drop beneath the spectacle and turmoil and find your Peace again.

Just for a moment. 

BE. Here.

Oh, Sister,

What a week.

So much moving through Our collective.

Tender hearts, systems on alert, woundings front and center.

On Wednesday, I showed up in the rawness of my reaction.

Every fiber of my Being rejecting the IS-ness of this.

I saw this coming — and I still hate it.

Intensely.

In the time since, I have continued to process, vent, grieve, and surrender.

Pulling myself away from media, engaging with others as little as possible.


Allowing myself to metabolize the depth of my egoic rebellion at What Comes Next.

As a Seer and a Griever, I am still a visceral NO to the platitudes of coming together, and calls to take action, and move into excitement about the fire this can light under Us.

I am where I am.
There is much to reconcile.

And I will continue to Be With it all. Honoring every nook and cranny of the stuckness, rage, hopelessness, and revulsion.
If you are still in that place too, there is Wild Soul Medicine for you in the replay from this week.

Use it to open the floodgates of what you have yet to process.

A place of Refuge for Us to find sanctuary as We recapitulate the why’s, how’s, and what now’s.

A safe haven for you to join your Sisters as we sit together in our vulnerability with no requirement to clean anything up or step into the platitudes of spiritual bypass.

No need to do or be anything other than you already are.

You can listen here.

I love you. I am with you.

Hello Sister,

As the turbulence, violence, uncertainty and conflict grows on every front, it is tempting to step away and avert our eyes and ears - or alternatively, to get pulled into the fray. 

Putting our boots on the ground, shaking our fists in the air, shouting against the injustice of it all.

Standing in this Liminal Space amidst one inciting event after another, letting go of the comfort of our former ways of existing and knowing, and not yet seeing clearly where and how a New Way will emerge…

Our Brothers and Sisters at Standing Rock, our neighbors, families, and sisters divided over the latest scandals and accusations making headlines in the current political race.

There are many fronts enticing Us to be distracted by The Spectacle.

In our discomfort inside of the Space In Between, we search for Meaning. We jump to create Truth rather than allowing it to emerge.

It is easy to lose Trust that there is a Sacred Plan running in and through every river, pipeline, candidate, election cycle, and nation.

I get it. I am not immune.

And…

We are Called to steady Our Selves.

The Divine Feminine IS rising. She is awakening in and through the cracks and crevices of our broken hearts.

She is a Fierce Mother with only one agenda.

Stand Down.

Do not engage with Illusion. Do not be afraid.

All is already Well.

Your Service is Required.

The work to be done now is on the Inside.

Ever Inward.

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week, we Steadied Our Selves together.

Carefully unwinding the insidious tendrils of engagement that have consciously and unconsciously ensnared Us.

Highlights to listen for:
(10:20) Division in the Tribe

(13:00) Our Thresholds of Ambiguity

(15:20) The Vulnerability of Liminal Space

(30:30) Spiritual Guerilla Warfare

(52:00) Grief as Praise

(54:30) “I will celebrate The Goddess in every nook and cranny, in every drop of polluted water, in every division - I will offer a love note: I am here, I am present, I am love. Use me where you will.”

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


Bow down with me, Sister, as we place Our Selves in service of The One.

Devoting our hearts to What Is Being Asked Of Us.

Re-Membering our Courage and strengthening our Resolve.

There IS something you can do.

The only Trustable place to land right now.

I will meet you there.

Greetings Sister,

After slowing all the way down and dropping fully into the Pointlessness of last week, I find myself gently, tentatively coalescing at the edges of my Being.

I have been resting deeply and giving myself permission to be Still.

Following my inspiration down some rabbit holes of darkness and then riding a comet tail up toward the light.

Allowing myself to be shifted, lifted, flipped and twisted into whatever areas of awareness made themselves known in a moment.

There has been learning, healing, emotion, confusion, digestion, retention, release, and surrender.

A Wild Soul experience of life.

I feel rich with depth and alive with awakeness.

Not yet pointed toward anything to DO, but just slowly, quietly FEELING all the feels.

I have revisited some dark and shadowy places from my past this week and the Medicine from them still feels fresh in my system.

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week, we dropped in to explore the wisdom of these windows of opportunity for healing and Wholeness.

As the transmission unfolded, I found continued revelation for my Self and Our collective.

I invite you to make some time to tune in. This one is imperative for all Sisters On The Path.

Highlights to listen for:
(09:15) Feminine Spiritual Leaders

(13:00) Permission: A Parable

(15:30) Letting Us Off the Hook

(28:00) Unexamined Reactions - What’s in it for YOU?

(32:50) “We must not look at Hillary Clinton as a political act, but as a Sisterhood act. As a portal into your own wholeness.”

(47:40) I am Her. She is Me.


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

 
As we give ourselves permission to go wherever we need to go in order to claim our shattered pieces and deliver Wholeness to our own Soul, we stand together as Sisters - Re-membering how to be with One Another in the Grace of Inclusion.

Creating the New Earth one Peace at a time.

Hello, Sister,

This e-mail is a hard one to write. All of the words I have used or might use seem trite, overwrought, or inane.

I’ve already consulted the dictionary and thesaurus five times in just the first sentence.

Looking for meaning.

The irony is not lost on me.

I am in a space I can only describe as Point-Less.

Not depression or existential angst… but actually just totally and utterly Without A Point.

In this place, all of my previous motivations, orientations, and justifications no longer have meaning.

Devoid of direction or purpose, newly attuned to this Now moment, I find myself in a gap.

Of Nothingness.

Every possibility existing simultaneously with none of them.

I pondered taking this week off from Wild Soul Medicine Radio.

I didn't know if I could be relied upon to present anything other than an exclusively myopic viewpoint. (So if you having a point relies on me having a point, maybe you should skip tuning in for this week's show).

Otherwise, you are welcome to Be With me in this space of the formless.

Highlights to listen for:
(10:30) Into the void

(14:00) Tony Robbins Medicine
 
(24:00) Being Your Own Best Student
 
(36:20) Etch-a-Sketching
 
(40:20) Being Humble vs. Getting Humbled


Simple. Real. Vulnerable. True.
 
Sitting quietly in the Unfoldment.

Some shit has happened, some things are intense. There are some important lessons in them and blah, blah, blah…

And, also, I’m over it.
(At least for this week.)

I could tell you all the challenging things that have gone down since my Awakening Revelation last week, but I don’t feel like it.

I feel like having fun.

Making fun, actually.

Humor is my FAVORITE way to move energy.

There is nothing better than some Sacred Sarcasm to remind yourself of the Cosmic Joke we’re all in on.


One of my favorite playmates in the realm of edgy hilarity is my long-time friend, Jane Ashley.

Jane and I have known each other for years and she has a particular genius of tickling my fancy in all the right ways.

As a trained psychotherapist and publishing maven, she marries east coast direct with veteran spiritual warrioress, and has a Gift for spotlighting the absurd and irreverently illuminating the point behind the point.

She ENTERTAINS me. 

Endlessly.

Join us on Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week as we lighten our load and let ‘er rip.

You’ll have to listen to hear what we talked about, but it's possible it involved awakenings, pussies, and um… Donald Trump.

Highlights to listen for:

(17:25) Plunging Shit

(14:00) Ceremony of the Broken Sword
 
(35:40) “Awakening is [not] for pussies”
 
(40:00) Gits of the Magi
 
(55:20) “Like a river through the rocks.”

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


Oh, and Jane shared how she ended up naked on a shimmery blanket, covered in flowers for this super sparkly promo shot.

This journey gets a LOT more fun when we can laugh at ourselves along the way.

Dust off your irreverence and have some fun with Us.

Greetings, Sister,

On my way to Costa Rica, I began a love affair with Adyashanti.

As I was reading a collection of his talks in his book, Emptiness Dancing, I found myself underlining nearly every section.

Captivated by his description of his experiences leading up to his Spiritual Awakening and the words he used to name the things that fall away as One gets close to Waking Up, I was smitten.

I had been experiencing all of those same things my Self.

I could feel I was close to something, and there was much relief at hearing a kindred Spirit speak about it with such Resonance.

For the next 10 days I dropped into the deepest womb of Becoming.

A crucible of awe-inspiring beauty, excruciating attunements, mind bending expansion, and ultimately My Own Kind of Oneness.

It was decidedly more Wild Soul than Adya’s.

No sitting quietly on a cushion and then suddenly realizing God’s Presence in Every Thing.

No Transcendent realization that it is all so very simple.

No blinking my eyes and suddenly finding myself in the innocence of Oneness.

Instead... I cowgirled up and Rode the Dragon.


I went into the darkest corners, traveled to the most dizzying heights, and faced the depth of my own suffering head on.

Messy, complicated, fierce, sweaty, and triumphant.

I not only Woke Up — I did it My Way.

Stripped of my notions of how it should or could be done, my Gnostic Heart found the rhythm of Descending.

Into the Body. As Spirit.

A seamless weaving of my Tantra into the consciousness of this Life.

It was a Sacred, Holy Experience.

Divine Feminine in all her Glory.

On Wild Soul Medicine today I will share what can be shared.

In service of providing another possible portal for you to find Your Way too.

I’m still in love with Adyashanti. And also Wildly In Love with My Self.

We’re All One after all.

I have just emerged from a deep cocoon of quantum melting, upgrading, and systemic restructuring in the most potent portal of Grace, Love, and Sisterhood.

These sacred spaces of being held and met at our most fundamental levels are such a requisite piece of our Becoming.

The seamless Seeing of your most tender parts, and Soul lullabies singing your latent potential into Being.

Essence activating Essence.

Each fractal of the One synergistically harmonizing then marrying and accelerating the spin of the other. Dissolving all limitation and obliterating familiar ways of knowing.

Days after She left to return to her coast of the country, I am still reveling in the Magik and discovering Who I Am now.

In this moment.

And so much of this shift is still alive and forming inside of me. I don’t know what words (if any) I have for it yet.

But I desire to be with you.

And with Her.

On Wild Soul Medicine today we will reconvene.

To see what is So.

If you’ve been listening to the show for awhile, you have made Her acquaintance before. If you are just joining Us... you are in for a Whole new Experience.

Amber Hartnell is a force of nature, love incarnate, and the most pure Being I’ve had the pleasure of being Met By in this incarnation.

My greatest joy with Her is meeting each other explicitly, complicitly in the Now Moment.

Endlessly riding the wave of the Present Arising.

I have no idea what we will talk about or what will be in it for you.

All of that becomes irrelevant inside of the Sacred Still Point of Creative Union.

We’ll be streaming live at 9:00 am PT/Noon ET.

Make sure to clear some Space for yourself for this one.

It is Out of This World.

Greetings, Sister,

Pleasure, desire, expansion and dissolution… I’m following the breadcrumbs of my Soul’s Evolution while being fire hosed with a deluge of creativity, downloads, old patterns and shadows to revisit, and new possibilities too many to number.

It is intoxicating. And dizzying.

And this morning it led me to a conceptual inquiry around the idea of Enough.

Not in the way you might think. I’m not trying to shut this down.

In any way.

In fact, my wonderment was about dissolving the concept of Enough altogether.

It is fraught with limitation and puritanical renunciation. I am considering making a case for letting go of it as a guiding principle altogether.

Annnnnndddd…. it happens to be a primary manifestation of the core wounding of my primary Soul Medicine Path.

In other words - there is possibly (likely) more here than meets the eye.

So, I’m slowing my roll just a bit to circle in this investigation.

A lot is already revealing itself and I invite you to join me for some Wild Soul Medicine today as we explore the gifts and shadows of Enough, and also the breadcrumbs this etymology experiment might have for YOUR own Soul Medicine Path.

If you’ve had enough, want more, fear you are either not enough or are more than enough… this conversation is for you.

And if you are really cool with how much you have, are great at living “within your means” or getting by with only what you need… this conversation is also for you.

After all, we are each simply a fractal of The One.

Our individual gifts and shadows are reflections to help us see and know ourselves more deeply.

All sides of the same revolving door.

Join me at 9:00 am PT/Noon ET for some Wild Soul Medicine. Refresh your page at the top of the hour to listen live.

Welcome to The Burn.

No, I don’t mean Burning Man… (although a big salute to our Sisters who braved the Playa for community, expansion, and epic personal expression.)

What I mean is the Bonfire of the Vanities we currently find ourselves sitting in the center of.

Ego dissolution is the name of the game at the moment, and it is both unprecedentedly liberating and also crushingly daunting and disconcerting at the same time.

It feels like we are being asked to give up SO MUCH.

If I’m not THIS thing, THESE ways, THOSE familiarities - Who Will I Be?

When I admit that a whole chunk of my identity is actually now obsolete, how do I not condemn myself for having gotten it WRONG all these years?

Is there ANYTHING we get to hold onto as we get melted down and alchemized into (fingers crossed) a Higher Version of ourselves?

Lessons in Dying is our Wild Soul Medicine for today.

As we attempt to humble ourselves, let go again, and surrender into the intensity of the unfoldment…

We can hold on to each other.

Standing here together watching our most precious pieces go up in flames.

Steadying our impulse to reach in and grab a favorite “treasure” back from the funeral pyre, we get to lean against a sister grieving her lost pieces or put a hand on the back of one who is raging at the impossibility of what more there is to be fed to the hungry conflagration.

I'm here with you, Dear One.

Mourning and celebrating. Bowing and cursing.

Bring yourself and All That Remains today at 9:00 am PT/Noon ET.

We’ll take stock, roast some marshmallows, and sing heart songs of love and devotion as we fan the flames.

Because you’re a phoenix like that.