Hello, and welcome to my corner of this portal of light we call the Internet. My name is Effy ‘Bird’ Wild, (she/her, INFJ, Libra with Libra rising and a Cap moon, soul number 9, in case you were curious) and I am an artist, writer, and teacher. I believe I was put on this earth to hold space for the part of you that yearns to be creative, and through creativity, come into alignment with your best, most healed, most authentic self.
By some awesome stroke of luck, I have managed to gather the most loving, compassionate, authentic, and inspiring community around what I do, and if you’re here, I’d be willing to bet you’re one of them. Why don’t you join us?
Fully Embracing My Oh Shiny
I. Yesterday was Art Winos and instead of busting out the art journal, I busted out my new make-up brushes and mirror and palettes and did this: It was so interesting how I responded to seeing myself with a full face. I kept asking my girlfriends if it was too much...
Today Is Tender, But Good.
I. I like blogging on the weekends because it's quiet in here. Quiet is good when I'm writing from a tender place, and today I'm in a tender place. The following four things are why. Feel free to skip them. II. Two years ago, I made reservations at the pub down the...
This Is Also The Way
This edition of 'ten things' started over on FB, but I'm continuing it here. I.Since the break up with 42, I've been haunted by the number. Stalked even. I look at the time, and it's 4:20. There are 42 comments on my posts for an outrageously long time. I have 42...
Birds Flying High
I.You know how I feel. II. All day yesterday, I wanted to have a hot soak to scrub *that man* (and the last four years) out of my hair. I just took delivery on a gorgeous bar of soap made with patchouli and activated charcoal, so it felt like the right time BUT I was...
It’s A New Day
I. I had SUCH a good weekend. There was RUFUS. There was a steak dinner. There was some painting by numbers. There was lots of Dr. G. There was Art Winos. There was a grilled cheese sandwich. There was work, too, which flowed beautifully. I am almost caught up. II. I...
Little Pockets of Happiness
I. Fridays by me have become RUFRIYAYS thanks to Rufus Wainwright and his home concerts. I love them so much. II. Last night's stripped down version of "Slideshow" made me cry. It was *so good*. You can listen to the original here: "Do I love you? Yes, I do. Do I love...
Resilient
I. Therapy today for the first time since early December. I cried a bit, but mostly I sat upright and I railed, and that is progress because these things are undeniably true, and these things hurt, but they are still undeniably true. People who talk about me and not...
#Mood
I. I've spent this first two weeks of 2021 with my head down, doing my own work. For the most part. I have occasionally peeked up out of my little hermit cave to watch the news (holy Hannah) or check the numbers (holy Hannah), but mostly I'm just filming, painting,...
Self-Forgiveness
I. The year is off to a really good start, and while that's not trickling down into a 'feel good' moment, it is a 'not feeling bad' moment, and I'll take it. Programs are up and running beautifully. So many new faces! I'm gobsmacked and in awe of all of you! More of...
2021 – Be Careful How You Bend Me.
I. I am okay. New Year's was what it was. I spent some time with peeps over Zoom. I watched The Last Alaskans. I couldn't sleep because of all the feels, but I *did not cry* - have not cried in days - and I even managed to get up and get all the programs launched for...
Hanging In There
I. Journaling of any kind is hard right now. Everything feels frozen. Holding pattern. Same old same old day in day out. Numbness followed by desolation followed by apathy followed by despair. A change is coming, though. I feel it. II. Vaccines are coming and once...
Mid-Conquer
I. I did a live workshop yesterday for Pull, Paint, Pen with Kiala Givehand and even though I went into it with some trepidation (because I was in a lot of pain and people make me cry at the drop of a hat these days), it was *fabulous*. I taught a lesson on engaging...
Stabbity
I. I wore a racerback tank top for a few hours on Monday and it exacerbated my thoracic outlet syndrome. Usually, I'd go for acupuncture, because that's been the only thing that works. I'm way too paranoid to go out into the world, though, so I'm nerve flossing, doing...
November 2020 Elemental Review
Here we are in December, which means it's time to review November. Here's how I approach these reviews: In the realm of Earth: My body, health, energy levels; my business, work, service to my community; how well am I receiving? Am I feeling abundant? Growthful? In the...
Swamp Witch
I. Burn out is real. My art witches are cutting me some slack throughout December, and that will help, but holy fucking overwhelm. My mental health isn't great. I have COVID fatigue. I'm being extremely gentle with myself. Heat and serve. Ignoring housework. Wearing...
We Do What We Can
I. It's been a while because, year-end and month-end and I have been dancing between yellow and red on this infographic. I keep having to remind myself that this isn't *just a me thing*. This is *a we thing*. I'm not alone. Neither are you. It's okay to not be okay....
It Passes Over You
I. Mars went direct a couple of days ago, and I swear I could feel the shift in my body. I tend to be quite skeptical about these things being more than metaphors, but my entire feed lit up with "I suddenly feel better", and I was among them. The relief was palpable....
Never Surrender
I. I have not had the heart to write in a while. I kept opening up this little box of light with my fingers poised over the keys, but nothing would come. There is this emptiness... II. ...but, yesterday, I dragged myself out of the blanket fort, cleaned the kitchen,...
Holding Out
I. I'm getting there with BOD stuff and that is lifting my spirits considerably. Subscribe to get notified when the info page is ready! II. A thing I ordered before the breakup arrived in the mail yesterday (yes, it took that long). Two pendants - a wolf...
This Is The Way Part Two
I. It's freezing in here this morning so I bumped up the heat a bit, poured up a coffee, and crawled back into bed with my laptop. It's a slow day today since I put the replay of yesterday's Jam up already so there's nothing to do but putter around with graphics for...
