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The calm after the storm

By Lian Brook-Tyler

A sneak peek into what’s going down in Waking The Wild Medicine…

“The most intense conflicts, if overcome, leave behind a sense of security and calm that is not easily disturbed”

~ Carl Jung

It has been an INTENSE few days in our 6-month soul work crucible Waking The Wild Medicine…

Shadow has loomed large.

The triggers have been off the charts.

Victim, Persecutor and Rescuer have all showed up to the party.

As much as I expected there to be some BIG feelings in Wild Medicine – after all, this is deep, deep work – at times over the past few days, I wondered if I could hold it all. Which is rare for me (I can hold a LOT)… especially given I’m on the other side of a screen equipped only with my trusty mic.

I can’t hug those who are hurting, I can’t make them a cup of tea, I can’t bring them blankets and soft words.

And yet, today we had the most incredible, honest, loving, sovereign circle… also through screens and mics.

Turns out that the human heart transcends all barriers.

We’ve created…

The calm after the storm.

The kiss and make up.

The acknowledgment and appreciation for fellow travellers, warriors and lovers.

We’ve discovered the worst of us is also the best of us and all of it is welcome and loved.

I’m looking forward to seeing them take this depth of Love and Truth out of circle and into the world… it truly is the Medicine the world needs.

PS: The next Waking The Wild Medicine starts in January 2022. To find out more and register your interest go HERE!

7 things I’ve learned from 7 years running my (soul-led) business

By Lian Brook-Tyler

To create a business, a real business – the beautiful, fantastical, edgy af, playful and love-fuelled one that your soul is inconveniently calling you to – takes time. Time to hear your soul’s call, time to find the courage to heed it and then a lot more time than you believe at the start that you can or will give it before it ‘works’.

And then a few years in, you realise there’s no alternative to giving it as long as it takes… after all, this was a soul choice… it’s your very life on the line and therefore it might well take a lifetime.

You will spend several years thinking you’re missing something, maybe a funnel, a new coaching methodology or a better niche, until gradually it dawns on you that the only thing that’s missing is you.

Which brings us to… when you finally dare to strip bare, dropping the mask, losing the armour and revealing your heart… something incredible happens, it all finally starts to work. It looks like magic (it is… *your* magic).

And then the projections come. The more you reveal yourself, the more impact you have and the more people will project on you – positively and negatively. I’m a Divine Queen to some and a Drama Queen to others. The font of all knowledge to some, a know-it-all to others. Sovereignty is being in deep relationship to all of it, knowing it’s all material for your liberation, whilst knowing it was never about you anyway.

Finally you’re *there*… six figures, multiple six figures, seven figures, or whatever the amount of Monopoly money you needed to play with to realise that the material girl in a material world is a gloriously clever, creative part of you but still, only a very small part.

Then you see that you can be, do and have anything.

You make it look so sick-makingly, ridiculously, enviably easy because by this point you’re playing the game, knowing it’s a game and that you’re the table, the board, the playing pieces, the player, your opponents and the games designer. And if there’s a designer of the games designer, you’re that too.

So you create that game however you darn well fancy.

Maybe it’s in a pink and turquoise rose print, accessorised with speckled feathers you found on your walk and with a drinks machine dispensing cocktails or Assam tea depending on your mood.

With a magical chair with just the right mix of wild and sumptuous, say oak and velvet, that gives anyone who sits in it a taste of their own divinity and at the same time, welcomes every bit of the soft animal of their humanity.

Which of course, they’ll pedestalise you for and demonise you for.

And you just keep loving them anyway, making art and playing your game (which is all really the exact same thing)… what else is there to do?

Then you realise that it’s what your soul was saying all those years ago at #1.

How will you celebrate yourself?

By Lian Brook-Tyler

“How will you celebrate yourself?”

That’s one of the things I regularly say to our clients.

I’m asking how they’ll celebrate an expansion in their being, reaching a milestone in their business, or taking especially challenging aligned action.

Because a hallmark of sovereignty is celebrating life lived in alignment with soul.

My recommendations include dancing naked around the garden, buying some beautiful clothes or jewellery (I can recommend @dayajewelry for gorgeous, ethical jewellery), drinking champagne, or investing in a special item or experience that they’ve been eyeing up for a while.

(Or best of all, all of the above!)

Today, I’m celebrating a couple of business milestones by drinking a glass of pink fizz in the garden, overlooking the fields.

At least one more treat will follow.

How do you celebrate yourself?

Listening to Trees

By Lian Brook-Tyler

This week I saw a lion and a wolf in the bark of my special oak tree. Both are symbolic animals for me and seeing them together in this way was the answer to a deep question I’ve been living into.

Is there *really* a lion and a wolf depicted here?

My old evidence-crazed self would have said “Of course not! How delusional.”

Whereas this me surrenders to all the ways the Divine shows itself, especially in the form of this tree.

I navigated the happenings of 2020 entirely from a message that this tree told me in the February of what was to come and what it would mean for me and the world. It meant I danced in the rupture with more love and grace than I believe I otherwise would have.

If that’s delusional then I’ll take it when that delusion has guided me so well, so reliably, for so many years.

Terence McKenna said “The cost of sanity in this society, is a certain level of alienation.”

When a society has drifted far from its roots, when things are topsy turvy, maybe delusion and sanity become one… and if my delusional sanity means a certain level of alienation then I’ll take that too. It’s a sovereign price I’ll pay over and over.

But I have a feeling it’s not a price I’ll need to pay for long… the dreamers, crazy ones and misfits are waking to the wisdom of the wild and are beginning to gather. As Lennon said “I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will be as one.”

Places to come join us:

Private facebook group – https://www.facebook.com/groups/primalhappiness

Podcast – https://primalhappiness.co/podcast_list/

Go Deeper – https://primalhappiness.co/godeeper/

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The power of story… what stories are you telling about yourself?

By Lian Brook-Tyler

I’ve been lying in bed looking through old photos with the children.

The timing is interesting because this month in Waking The Wild Medicine we’ve been entering the crucible of Story (especially the telling of the story of our wounds and gifts… and telling them from Sovereignty), so my younger self has already been more in my awareness than usual.

On Tuesday, I told the Circle the story of why I spent my childhood looking and acting like a boy. In short, it was because I thought anything Feminine was weak and unlovable.

And then funnily enough, my son said this morning whilst looking at my childhood photos “You look like a boy, Mama!”

I believe my response to him saying that was different to what it would have been even a week ago… because something has been illuminated and integrated more deeply in the sovereign telling of my story to my Circle.

Fast forwarding a bit, in these photos I was 19. A photography student friend asked if I would help him out with creating his portfolio.

I look so open, strong and confident here (woah! so self-possessed at 19!), when in fact, I mostly felt anything but. The story I could have told about myself then was one of inadequacy, uncertainty and a desperate need for control to keep myself safe.

It would be many years before I had reclaimed and integrated the parts of me from shadow that would allow me to feel open, strong and confident (and so much more)… truly and deeply.

The stories I can tell about myself now are very different but they don’t deny or dismiss the stories I used to tell. The old stories made me who I am, they are a portal of connection for others with similar stories and they are a beacon of light for the possibility of telling a new one.