Kerry Wilde is a Feminine Mentor, Yoga Teacher, Writer, and Heart Luminary weaving the medicine of the ancient healing arts to support women to rise in to their true power. Integrating Reiki, Well Woman Yoga, Essential Oils, Womb Alchemy, Storytelling and Writing as the foundation of her work to help guide through healing processes and find the next steps in living with greater health, empowerment and creative fulfilment. She hosts sacred healing sessions for women online and ...
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MAMA – Love, Motherhood and Revolution
I have read insatiably since becoming a mother.. Something happens when you give birth to life, you just question and ponder everything. The only way I have absorbed such knowledge and understanding is by reading. My dream is to have an outside library so you can grab a book and read in the sunshine until your heart has absorbed every word with love. Naturally I have about 10 books on the go at any one time, the need for variation and something I can fit easily into 30 mins here and ...
Power to the Women
Power to the women Cause women got the power Sister can you hear it Getting stronger by the hour POWER POWER Power to the women On Saturday I joined a dear friend who I have known since we were 12 years old, to march for MILLION WOMEN RISE. Our stories have always been entwined and I'm so glad we came together to march on this day. We both became aware that abuse of women existed and had corrupted our maternal line at around the same age (11 years old). Kim is ...
A nurturing space for adults and children
Mamas, what has been the most depressing part of your mothering journey so far?? At the top of list is the lack of nurturing and welcoming spaces for mothers and children. We all know being stuck at home is isolating and suffocating. I have travelled far and wide, taking journeys of over an hour to seek solace in nurturing spaces. I often find my peace in the wild; walking in the woods and the fresh breeze at the beach. But it's not enough to visit there, I feel I have to live there, ...
The Invisible cord
The cord is never really cut and I really believe the way the cord was cut will dictate the attachment between mother and child. If cut gently, patiently and calmly then the connection can be the same, but if cut under shock and fear then the connection could be slightly more fraught. I have sensed this since my little one was born. Her cord was cut in a traumatic way. I felt the instant responsibility to heal the trauma, and it was completely overwhelming. Image via Александр ...
Musical healing
I was listening to a birth trauma webinar by Jennie Harrison (Enlightened mamas) a few weeks ago. Hearing her story took me back to my birth trauma which I'm still healing alongside my daughter. Listening in tears it was so enlightening to hear you can actually talk to your child about this trauma now.. This is something I just didn't think of doing, worrying Flo would be too young to connect with it. But we must remember we are always connected, age and stage does not ...
Our triggered moments
There is a dark side of mothering which is hard to confront and fills us with guilt/shock/horror and subsequently a notion that leads us to beat ourselves up with mama guilt. BUT the dark side has purpose, a portal, a mirror for us to confront what is hidden within ourselves. We are human, but as mothers we are expected not to be - We want to be kind, happy, connected and caring every single day. It is simply not possible is it? Is there a superhuman mother out there? Please make ...
Positive parenting in Ibiza
Back in June 2017 I made a last minute decision to escape to the white isle for a month. My little one was in nursery, but an apartment become available in St Eulalia and I just booked it without too much thought. I had dreamt of travelling with Flo a lot more in her younger years but circumstances did not make it possible. It was similar to a volcano exploding and the need for Vitamin Sea!! The plan was to play in the day and sit on the beautiful balcony in the evening to write (wine ...
A wide eyed wonder
How did you feel when you first set eyes on your baby? In love, scared, shocked, confused? I try to think back at that exact moment four years and the imagery is blurred as is the days and hours which followed. I could not see out of my own eyes for sheer exhaustion. I can still see a pained little soul who had been through the most traumatic ordeal, she certainly didn't look serene like all the other new born babies I had seen swaddled in fresh white blankets, sleeping on their ...