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?
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...
GIVEAWAY WINNER ANNOUNCED!
Thank you all for entering the giveaway! I am pleased to announce that Kaye Shanks has won the giveaway and she has been notified! *** Happy Monday, lovelies! I'm giving away a seat in Life Book 2022 AND the free taster sessions start TODAY! HOW TO ENTER: Just leave a...
The Okayness
I. I'm thinking I'm not going to make 30 posts in 30 days but that's okay. I am calling the fact that I've been blogging a LOT more a win! I enjoy blogging, and I love the interaction that happens in the comments, so I'mma do my best to keep it up. I just have to...
Loving Your Own Art Out Loud
This is painted on a 9 x 12 wood cradleboard. It is making me ridiculously happy. LOOK AT IT. MY GODS. THE GORGEOUSNESS! And this post is in direct opposition to a thing I saw on Facebook a while back where someone was snidely remarking that it makes her super...
Sister Of Clay
I. I love the story of Adam's first wife, Lilith, who was also formed of clay, like Adam and was created to be Adam's equaL. Adam couldn't handle it. Lilith was banished. Eve was formed of Adam's bone. I am a sister of clay, not of bone. II. Pottery, to me, feels like...
Water and Stars
I. I stepped away from the blog for a few days because I did a LOT of social and work and found myself completely out of bandwidth. And that's ok! This is post 16/30 and puts me four posts behind. Also ok! II. I did a Journal Jam today at 10 a.m. - something I am not...
Exhausted In Advance
Yesterday was a very full day that included laundry, which actually got folded, dishes, which actually got put away, and painting, the filming of which actually got edited and TWO social events, one of which kept me up until the wee hours having deep talks with a...
It Must Have Been Love
I. This popped up in my FB feed and I laughed out loud because doesn't this first Mondegreen just describe my life from October 2018 to August 2020? I do not think we had one sober encounter the entire time we were together. We were drunk the night we met in 2008. We...
I am a delicate, feminine flower.
Hokay, playing catch up. This is post 13/30 for my blogalongathingy. I. I wish there were a better way to generate monthly income than Patreon. I love my patrons, but I don't love the interface etc. I'm pondering on this. II. This was lunch today. I know how to love...
