winter, wealth and a wild life

Winter, wealth and a wild life

I tell you, it’s been a tame Winter so far. I’ve barely left behind my cold outdoor showers amongst the orange blossoms and unearthed my Uggs. That’s just how it is in Queensland. Divinely Winter. Coffees with the girls across from the river in soft mellow sunshine are just the bomb. The cyclists are glistening in lycra, the guys just off their ocean kayaks are warming up with a fresh brew. A recent coffee and chat morning down the coast led me straight into a 30-day money challenge group with (mostly) women from around the country and world. You soon discover that to dismantle those limiting beliefs you hold about money you have to clean up your stuff. The way you see the world, others and “”central station” YOU. It’s about tweaking your inner wealth. And that’s where the honey is. It feels so good to be a student of the world, the universe, delving into spirit, mind body connection and self healing. I love the inspiration, appreciating everything anew, unpacking truth, setting intention for self-love and care, claiming the goddess edge in my family of men.

The yellow-tailed black cockatoos soar overhead at this time of the year, calling out the season, leaving a trail of munched Banksia cones on the beach path. Flocks of Rainbow Lorikeets skim by in a chattering mass of colour. Mmm, Winters in Queensland.
And here I am, running wildly, barefoot on the beach pressing my feet deeply into the sand, sending energetic roots down so Earth holds me, the dreamer, steady. Next thing I’m off into the void but cleaning chakras intently.


All the tools we learn on this amazing planet give us the gift of consciousness. They allow me to return each day to embrace the hectic rush of a work day or a day of home work, and mine its gems. It helps me lift myself up time and again with forgiveness, to try again. So yay to peace and days of wonder. Live your wild and precious life keenly. Be kind, be open to the mystery of it all. Live with a kind of surrender.

Physician and spiritual seeker, Lissa Rankin sums up the mystery we breach. “While we participate with 3D reality and while we play a role in the co-creation process, perhaps we are not masters of our destiny. Nor are we victims of our DNA. We have many tools in our toolbox, whether they be conventional medical tools or metaphysical tools, but we are not in control of the outcomes of our lives or anyone else’s. This is an uncomfortable thing for many to admit. Both practitioners and patients prefer to believe we are in control. Messages ranging from the Western medical system to energy healers to The Secret suggest that we can control our destinies if only we try hard enough. If conventional tools don’t work, just try harder with your metaphysical and energy tools. But what if that’s only part of the picture?
I suspect we exist somewhere in between- in that humble space between stories, where we don’t know- and perhaps we don’t want to know or need to know. Perhaps there is a greater plan that our conscious minds can never understand. Physical or mental illness- or financial difficulties, relationship problems, the loss of a loved ones, or other heartbreak, loss and disappointment- may be part of this larger plan….
If I believe anything, I guess I believe we are here in service to a cosmic plan- and our soul’s blueprint has optional assignments we are invited to fulfill as part of this cosmic plan. Yet this plan is a mystery. Charles Eisenstein calls it “the invisible path.” Perhaps we are given clues about how to walk in impeccable alignment on the invisible path- through our bodies, our intuition, synchronicity, knowers and seers, the traditions of the indigenous people and other wisdom keepers. Yet we can never know this path. There is no certain map, no foreseeable plan. Perhaps we are never meant to know the plan- or rather, we’re only given information about the next steps on a need to know basis. When we admit this, we stay humble, willing to not know as we navigate the space between stories.
But there again, I don’t know.”

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