Jody England

The world has gone insane.Hatred, violence, war…. raining down on each other.The wrath of madness infecting and upending everything.Mad Emperor disease running like rancid slurry from the top down.Filling the tributaries of our hearts and minds with self righteousness, fear, and suspicion.Making us ravenous for sustenance for the voracious appetite of unchecked ego.It fills the spaces in between.The ghost in the machine putting just the right smoke in front of just the right mirrors to enhance and magnify the required distortion.The Darkness is having its way with Us.Native Americans had a name for this ancient affliction of humanity.They called it Wetiko.A psychic virus of the Soul.Indigenous people have been tracking this phenomena for centuries.Naming the unnamable thing that renders us unable to see and hear Truth, to walk in love and kindness, to remember Who We Are.We are at critical mass with this epidemic.If we are to succeed at Uniting the Factions we will have to get up close and personal with what

I have been disturbed this week by some striking examples of the continued factionalization of our collective through interpersonal violence in the form of political correctness, social media outrage, and holier than thou, good old fashioned shaming.It’s rough to watch the drum beat of “Oh No she didn’t!” reach crescendo pitch as the next witch is brought forward for trial by Facebook.What are we doing?Are some of us blessed with special insight that gives us unique permission to call out the egregious ignorance of our brothers and sisters?If we can prove our own victimhood beyond a shadow of a doubt (at least in our mind) do we have a free pass to make others pay for their privilege or oversight?Since the world seems to be getting meaner and meaner, do we have a green light to embrace the aggression of our oppressors and unleash it on each other?What is Real?What is worth fighting for?Are you part of the problem or part of the solution?On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week we are in search of Truth.Sifting t

Relationship.Our greatest teacher.Interacting with other humans is messy business.Navigating the I and We; the You and Me.Our wounding, habits, and conditioning teaching us to reflexively give ourselves away before we’ve even begun.Endless external feedback loops reporting back to us about conditions being less than ideal for us to be Who We Are.Obligation, politeness, fear, judgment, placation, disappointment - standing in as sentries against bringing our best Selves to the table.I’ll bring mine if you bring yours.No… you first.It’s an epic game of Texas Hold ‘Em where no ever truly Folds.Without knowing it, we become completely dependent on the the reactions of others to dictate our movements through the world.Our creativity becomes hobbled by the abdication of our sovereignty in favor of maintaining connection.On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week, I have something to say.Here are some highlights to listen for: (05:30) Teachings of the Twin Flame(14:30) The Two Sides of Wholeness(23:20) The Case Against Br

One of the most authentically Wild Women I know, Samantha Sweetwater is a force of nature.Brilliant, kind, powerful and awake, this woman is uniquely connected to both the micro and the macro of the evolutionary pulse.Today we are dropping in for a Wild Soul Medicine Conversation to continue our exploration of Resourcing: http://wildsoulmedicine.comWe’ll be talking:•Cryptocurrency•The #metoo movement•Including men•Evolutionary edges•And whether money is inherently flawed or really just energy.Join us at 9:00 am PT/Noon ET for some inspirational Soul Food, as we feast on the juiciness of visionary manna: http://wildsoulmedicine.comLove,Jody

“Mine is a long and a sad tale!' said the Mouse, turning to Alice, and sighing.'It is a long tail, certainly,' said Alice, looking down with wonder at the Mouse's tail; 'but why do you call it sad?” - Lewis Carroll, Alice in WonderlandDeeper down the Rabbit Hole I go.I know it’s not April 1st, but it IS April and we’re all Fools.Art by Greg HildebrandtThe question is — to what level we are Aware of that…Or Not.I have always been deeply attuned to Stories.I love reading them, listening to them, watching them, being seduced by them.As I’ve grown, I’ve become adept at telling them and even better at Deconstructing them.Reading between the lines as people share their story about who they are, where they’ve been, or what has happened to them.I am a genius at listening through the extraneous details and helping people to step outside of their stories.To see what is True.This work is Who I Am.Or rather… Who I’ve Been.It seems another round of Medicine is up for consideration around it.Despite (or rather because of)

It’s my Birthday week!Celebrating the start of my 46th year around the sun, I have never felt more vibrant, alive, or whole.There is so much moving through me, wanting to be Expressed. It feels really juicy to be me right now.As fate would have it, my birthday fell on Wild Soul Medicine Radio day this week, and I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.I filled my day with things that bring me joy and pleasure, and delivering an edgy, loving, Soul transmission from my heart to yours is at the top of that list. On tap for this week is a continuation of the discussion surrounding our big announcement last week: We are including Men in the Temple.If you missed the episode last week, you can catch the full explanation here.I am following my Guidance on this one.I don’t know that I am ready or that I know how to do this.(I certainly DON’T know how to do it perfectly.)And saying Yes to it is bringing forward new places in me that require tending and awareness.It is interrupting my old flows and habits and scratching

It’s Big Picture time.Visioning into where we are going and mapping the terrain of how we’ll get there.As we step back and survey the land, we wonder into the larger plan and dream of how we might fit into it.In the last decade or so, I have not been a fan of planning ahead.Devoted to practicing in the Now moment, it seemed incongruent to waste energy on what I’d like to have happen down the road.Ask my support staff…Lou (our genius tech master) has had to adapt to receiving the e-mail content for the week’s Wild Soul Medicine episode within an hour of it airing.Mary Jo (our online business manager) spent 18 months at the ready for the next launch (which so far hasn’t actually happened.)I needed this time.There was much to unravel around my Type A, controlling, business Creatrix nature.Learning to take my hands off the wheel and settle into the myopic rewiring of my system.Getting up close and personal with my Ways.Also my blocks, patterns, and disowned parts.There is a lot to See.Growing my capacity to Be Wi

It’s been quite a week.If you’ve been online at all, you’ve witnessed the tsunami of Me Too’s flooding your social media feed.Face to face with what we already Know to be True and also bellied up to the Darkness of our Feminine Predicament.So many feelings to be felt, trauma to be processed, questions to be asked.And of course, Me Too.That time at church camp with the molesty camp counselor.The time in 6th grade when I was standing as catcher in gym class and the male gym teacher and boys on the other team were standing behind me and someone grabbed my ass. I turned around to find ALL of them laughing. Including the teacher. Humiliated and captive with everyone in on the joke but me.Again in 8th grade when I was cornered, alone in the school by the two brothers who were stars of the football team. Them aggressively chasing me and eventually pinning me up against the bleachers as they started to pull my shirt up. [Finally] saved by someone opening the hallway door so I could make my escape.The supervisor at my

I’m alone in my Temple.Meditating and Praying.Inviting Goddess to come closer.That I might feel Her and sense Her.Becoming still, I Listen to the whispers of her Presence.In the midst of so much heartbreak and violence, I wonder how to expand my heart big enough to contain the pain.In the loneliness of Witnessing the pain and destruction, I cry out for Mercy.And she comes.So Sweetly.Loving me in ways that are beyond my comprehension.Guiding me, showing me, holding me.Gentleness and compassion - as always - her Calling card.On Wild Soul Medicine Radio today, we will gather to Pray and Remember: http://wildsoulmedicine.comReturning to our trust in the Divine Web that holds us and enfolds us.Feeling our connection to the Something Greater as we lean into the letting go’s we are being asked to make.Offering a sense of safety to our frazzled nervous systems and bullet riddled consciousness as we Fall Back.Into Grace.I will meet you there.

It’s hard to believe it has been a week since our last Wild Soul Medicine transmission.Ten days since Lance and I initiated our separation.It seems like eons ago and also just a moment or two that we began this phase of Becoming.Time feels surreal when you are in the Dying.Totally off script... I keep reaching for some advice or guidance on how to DO this thing.What we should be thinking or saying. How we ought to be acting or feeling.And I’m also clear that we are making up our own script here.Doing it OUR way.Listening carefully to the new language of the I and We.Allowing the whispers of the In-formation of our own Needs to show us and teach us what is next.Giving time and space to the long quiet parts of ourselves that are re-introducing themselves in the Void.We aren’t only Dying either.There is so much Life in the midst of what is falling away.After almost two years of not even a job interview, Lance has had several hot prospects - one of which is a dream job scenario for him.I couraged up and dove into

“I do not show this skin for you.I show myself, to know myself.”My latest round of Medicine with exchange continues.Deepening in to refinements around misalignments, withholds, one-sided set ups, and blindspots -- I am being humbled by the beauty of this Teaching.Last week on Wild Soul Medicine Radio we discussed Essence as Exchange.An esoteric concept with practical applications for building a New Earth.After the show, I continued to crunch around on this one.I’ve had several more exchange conversations since then.Some of them triggered wounding that was ready to show itself, and upon showing itself illuminated Awareness that opened and expanded my understanding of where adjustments needed to be made.I am learning that when we Exchange as Essence, we must be willing to Show Ourselves at the deepest levels.Highlights to listen for: (03:00) Essence Economics pt. II(13:35) Showing ourselves to know ourselves (19:50) Using dynamite to light a candle(35:30) The messiness of soul exchange(44:45) Omega Dogs: Offeri

“What’s it like to be you?”Really like?As our humanity evolves from a judgment/fear based one to a compassion/love based one, we are struggling to find a way to love and include it All.Neo-Nazis, white supremacists, entrenched patriarchists, the uber privileged.It is SO much easier to judge them than to love them.And if we are going to try to love them, to do some from a distance (with a little “holier than thou” thrown in for good measure.)Charles Eisenstein suggests that a foundational question in our move toward a Compassionate Society is to ask, What is it like to be you?Not in a partial way, as in, “If I were you, I would do better.”But in a Whole Way, as in, “If I were you, I would do exactly as you are doing. I want to understand All of It.”This is a tall order and one we are certainly growing into.And… there is a playing field where we can begin to try on our compassion muscles that doesn’t require us having to align with or collude with racists right off the bat.(Thank Goddess.)A place where fully in