Spider Woman with Claws

You’re like a spider woman with claws trying to rip open shit with a nastiness and distaste that drips fierceness from your tongue.

Tracking for threads of truth within her rage from a blinding pain that is all consuming when she’s misunderstood and her grandmothers that live inside her are not seen.
Polishing her finds with the saliva of her ancestors, delicately placing each piece of wisdom on the shelf to lead her back to who she is. Collecting magic with her hands from deep within the earth, her elbows begin to grow roots and she becomes the wildness that she remembers.

Protector from violence she becomes, as she soaks up the volcanic liquid that meets the lava inside of her and spills from her mouth and between her legs and that’s when the world wills her death when she becomes more than can ever be understood.

A power that fills her from the mud she likes to smear over her body. A reminder that her ancestors live inside of her as she reaches for their bones deep within the earth.
And with everything she knows, they still try and silence her rage from being heard, even from women that say they understand but haven’t ventured deep enough to know it in their bones.

As her lava spills and hardens to create new surface, she collects all the fuckers that try to destroy her and suffocates them with her fire.
Give no fucks, be the bitch that only the earth understands because of the love you hold and have for Her.
She understands why death is important and why woven skins that violate her is fucking necessary.

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The War that’s Coming

It’s a stirring that never goes away. A chaos that’s deep in the marrow. A burn that’s lived through the rage of all the women before you. A scream that’s eternally lived from centuries of pain from the tribes I am from.

No matter how you expect a woman should be, she will never be what you want her to be no matter how hard you try to make her fear her fire. It’s a furnace of heat that will melt your fucking insides with the sting of her words and the trickery of her niceness.

Understand, if you take the light out of her eyes you’re creating something you don’t want to fuck with no matter how meek and complying you think she is. A darkness is stirring that will swallow you both whole, but only one will make it out alive.

I’ve had my bones broken in many places and set them back together with the wisdom from my grandmothers loved back with the chaos I was born and taught to fear.
You can’t destroy a woman that is made of death that enjoys inflicting pain and sewing lips with whispered words of hate that she is made of. The misconception that you’re going to be some fucking nun when you rewild and come back to the woman you are is a fucking lie. You live the rawness of nature and the ferocity of your ancestors honour. Think before you try to smack a bitch down because she will rise with her people behind her.
When the fuck are cunts going to learn that we don’t break, we burn.
I ain’t going to pretty it up for the war thats comin.

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Change

Choice and change. Saying so because of the panic and unrest so many get caught in fearing the chaos of change and right now we’re surfing one of those deep pockets of transformation. Or change in general even if it goes smoothly.
I understand the panic and fear, it goes with old wounds associated with trauma and change and navigating unknown territory.
I understand anxiety gets hooked on feeding these beliefs which only amplifies the fear you’re already feeling so kind reminders to ground a fuck load through it and take many breaks where you can to do so.

In my ancestral practice, we look at anxiety as an opportunity to strengthen how to ground and stand in power, to strengthen inner sight and to see and be connected to knowing while we’re in it. It’s one of the most important practices to navigate through, taking you deeper each time to understand and to know, strengthening with clarity your relationship to fear, to your body, earth and ancestors. This is just another practice to ground energy and to pull up more power and it’s continual through journeying through each layer of ancestral trauma when it’s triggered.

Give yourself space to process the internal changes to embody the knowing of it.
#ancestralwitchcraft #ancestralhealing

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Woman: Darkness & Transformation

The experience of guilt when transforming away from those you have felt connected to, whether family, friends or partners, or all of the above is a wound and trigger we revisit over and over again each time we grow and we feel the pain of letting go, of death.

So let me speak about shame, toxic behaviours, care taker role, guilt, rage and depression/oppression.

All the above is saturated with shame, grief, rage, PSTD, anxiety, fear and the fear is fearing self rejection and the isolation that women we’ve experienced one too many times.. when we choose or have chosen to step into our power and value ourselves. We don’t know how long we’ll spiral down into the depths of our darkness each time we break open again.

We’ve been shamed, ridiculed, put down, abused and abandoned if we have chosen ourselves in the past. For some women growing up, we have experienced this pain again and again, then in adulthood and it has been a reoccurring pattern to the point of really fearing stepping into and reclaiming her power until she decides no more. That is not to say you won’t experience it again each time you choose you, it means you choose you and feel the emotions with presence so you can grow from them.

Now, this grief, even the shame and fear of reclamation of our power, there are gifts within our power within each layer emotion and wound.
See the fear and emotion you need to navigate through as the potency of your power. Each layer needs to be worked through, felt, and understood to reclaim wisdom and knowing for you to stand grounded and solid in your fire. For your power to be earthed.

You know darkness, which is the feminine, why our matriarchal lines are more dominantly felt because our experience is primordial. We know what it is to be woman. We hear the whispers of knowing through our bodies, our wombs, our breasts. We know how our bodies relate, speak and know the earth. We don’t feel the disconnection or separation with Her because we know.
Why we feel our Mother so deeply…and the darker and oppressive your experiences in life has been my loves, it is the potency and grounding your power needs for you to be able to carry and walk it.
You were never broken, we don’t break, we die, we weave and rebirth over and over again just like our Mother.

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The Smell of Bone Mother- moving with nature

I remember a time I was sitting at my desk working and I sensed the rattle of bone mother, of death. Acknowledging the presence, I kept working and stayed present with what I felt throughout the days, and sure enough I watched one ending happen after another. No resisting, just moving and navigating with what I felt and saw and open space to what is I needed to put to rest. It is a practice. It isn’t something we switch onto but through experience you cultivate a deep respect for death and the cutting wisdom and presence it offers, and as painful as it can be, it is what it is and resisting it only creates more pain, more anxiety, more rage and even desperation if you resist it for too long. Desperation to try and keep shit together the way it once was which only creates more chaos and destruction and will heighten anxiety where you feel you’re out of control as fear does when it’s constantly being fed. And don’t we all learn the fucking hard way.

Let’s not forget our friend grief. Grief is a potent doorway to knowing. It anchors us in our bodies and to the earth offering insight we may never receive without experiencing emotional heaviness. It pushes us to explore the deep, to cave and connect to wisdom that is hidden within the darkest places. Who we really are beneath the many layers of pain, and death our dear friend will highlight many losses so we can reclaim our real selves and take a hard fucking look at what we haven’t loved yet about the person we are, or even know about ourselves. The clean white bone truth can be painful but fucking liberating and freeing.

It opens infinite space and a feeling of safeness even though it may be painful and shit is all over the place but you’re grounded no matter how overwhelmed you’re feeling. That connection to knowing gives clarity within emotional chaos. It makes space to grieve and to acknowledge feelings. To be rooted with clarity because you’re moving with your knowing. That opens the channel to see clearly while standing in the aftermath of which pieces to pick up, and the opportunities that presents itself. Opportunities we may miss if we get lost in emotion and resisting to embrace and accept what no longer is.

It’s learning to practice to move with nature. Not all situations are going to be comfortable or pleasant, but practice being grounded lessens anxiety and strengthens trust in yourself which in turn strengthens knowing. That strengthening in knowing is fucking everything and is the real you. When we live who we really are, we move with the rhythm of nature, and that my loves is what I leave you with for now.

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