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Untamed Grace, Geelong (2025)

14/06/2024

YOU get to choose.
You have the power to choose.
You are capable of making a choices.
You get to decide what is best for you.
You get to choose what thoughts you entertain, what feelings you allow to become, what you do every moment, ever.
YOU get to choose.

How fu***ng epic is that.

We all have within us the power to choose, whatever that means for you. We all have within us incredible ability to think and feel and do what is true to us - if you struggle to really know the way, start by asking “is this helpful or unhelpful” (to me, my goals, my plans, my higher purpose, my mind, body, spirit), if you find the answer is no, then make you choice and change the path..

If you’re not sure how.. reach out, very soon I will be offer 1:1 counselling and would love to support YOU in discovering YOUR own power and strength.

Because I believe in you, totally, fully, completely and even if you don’t have the hope right now, I can hold it for you, until you are ready to take it back. I’ve got you.

Here is a picture of my outfit yesterday, washing machine hasn’t arrived yet so at the end of my clean clothes so wearing a miss match of a few random items.. looking ridiculous but CHOOSING to own my quirky anyway.

Wild love to you beautiful beings.
Maddie xx

07/06/2024

Going to bed with a bursting heart after my first night as the Mental Health Clinician at a new job. Sometimes I’m so incredibly in awe of my life it takes my breath away.

This new job, with incredible opportunities to travel Australia and support young people, meeting other awesome humans who care about mental health and wellbeing is beyond a dream..

So incredibly in awe of this life I’m creating..

01/06/2024

We were approved for a house!!

And just like that I can let go of the breath I didn’t know I’d been holding..

So begins our next chapter..

31/05/2024

I feel anger within me today. Like a swirling tornado of irritation within my body and mind.
I’ve had a great week, beginning with a beautiful Wild Being event, presenting in classes on some of my favourite women’s health topics at work, super productive and feeling back in flow after not for a few months.
Yet today, as my weekend begins I feel it within me. The heat. The frustration, the irritation, the eruption waiting to happen.

I could have forgotten to take my antidepressants for a few days, maybe I’m overwhelmed with my sons and their constant needing things from me, the lack of alone time I have. Maybe I’m soul tired and my cup is empty. Maybe I’m sick of not having my own home and playing the endless game of inspection, application, rejection. Maybe I’m sick of not finding pants I love that look good, maybe I’m stretching myself too thin and doing too much. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

It doesn’t feel nice.
I don’t like it when my mind wants to be okay but the rest of me feels heavy with feeling.

I suppose the why of it doesn’t really matter.. it’s what I choose to do with it now.

My gut is asking me to growl and roar while I’m in my own space so I don’t allow my anger to seep out and hurt my children.
My body is asking to shake, stomp, tap and move some of this feeling around.
My face and hands are asking to be rubbed with beautiful oil, my eyes closed, slowly inhaling and exhaling, letting go what needs to go.
My soul is asking for nourishment and gentleness, compassion and understanding.
My mind is asking to write.. so here I am.

ALL of my feeling is welcome, all of my anger and irritation and frustration and overwhelm is welcome.. I have reason to feel.. we all do.

I get to choose what I do with this raging tornado within me today though and I’m going to listen to what my body, mind, heart and soul are asking of me today.

Are you listening to you?
What do you need today?

23/05/2024

Can you feel it?
The slowing,
the withdrawing,
the turning inward.

Can you feel it?
The stilling of the mind,
the calming of the heart,
the slowing of the body.

Can you feel it?
The increasing darkness,
the welcoming under,
the decent.

Once upon a time I took no real, intentional notice of the seasons; I observed the seasonal changes, the leaves falling from the trees, the changes in temperature, the blossoms in spring, the heat in summer and frost on my windscreen but I was not connected on a deeper level, I didn’t comprehend, or care to understand the intricate and beautifully woven designs that impact our entire being so intimately.

Then I started to notice, learn, acknowledge and get to know what the seasons mean for me as a person, for my body, my mind, my environment and how the “season” impact every part of my life.

Winter has become a time for rest, for introspection, for going inward and being with the dark. It is a time for deep nourishment of the soul and body; it is a time for slowness and ease.

Every month I experience my own inner winter, as I bleed, apart of my monthly cycle, every year I experience the winter within our world, and often within my mind, emotional self and creativity I experience the seasons of planting, taking root, blossoming, blooming, death then rebirth again and again, the seasons of me.

I made a choice to stop judging myself for WANTING to slow down and retreat during the winter. I let go of the idea that I had to keep pushing to live as I would in any other season. I gave myself permission to feel as the Earth feels and live as the Earth lives. Slow, quiet, dark, still, in rest, allowing to die what needs to die so new, can come again. To honour the winter within and the winter out.

Do you feel it?
The winter calling.
How will you honour it?

Join us at The Veiling, a medicine woman immersion to honour the winter within, however she is, however she comes, however she’s been.
Saturday June 1st, 2024, Bancoora
Details via the link in my bio.

Wild love,
Maddie xx
weaving l

17/05/2024

I met a girl at the library tonight who knew my boys. Her brother was friends with my middle boy. She told me that she and her brother were riding their electric scooter recently and that had they had fallen off and hurt themselves.
At the time she remembered that our house was close by so they went there for help.. she found it all burned and gone. She said she couldn’t believe it.

Our chat made my heart hurt. Made me miss all the kids I used to have coming through my house, even though sometimes I found it so incredibly annoying. Every day one of the boys friends, or people who knew the boys would come over, ask the boys to play, walk through the house, play on the Xbox, jump on our trampoline, call one of their names from over the fence.

People knew we lived there and knew it was a place they could come and be welcomed.

All my life, since I was a kid myself I’d hoped that one day I would have a home where people felt welcome, where they could come and have a snack or hang out, that was open for all who needed a place.

I’m calling in a home that can be the same again, better than our old home even. With a big enough dining area I can have a big table to cook dinners for all our people, a comfy lounge room with space for couches for the boys and their friends to hang out, in a part of Leopold that is easily accessible for the kids to come, knowing they have a safe place if they ever need.

I continue to sit in deep trust, believing with everything in me that we will find a house and a landlord will choose us for the perfect home for my little family and our community.

Missing my home tonight but letting it all wash over me knowing that we’re living a beautiful life and it will only get better.

12/05/2024

Dirt under my fingernails,
Glitter over my skin.
Cuts on my feet from dancing barefoot on the forest floor.
The song of joyful, laughing women still ringing in my ears.
The smell of ancient Redwoods and the damp earth lingering with each inhale.
Skin, soft and smooth, the scent of orange and sesame from the hand crafted oils I massaged into my luscious body.
A joyous heart, expanding with love for the incredible experiences I am honoured to be apart of and for the women alongside me on this journey.
Deep, deep gratitude for my friend and co creator .weaving
Light dancing throughout my body, my light, remembering why I’m here.

How could it get any better than this?

Thank you Dear Ones for sitting in circle today, for seeing me, for allowing me to witness you, for your laughter, joy and silliness. You are light. I love you.

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Season of Light
A Wild Being creation
Closing container after a four month journey

If you’re feeling the call to the Wild, to being in deep connection with the Earth, to sisterhood, to sitting in relationship with self and getting mud under your fingernails, cuts on your feet from dancing barefoot, joy and liberation like you’ve never known and a deep holding please join us on our next journeys..
🌀 May 26th, Wild Being Forest Immersion event
🌀 June 1st, The Veiling, a medicine women’s journey day retreat
🌀 August, Season of Love, a four month journey (closed container)

For more details visit .weaving &

Wild love and commitment to you, always
Maddie xx

02/05/2024

What an amazing thing to realise you’ve survived every single challenge that’s been put in front of you, you’ve overcome every breaking apart of yourself, you’ve lived through all the heart ache and it hasn’t destroyed you; that every day there is hope for more beautiful moments and that you have built an unwavering faith and resilience of yourself, showing your children you can do hard things… ooooft, rise baby! Rise.

23/04/2024

In the wise words of my BFF..

“Sometimes just showing up is enough”.

Loving you .redhead

23/04/2024

When the safety and security of my children is threatened everything within me wants to control every aspect of our lives until the deemed “threat” is over. I want to micro and macro manage everything and make sure I right all the wrongs that have happened because of my choices. The guilt and regret is overwhelming and suffocating at times.

This time doesn’t call for control through, it isn’t asking for micromanagement. It’s calling for surrender, trust and an openness to allow the Universe, God, Spirit - the powers at be bigger than myself to lead the way.

It’s calling for a letting go of the judgement and harsh criticism and giving myself grace, just noticing the feelings without being overwhelmed by them, being curious but not holding onto anything.

My life feels like a continuous lesson on trust and surrender to the process.

They were the first words I had permanently inked on my body “trust the process”, at the time in relation to birth and the work I wanted to do but now the motto I live my life by, however challenging at times.

I’m getting better at letting go but when something so significant happens, like the burning down of mine and my sons home by someone I loved and trusted it throws me way off.

And yet, I still feel the deep trust I’ve gained and it is the word I keep coming back to.

Trust, trust, trust.

Today I’m asking myself how can I trust more?
Where do I need to further surrender?
Have I hardened up or can I remain soft?
Can I let go and believe that we will be okay?
Am I able to let the guilt dissolve?
And I safe to trust, surrender, soften?

Can I?

22/04/2024

“Bones represent the indestructible force. They are by their structure, hard to burn, nearly impossible to pulverise. Bones represent the indestructible soul-spirit. We know the soul-spirit can be injured and maimed, but it is very nearly impossible to kill”

- Clarissa Pinkola Estés

21/04/2024

My Suns ☀️

20/04/2024

My Nan was hit by a car and died when I was 15. She was my favourite person and incredibly involved in my life. I adored her and she felt like home to me.
She used to make Anzac biscuits, throughout out my entire childhood I stood at the kitchen bench with her making them, watching the bi carb foam up the golden syrup, mixing it in the bowl, sneaking balls of mixture when she looked away, squashing them down before they went in the oven. Hers were always a bit harder than usual ever cook mine, I’ve never been able to make them the same, I like them chewy better but I’ve always wanted the memory of hers.

Tonight a neighbour bought over a jar of Anzac biscuits having learned why a strange little family was staying in the house next to hers.

They taste exactly like my Nan’s used to, they have the same crunch, the same colour. I wanted to cry when I first bit into it.

Little bits of what feels like home to me are showing up everywhere at the moment reminding me that home is not a place, not always.. it is anywhere and anything that means something to you. An Anzac biscuit, a road you used to ride your bike down, you sons arms around your neck, the smell of your Mumma.

Soak it all in, soak it up and remember what home is to you ♥️

19/04/2024

I am the freckles on my face and the shape of my lips.
I am the ginger in my hair, laced through with the white of wisdom.
I am the blue of my eyes and the blonde tipped lashes.
I am the shape of my jaw and the curve of my neck.
I am the long fingers and funny thumbs.
I am the breasts, not so high and tight after giving life to three babies.
I am the white skin of my belly, decorated with the scars of an expanding belly as it grew my babes.
I am the ginormous feet that have carried me through every day of my life so far.
I am the breath in my lungs and the life in my body.
I am the warm heart, beating the precious blood throughout my body and the soul heart constantly expanded with love for more women, more people, more.
I am the stillness when my I’m in nature.
I am the knowing deep within that guides my every day when I silence the ego.
I am the trust I have in the process, in the path, in something bigger than myself that is always leading, always at work, always guiding.
I am the womb that carries the limitless potential of creation.
I am the brain within my skull, full of firing neurons and soft tissue that enables all things for me within this life.
I am my intellect, my intelligence, my thoughts, my knowledge always seeking to know more, be more.
I am the connection I have with people, everywhere, part of me within them and them within me.
I am the ideas I have and the offerings I bring to life to serve others, always to serve others.
I am the words from my mouth and the songs I sing to uplift and unite my community.
I am the smallest cell within my body and the most expansive thought within my mind.
I am the spirit that flows through me, offering me the gifts I’m honoured to receive…

Continued in comments..

19/04/2024

I am the freckles on my face and the shape of my lips.
I am the ginger in my hair, laced through with the white of wisdom.
I am the blue of my eyes and the blonde tipped lashes.
I am the shape of my jaw and the curve of my neck.
I am the long fingers and funny thumbs.
I am the breasts, not so high and tight after giving life to three babies.
I am the white skin of my belly, decorated with the scars of an expanding belly as it grew my babes.
I am the ginormous feet that have carried me through every day of my life so far.
I am the breath in my lungs and the life in my body.
I am the warm heart, beating the precious blood throughout my body and the soul heart constantly expanded with love for more women, more people, more.
I am the stillness when my I’m in nature.
I am the knowing deep within that guides my every day when I silence the ego.
I am the trust I have in the process, in the path, in something bigger than myself that is always leading, always at work, always guiding.
I am the womb that carries the limitless potential of creation.
I am the brain within my skull, full of firing neurons and soft tissue that enables all things for me within this life.
I am my intellect, my intelligence, my thoughts, my knowledge always seeking to know more, be more.
I am the connection I have with people, everywhere, part of me within them and them within me.
I am the ideas I have and the offerings I bring to life to serve others, always to serve others.
I am the words from my mouth and the songs I sing to uplift and unite my community.
I am the smallest cell within my body and the most expansive thought within my mind.
I am the spirit that flows through me, offering me the gifts I’m honoured to receive.
I am the centre of my universe and the universe is me.
I am filled with infinite possibility, without limit or restriction.
I am the stars and the moon, the entire galaxy.
I am all that is, all that has been and all that will be…

Cont in comments..

18/04/2024

Who am I?

Who am I without the material identity from the life I’ve lived?

The material things I’ve known, created, loved and bought to life burned away to ashes and rubble.

Who am I?

Who am I without my childhood Teddy, Snowey, reminding me of companionship, no matter what.
Who am I without the old photos of my baby and child self, a reminder of the little girl I’d been.
Who am I without my drums that tethered me to my wild self.
Who am I without my books that anchored me to my knowledge.
Who am I without the journals I’d written of a life so far lived.
Who am I without the clothes I had chosen to create the identity I wished to portray.
Who am I without the kitchen aid I used to bake a decade of beautiful food for the people I’ve loved.
Who am I without the herbs and plants I’d harvested, dried and loved into new life as I remembered an old knowing.
Who am I without the chimes I used to support women into relaxation.
Who am I without a table to serve food to those I care about.
Who am I without the trinkets and treasures I’d collected throughout my 33 years in this life.

Who am I without.. who am I without.. who am I without..

I am, as I always say, I am.

I am not the things I’ve collected or kept as material possessions.

I am just as I am.

Mother to my sons, forevermore.

Woman with a heart to love and support others, a heart which can never be burned away.

Daughter, sister, friend, nurse, colleague.

I am not what I had, I am what I am.

16/04/2024

Cannot wait to find out..

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