About

I started on this path as a teenager and I am fifty four now. When I began this road we didn’t have computers, iPhones or shaman schools. The witch community was fairly underground and  secular. Although  I knew women who had carried the lineage of being a witch through multiple generations there was no such “known” luck for me. I was also prone to internal misogyny and the word witch scared me for fear of the hatred it evoked, a hatred of women. Shaman had no such resonance and also no one was talking about it. I mean literally NO ONE. Now we have shaman toothpaste and shaman deodorant. In almost forty years I have only met a very few people I would consider to be actual shamans and they have a huge responsibility on their hands, but thats another story.

Before I understood that medicine work , healing work.. was about understanding where your gifts were on a spectrum.. let alone how to develop and cultivate them….   One had to go on their own to the ends of the earth, without a map to find a woman to teach a young padawan  *protege*. There was to today’s standards , no new age trend other than Shirley Maclaine who was revered but also ridiculed for her beliefs. What a  brave woman she is to have come forward. Sadly as I have come to know painfully well,  the intergenerational and epigenetic  instinct  inbred through the age of patriarchy creates a communal orgiastic joy when the community mobs hunt and burn women down.  This urge, to set fire to a woman, has never left us and the internet has not only given us a superficial view  of healing  and the work of a wise woman…. and what it takes to do  and embody the work…. it has  made targeting women much easier, in this regard. It is never easy to be a strong woman, to be a visible woman. And as much as the internet started out as a tool to  connect us and show us potential role models and ways to go.. it has become a driving force for  distortion, dis-regulation, radicalization  and a highly curated and often false vision of what it is to be in a lifetime of service.

For my generation let alone the women who came before me…. For Anyone who was interested in the healing arts  e had to literally go to any length. And that was me.

I wanted to be trained. I wanted to be a helper. Prone to disassociation as a trauma response…I maybe also wanted to disappear. I wanted to be absorbed into the world of magic and healing and run away or somehow have my own massive gaping wounds sutured by osmosis.I don’t think I was afraid of the work to heal. But as a teenager and even into my forties … .. I was afraid of the wound. Of the ENORMITY of it and the amount of years and energy every adult around me put into either  pretending the wound wasn’t there, or more likely, blaming me for the infliction.  Although it certainly wasn’t true that I had inflicted the first wounds on myself, *other than the spiritual concept of CHOOSING our family our “karma “ and signing off, from the spirit world on every struggle this walk will bring us* ? I definitely inflicted  many more wounds on my self.

I have come a long way. Im a work in progress but don’t listen to anyone who can’t say that upfront, ever.  IN fact feel free not listen to me. Take what works and leave the rest, by all means.

I am so grateful for the road I have been on that I want to share a little more with whoever it may be helpful to, of what this path and  what the hard work  has shown me.

Our ways home to ourselves, are very ever a straight line but it does narrow the longer one is on it. The work to find our way back to ourselves from whatever it is we have elected to experience or what has been visited upon us, fairly or not… is solitary.  But it is also not done entirely in isolation.

On that note, I want to thank everyone who has taught me good bad and ugly. I want to thank and  welcome you all to the this site and offer a little bit of who I am and why I have pledged my life to serve others . In sharing  what it means, in my own humble opinion, to be a helper, I hope to help show the path and illuminate some of the very real dangers , potholes and vortexes that exist in both the ceremonial and wellness communities. 

These are two places where wounded people, like me go to heal .. and without a very clear and clean set of principles to guide one or the ones you are sitting with ? It can be extremely dangerous at worst and misleading and extortive at best. For any of us know.. maybe adding years to your healing journey may just be the path you need to take to learn what you need to learn.

And… sometimes we can save ourselves a lot of pain and years of working through more wounds.

If we can be honest about who we are, what we are running from and to, and how we may be painting red flags green to get something we think or feel very strongly that we need we can find the right teachings and teachers. Sometimes that means just listening to ourselves a little better. And that’s what the way home work is here to hep you with.

In service

Sara