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?
Fragile Like A Bomb
I. If you're looking for the 100 day project stuff, I created a page for it over here because I can't keep up with blogging every day while I'm also trying to paint every day. Look at me, respecting my own limitations! II. Boundaries and visibility coming up a LOT for...
100 Days – #2
I. Yesterday was a mixed bag of stuff that included a lot of goodness and a bit of omgdoom - a car accident right outside my door complete with strangers banging on my door to find out who belonged to a parked truck (I had no idea), lights flashing and some guy...
100 Days – #1
I. I thought I was going to do a really ambitious 100 Day Project that consisted of creating one 5 x 8-inch painting a day that incorporated colours or symbols or words that represented what I needed in any given moment, but I came to the conclusion that this would be...
What If I Sh*t On The Table?
I. I wrote most of what I want to kick this week off in my newsletter, which you can find here, but there's some less "newsy" stuff I want to explore, so I'm here today as well because a witch has things to purge and what is a blog but a personal vomitorium? I kid,...
So, Then This Happened
I found this in my travels on the interwebs and found myself immediately enchanted with the idea. I thought about it for a while and realized that it’s not really practical as an actual thing for me because my witchcraft practice can best be described as “engaging in...
Caturday Vibes
I. Yesterday, I made myself a pot of echinacea, turmeric and ginger tea and settled in to do the thing. II. What thing, you ask? I peeled all the seals off this monstrosity of a Jelly Gouache collection. ...
The Good Life
I. I got off to a fantastic start yesterday with a very early rising (5 a.m.). Did my Wordle. Had my coffee. Journaled and did a tarot draw. Slayed half the list by painting and editing. Did Zoom coffee with my muppet and then therapy and then another Zoom coffee with...
What I’m Watching, Wordle, What I’m Planning, Art Supplies, and Other Musings
I. I am absolutely loving season four of The Great Pottery Throwdown. It's so wholesome and just what the doctor ordered. Here in Canada, I watch it on "Cottage Life", which is an Apple TV add-on. I also binged season one of Relentless, which I watched on Discovery+....
Drama Dots
I. After getting all of that out of my system, my body went through some stuff that felt like some kind of somatic release. First, I shook like a leaf for a while. Then, the shaking eased and I melted into a puddle of more relaxed than I've been in a long, long time....
Anger
Content warning: I'm angry. If anger scares you or upsets you, you might want to back away and come back another day. I. I didn't mean to leave you hanging like I did in my last post, but I needed to spend some time with my own thoughts and feels about whatever the...
Journal52 + A Very Boring Ten Things
I. I've been frustrated by the pandemic. Coming out of the fog of too much wine for so long means I am coming into awareness of the feelings that lurked beneath that fog, and one of them is frustration. I've got stuff I want to do, and *waves at all of this* is...
Thrive
Hello, lovely ones! It's been a little minute since last we typed, but I didn't want the first Monday of 2022 to go by without a love letter from me to you, so grab a bevvie and settle in. I've got some things to tell you. First of all, today marks 38 days since I...
Self-Possession & Other Musings
This is x-posted from my newsletter. If you've known me for any length of time at all, you know that my primary purpose, the #1 thing that drives me is self-possession. Whatever I'm doing, that's the goal. I want to be my own authority. I want to know myself so...
The Universe And Cucumbers And Me
I. The universe cracks me up. II. I was on Zoom with my beloved Tam the other day and we were talking about how we both keep forgetting that the trick to getting our guides, spirits, and holy helpers to - yanno - help is to actually *ask them* for help. We were...
Stay
I. I sent out a newsletter today - more like a love letter - in which I extolled the virtues of puttering and shared my newfound love of putting gold stars on the back cover of my journal when I complete tasks. You can read it here if you want. I'll wait. Within mere...
Delight & Despair
I. I've been down with varying degrees of dizziness/vertigo for two weeks now, and I'm over it. Leaf mold allergy, probably, since this happens every year around this time if there's a lot of rain. I'm doing Benadryl and Gravol when it gets really bad. II. Turmeric...
October Was A Bear
I. And not a teddy bear, either. A red in the fang and claw, big burly cantankerous miserable lumbering dangerous "The Revenant" style bear. But I got through it. II. The usual autumnal bout of vertigo hit me just in time for Samhain, which annoyed me to no end, and I...
A Mixed Dozen
I. I am hoping that this is my last October in this headspace. That's the hope. *Fingers crossed* II. Meanwhile, the weekend got much, much better. The girls next door had me over and we talked until the wee hours. It was delightful. Sunday was for puttering and...
I Miss Your Face
I. This is a thing we used to say to each other, and I miss saying it. I also hate feeling it because,yo. I miss your fucking face. II. This is the hardest weekend of the year for me because right now, at this time every year, I'd be either anticipating your arrival,...
Crackling Good Weekend
I. I spent all of Saturday making perogies with Lee. I haven't done perogies in AGES so it was super fun to dust off my inner domestic goddess and do the thing I used to love to do. There was music and wine, laughter and hip wiggling, and eventually, dinner, which Lee...
