During a recent FaceTime chat with a soul sister, I shared that I had just created a cozy boho space in my basement.  I’ve had that little dream in my heart for awhile and it is was so fun to see all the little enjoyable projects turn into something magical.  ​

Dancing from one thing to the next.

Mow the yard.  Get my walk in. Clean the kitchen. Write a blog post.  Weed-wack around the trees.  Promote the Women’s Awakening Festival.  Drink some water.  Teach a yoga class.  Clean the bathroom.  Did I eat lunch?  Sneak in a few pages of reading.  Hop on the kayak.  Return client texts.  Sneak in dinner.  Return client emails.  Ahhh…I could go on and on.  For this redhead (and I am sure you too) are hard to slow down during the season of fire.

Intuition is seeing with the soul.  ~ Albert Einstein

I love LOVE love that each moment of every day is a new opportunity to live in bold ~ no apologies ~ this is who I am ~ truth.   And now onto growing your truth.

​Are you a person reading this because you want to know the secret to turning up the volume of your intuition?  Then, I must first begin with a WARNING from your intution.

I asked him, What was your favorite part about school? Without a flinch, “summer!”  Ha.  This is how a recent chat went down with my boyfriend.  Me on the other hand, I loved all of school.  So much so, I saved old paperwork and played teacher during the summer breaks.  Insert all the neighborhood kids lined up in lawn chairs surrounding the pool as I paced the front, I think waving a stick, as I gestured into understanding 1 + 2 using 3 trees in the yard.  Think there was a clue back then that teaching was a life gift I was meant to share?  I mean, come on, what kid takes a break from swimming to teach?  Yep!  This one.

As life progressed from 3rd grade, the love of learning stayed with me.  I satiated all that teachers were willing to share, the stories that books would etch in my heart, and the wisdom that nature seeped into my cells.  You see, my only wish through all the years of sitting at desks, was that the walls would come down and we would be under the blanket of the sky learning from the teacher that never judges or holds anything back.   Mother Earth and all of her creatures!
In my life’s work, I use her sage teachings wisely, along with spirit animals, all the elements and much more on my path as a shamanic practitioner, energy life coach & yoga teacher.  And, I continue to be the most eager of students as I learn throughout all of the Seasons.  So I guess, you could say that summer was one of my favorite parts of school too.

With Earth Day just around the corner on April 22nd, may you find moments to step out into my most favorite classroom, the one without walls.  

See you on your yoga mat or elsewhere as I continue to share my hearts love ~ teaching!

P.S.  Earth Day Yoga Saturday, April 22nd 9am Ottertail (we will be on the beach if mother nature’s warmth gives us a hug or inside…with the windows open)

​xo Wendy
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As 2017 begins, I have felt drawn towards the beauty of:
power & peace.
action & stillness.
speaking & silence.
The yin & yang of life. 
And these words cross my path “Silence is not silent.  Silence speaks. It speaks most eloquently. Silence is not still.  Silence leads. It leads most perfectly”. ~ Sri Chinmoy
Most perfectly indeed.  We are not one without the other.
In wholeness,
Wendy

As the clouds swirled and the rain surrounded women from south to north and east to west, their unique souls gathered as ONE.  The winds headed the call of Spirit as rain clouds were pealed away and held to the perimeter of the sacred land.

An opening, a window, a valley towards clarity had been created.  They stood in a portal of awakening.  Voices shared wisdom, hands brought healing, music guided them to move their hips and dance on mother earth’s belly, and then they heard the undeniable vibration.

Awake!  Awake to the power & beauty that lies within!

They stood in the middle of Mother Nature’s Portal.
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They were being called back to the root of the feminine. To their goddess essence.

The Women’s Awakening Festival image was seen everywhere as the feminine stood on the inverted lotus flower patiently awaiting no longer to rise from the false sense of self that had been lingering amongst her family & friends.  She was ready to be authentic, vulnerably raw, and uniquely herself.  She held a spiral of goddess energy in her hands and once released into the universe; there would be no turning back.  She would speak her truth.  She would awaken to the intuitive gifts guiding her to heal so she may in turn help the world flow with the grace of nature.

Until our paths cross again my sweet friends,
Wendy

The wisdom of nature’s spirit guides will always keep me curious and in awe like a little girl realizing for the first time there is a man in the moon.   I live in a place where nature smiles on me daily yet my soul reminds me when needed of my love for the energy amidst majestic mountains.  Thus, I decided to heed my inner calling as I ventured to the Evergreen, Colorado area.  The night before I hopped on the non-stop jet, that was to take me lurching through the sky, I turned to my Oracle Cards.  I asked a simple question:  “What do I need to make my trip soul fulfilling?”

The card I turned was “Meadow: Vulnerability” —  It is time to step out into the expanse unknown and expose your true self in all aspects of your life.  Oh how true that rang for me! As I’ve been truly shedding the safety zone of who I used to be & am fully letting my colors shine of nature girl – shamanic yoga – spirit guide believer – and inspirational mover and shaker for others to shine!

Let me digress for one moment.  Oracle Cards.  Maybe they are new to you?  You may have heard of Tarot Cards?  The cards are wisdom cards used to help with spiritual guidance.  I once read the difference between the two described as: Tarot Cards follow a set structure to guide you while Oracle Cards are like the rebel without a cause.  There is no set structure to follow and you can let your wild hair down and make up your own rules as you receive intuitive & spiritual guidance.  I resemble those comments so I’ve recently welcomed a relationship with Oracle Cards.

The deck in which I pulled Meadow has 48 cards and they are called “Earth Magic”.  Oh ya!  Now, you know why they are my favorite.

Ok, back to the story.  So, I finally land my butt on that magical jet plane which is streaming me across great Grandfather Sky and I decide to pull out the cards.  I ask a very similar question and then:

Shuffle. Shuffle. Shuffle.

​Guess what card turns?   Yep, Meadow!

Fast forward a bit to our safe arrival to the wonderful chalet in the mountains.  I introduce my dear friend and traveling buddy to the Earth Magic cards our first morning (post coffee of course).  And, guess what card I pulled (after much shuffling)?  Yep, Meadow!  Did you remember that there are 48 cards…yes at this point I needed to double check myself…but I was beginning to get the intuitively guided spiritual message the cards were laying down for me.

On that day 3 of the obligatory Meadow card, we decided to head to Indian Hills Hot Springs.   It is raw, natural and maybe a bit old school for those of you who like posh hot spring establishments, but for this nature chick, it was perfect.   I slid into a hot pool in a cave surrounded by dark rock covered walls.  As I gazed up, my power animal guide Jaguar showed up.  She was so clear I thought for sure someone had drawn her face in chalk (insert disclaimer: even as a spiritually guided shamanic practitioner, there are times when things are so crystal clear that I have to wipe my eyes in questioning if I just made that up in my mind).  Nope, I could see her on the cave wall and no one had been into those steamy pools with chalk.   As I was spending time getting an intuitive message from my dear spirit guide friend, my gaze shifted to the left and a falcon appeared.  Falcon?  Was it a falcon or condor?  I didn’t have google images with me in that dark cave so I just asked “Show me if you are a falcon” and the nose started to point down indicating – yes indeed – it was a falcon.

My friend and I had a great chat about the significance of Falcon spirit guide messages on our drive back to the beautiful mountain abode and of course their guidance was spot on for me.

After a restful nights sleep, our bodies were craving movement after soaking for so long in the hot springs the day before. So we asked our host for a hiking trail recommendation.  And guess where she said?  “Elk Meadow”.  You hadn’t forgotten about the Meadow card of vulnerability yet had you?  Well, I hadn’t!

Soon after our chat with our wonderful host & coffee was satiated into our cells, we plopped down on the deck floor with the great sky as our witness (and I believe there were 3 deer resting in the sun behind us too…no kidding…they had to take in what was about to happen next).  I shuffle the Oracle cards and jokingly say to my friend “wouldn’t it be absolutely crazy if I pulled Meadow again?”

Shuffle.  Shuffle.  Shuffle.

I spread the cards and grabbed the one that was calling to me. Yep!  Meadow again!!  We both looked at each other with eyes as big as an owl on alert and just then…a falcon flies over our heads.  A falcon!

We were laughing so hard with spiritual awe, joy, and just pure giddiness with how magical and obvious life can be when you just ask AND listen.  My girlfriend paused for a moment between her snorts of laughing and says:

“And..Cue Falcon Man“.

He must have been around the corner somewhere.

Always grateful to the great mysterious Universe and all of her spiritual helpers.  Especially grateful to those sweet spirit animals who know I am watching and listening as they show up to make this life journey special, powerful, and in flow with all that is.

Until our sacred paths cross next time,
xo Wendy

​P.S.  After we hiked that beautiful Elk Meadow trail, I felt my raw vulnerability exposed under the guise of nature’s help.  The next day the Meadow card was not selected.  I had heeded her wisdom.

The Billie extended family was all together on Thanksgiving.  It is during those packed house family gatherings that the wooden sign I gifted my parents rings true:

The jaguar was roaming through tall grass perpetually searching. She was a mirror reflection of my questioning mental energy looking for the right place to call home.   And then, her feline gentle eyes  looked at me and said “wherever you go ~ your home is always inside yourself”.

My journey as a shamanic practitioner has been humbling and awakening.  The simplistic yet powerful truth is revealed to me again and again, and as I grow, I am inspired to share the energetic wisdom with others.

I’ve always known myself to be a seeker of truth and since I landed in a small lake town of Minnesota mother earth provides the nourishment to ground me in the now.

The earth element helps us to feel at home within ourselves.  

But so often, we loose our stable footing in our quest to be it all and do it all.  Life moves fast and we try to move faster which can easily spin us into searching mode away from the knowing within.

I welcome you now to slow down your quest for just 8 minutes of yoga.  Feel the earth and ignite the meridian energetic pathways that help connect you to the home within; making your connection with the outside world a smooth voyage.

I am at home with myself.  I am grounded.  I am connected to my current world.  

Be sure to float gratitude out to the wisdom of your energetic body and the spirit world that is always by your side; particularly mother earth with this exercise.
Until our paths cross again.  Shining love and light on you,
Wendy Billie

As I walked along the wooded trails of The Christine Center in Wisconsin, I knew I had stepped into a magical wonder.   Acorns were audibly falling all around, little creatures were dashing amongst the fallen leaves, birds were calling and I felt compelled to sit and absorb the palpable energy surrounding me.  Of course, a wooded bench appeared before my eyes just as I had cast the desire into the air.  I sat and found inner stillness.  I was in a state of connectedness with my nature family.  I began to drum.  The beats came from a deep indigenous knowing and the drum’s vibrations fell in tune with All.

I became one with the whispers through the trees.

Feeling compelled to continue my trodden journey I ‘thought’ that the trail to the right looked inviting yet I was ‘intuitively’ drawn to the more rustic trail to the left.  The trail started with crackling leaves beneath my feet and the terrain quickly shifted to a muddy earth.  I was sinking into the now and felt the inner stillness return to me.  At that moment, I looked up and saw a deer staring at me with a curious wonderment.  We locked eyes and I then noticed two young deer near her.  The stillness permeated them as well and we shared a hidden language understood by all because:

Fear was not invited to the conversation.

I left my new friends and took the experience into my dreams that night.

Waking before sunrise the next day, I again headed to the woods.  The darkness was calming and soon the rising sun would help light my way.  I easily & quickly sunk into the peace of inner stillness and I felt pulled to look up.   There stood the deer family waiting for me.  They had something to share and in that moment so did I.  I felt a mantra fill my heartfelt thoughts “We are One. We are One.”  The deer heard my collective calling and with an understanding moved closer to me.  I kept the mantra repeating silently “We are One. We are One.”  Soon they were within 5 feet of me.
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Momma deer stomped her hoof into the ground ~ “We live here.  You live here.  We live in peace. We are One.”

After several more minutes together, I said good-bye and ventured into the chapel for early morning meditation.  We were soon closing the ritualistic time together and the Sister leading the group asked everyone to form a circle.  As we all hugged each other, the words that rang from the Sister’s mouth “We are One.”

Until our paths cross again my friends,
Wendy

When I was in the 3rd grade (or maybe 2nd grade), I was handed a block of red clay and was given the freedom to create whatever I wanted.  My tiny fingers started moving and before me I had molded a little Indian man sitting cross legged in front of a pot.  Rising up from the pot was a snake and it was obvious to me that this was possible as I had also placed a miniature clay flute in the man’s hands as he brought it to his lips and played a sweet tune that made the snake dance.
Fast forward to northern India as an adult.  I was sitting across from an Indian man who was teaching me about kundalini rising.   You see in Yogic tradition it is believed that a serpent lies coiled at the very root of our being (known as kundalini).  As we move and work on controlling our breath, this serpent begins to rise up our center along invisible lines or better to call them psychic spiritual centers (since that is what they are).  As this serpent grows, so do we as our energy ignites and our spirit awakens to our highest and most divine potential.
For years now, I have been practicing this beautiful dance with yoga.  And my inner knowing has blossomed, or should I say has risen, and has guided me to expand my consciousness as I extend my wings and double my yoga life with the ancient healing practice of shamanism.
Through my shamanic work, animal spirt guides have been my loyal messengers.  Recently, I got a nudge in my heart (during a meditation post yoga practice) to write this little blog for you.  And within a matter of 24 hours I saw three hawks that were literally standing at attention waiting for me to notice.  Here is what the these feathery friends wanted me to know as quoted by Dr Steven Farmer:
You’re caught up in too many details, so step back so you can see the greater perspective on the situation.  Stay alert and focused on the task before you, eliminating as many distractions as possible
Ahh…thank you my hawk friends and I have your feather close by to remind me to take the broader view.
Oh yes, the picture is of a necklace that popped into my life last weekend.  Of course it did!  A serpent and a feather…with a little charm that says “inspire”.
Look for my next article called “The Owl and Me in the Window”.
Until our paths cross.  In love and light,
Wendy Billie