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Online women’s membership open. Celtic Shamanic Practitioner. Sound healing, drumming, circles and somatic healing for women.

I create containers where you can go bone deep - shedding what's not yours, reclaiming your voice, and remembering your power.

02/11/2026

Leaving Glastonbury on Samhain, as the sun went down, we drove into fog.

It rose up off the fields and folded around us, lit rose and gold from behind, and everything softened. The fields, the trees, the sheep.

A deep hush came in with it.

And there on the rhyne, a swan.

We stopped. Something opened in my chest and my breath went slow and quiet, the damp cold on my skin.

It felt like the threshold I cross when I journey, only this time it felt like the otherworld had come out to meet me on the road home!

And it was Samhain, the night Caer takes her swan form on the lake in the old Irish tales.

I felt utterly alive, wholly here, the way the land always brings me home to myself. But there was something more this time, something I still don’t have words for.

I felt very small standing there, and very held. And something tender rose up in me, for the swan, for the water and the mist, for all the spirits of this land who walk beside me in this work.

I still feel it in my bones. Feeling much gratitude 🙏🏻

29/10/2026

Many of us say yes before our body gets a say. Especially now, as the light goes.

Some of the pull comes from external demands, and some of it comes from the part of us that still believes rest has to be earned first.

The brambles catch me all the time on the hedgerows, and I’ve come to be glad of it.

Each time, I stop, stand still and unpick myself, and in that pause I’m reminded of my own boundaries and what I may be letting through without noticing.

Yesterday’s had a tip still soft and green, already rooted further along, growing the next loop.

A fence is a decision you make once and then keep repairing.

A hedgerow grows itself. It thickens where there is light and room, dies back where there isn’t, and keeps its shape through the winter. The thorns aren’t a wall. They just make it slower for everything to push through all at once.

So where does your own hedgerow need to thicken?

I rest better than I used to. I can feel when my body is asking for the hedge to grow. But sometimes, it can still be hard.

The list doesn’t vanish. Other people’s urgency doesn’t vanish.

None of us learned that habit alone. I don’t think we unlearn it alone either.

At Samhain, as the founding doors close, we gather for our first ceremony in The Women’s Celtic Shamanic Journey (a new online circle membership for women) on 8 November.

It’s a ceremony for protection as we begin to enter winter, so we can choose what we carry into winter and what we leave at the door.

💚 If your body has been looking for this kind of place, here is more info: https://www.womenscelticshamanicjourney.com 💚

28/10/2026

So many of us have sat in spiritual spaces and been told.

Told what our journey meant. Told who our guides were. Told what to believe, how to sit, when to speak, and what was true for us.

And somewhere along the way, we learned to quiet our own knowing.

The Women’s Celtic Shamanic Journey (an online circle membership for women) is built the other way round. You bring what you meet. Nobody tells you what it means.

So here, the women decide.

Women are stepping in as founding members, and they’re not waiting to be told what this will be. They’re choosing it. What our monthly circle becomes. Which courses we build next. What we gather around through the Celtic year. Their voices are shaping the ground every woman after them will stand on.

I didn’t learn this way of working in spiritual circles. I learned it in museums and membership organisations, where I spent years practising what’s called the citizenship model: people aren’t an audience to be taught, they’re citizens who shape the thing they belong to. I sat with lace makers and pathologists, activists and librarians, asked what they needed, and built it with them.

It’s in my bones now. I couldn’t work any other way.

If you join us, I won’t tell you what this is. I’ll ask you, and I’ll listen.

What would you need from a women’s circle? 🔥

Founding doors close at Samhain, 8 November, at £25 a month for as long as you stay. https://www.womenscelticshamanicjourney.com/

27/10/2026

The drum came to me after years of chronic pain; endometriosis, TMJ, painful bladder syndrome, fibromyalgia, anxiety, depression, a body that had been carrying so much that wasn’t even mine.

The drum gave me a rhythm so my nervous system could rest inside. A steady beat that helped something older than the pain remember how to soften.

Over time that rhythm became a path.

In my own journeys I began meeting an ancient medicine woman through the land; a loving healthy ancestor, someone who reminded me that this wisdom had always been waiting, in the bones, in the drum.

That is why we journey together in the Women’s Celtic Shamanic Journey.

Each month there are live circles and already waiting are self-paced courses, recorded shamanic stories and drum journeys with clear intentions, guided meditations with sound.

Places you can travel inward, held by the beat and by other women who can witness you and your journey..

The drum becomes the path.
The circle becomes the place you can return to, any time you need it.

A homecoming to the aliveness that lives in the body.

🔥 More info on the membership: https://www.womenscelticshamanicjourney.com/

Doors open to founding members until 8 November. You shape this space so it meets your needs.

21/10/2026

October, and the hedges are hung with red.

Hips and haws, bright among the thorns.

Do you remember picking them as a youngster? Did someone in your family know what to do with them? How much of what they knew still lives in your hands?

Leona Williamson and I have been talking about this for two years. About the hedge medicine our grandmothers carried, and how we might gather it back together.

But with everything we each hold in our lives and our work, there was never a place for it to live.

Now there is! A women’s online membership called ‘Women’s Celtic Shamanic Journey’.

And it feels right that we begin with the rosehip, because some of her medicine is patience.

Leona’s raw rosehip syrup asks for a month at least: honey and hips in a jar, shaken each day, slowly turning pink. Like the syrup, this was never something to hurry. It needed its time, and it needed a home.

So this autumn we’ve opened Hedgerow Medicine, a new space inside Women’s Celtic Shamanic Journey, my online circle for women.

Each month Leona, the Wandering Kitchen Witch, brings us a plant from the hedge, how she sits with it before she gathers, and what she makes from it in her kitchen.

I bring its old stories from Ireland, Scotland, Wales and England, and the drum to carry us to meet its spirit, and what wisdom it may have for us.

And the women bring what they find on their own hedgerow journeys.

In Leona’s words:

“For me foraging is a ritual. A meditation in the ever-changing, ever-giving landscapes I find myself wandering.

Those who wander are never lost in Nature. There are many conversations to be had with the land if we slow down enough to hear them speak.

Founding doors close on 8 November 2026.

If the hedge has been calling to you, come and gather with us. More info on the Circle membership: https://www.womenscelticshamanicjourney.com/

20/10/2026

“It feels like there’s a revolution happening. Women are coming home to the drum.”

That’s what a women recently told me at drum circle. And when I sit with it, I can feel it too. Maybe something in us has been waiting for this.

When I started, there were just a few of us gathering. Now there are three circles a month across Bristol, at Boiling Wells of St Werburghs City Farm, by the river at Conham and at the Bristol Goddess Temple, and each one fills.

I keep hearing of new circles starting in all sorts of places. Perhaps more of us are feeling the pull than we ever realised.

Women often often arrive with their shoulders up around their ears, carrying so much, tired in their bones. And somehow the circle seems to meet each one where she is. When you’ve nothing left, the drum can lift you. When you’ve been running too fast, it can soften you. It still amazes me how it knows.

I always say, that it feels like something older and magical within us awakens when we gather with drums as women.

I feel so grateful to be part of what feels, more and more, like a movement. 🙏🏻☺️💚

Our next circle is at Boiling Wells on 3 November. https://starshineroots.org/events/womens-hearth-drum-circle

15/10/2026

I grew up in a strictly controlled religious society were I learnt that it was not safe to speak the truth. To be yourself.

Then I experienced similar within the spiritual community.

Spaces where curiosity was punished, where grief had to be the right size, and where it was easier to stay quiet than to risk getting it wrong.

So the spaces I create now are the opposite.

You can arrive anxious and say so.
You can share and it will definitely not be reinterpreted or fixed.
If a boundary is crossed, it gets named; early and clearly.

I know what it costs when a circle or ceremony isn’t held with care.

I’ve spoken out about it, because too many women have left spaces feeling that something was wrong with them.

That knowing is part of why the Women’s Celtic Shamanic Journey exists. An online circle for women.

A room where you are trusted to know your own body, your own emotions, and your own timing.

If you’ve been looking for that kind of container, here is more info: https://www.womenscelticshamanicjourney.com/

Founding member doors close on 8 November.

12/10/2026

For years I would leave a circle or a workshop feeling something open in me.

By the following week I would often feel I had lost it.

I didn’t need another powerful experience.
I just needed a supportive space to come back to when I actually needed it.

So I began making it!

And last Tuesday, I opened the doors to the Women’s Celtic Shamanic Journey. An online circle membership for women.

Before drum circle that same day I sat by the fire and pulled a card.

Bramble.

A nest of eggs under the thorns. A web spun through every branch. Roots going down into a spiral of stars.

It took my breath away.
I had just launched this after everything it took to build it, and the universe put this card in my hand.

The thorns guard the nest.
The web holds it.
The roots reach all the way down.

That is what I want this online women’s circle to be.
A structure whose whole work is to keep something tender while it grows.
A hearth that stays lit.
A circle you can come back to at any time.

If you’ve been looking for the same thing, here is more info:https://www.womenscelticshamanicjourney.com/

Founding member places at £25 per month are open until Samhain on 8 November. After that, the membership cost will go up.

02/10/2026

I used to wake most mornings with my jaw tight and aching.

I thought it was just pain.

Now I know much of the holding was from anger that I had swallowed for decades.

The no’s I never said.

Years ago, a therapist asked me whether I felt angry about what had happened to me. I went looking for it and found nothing. Only a kind of numbness. I just couldn’t access the anger at all.

The shamanic path is a major part of what has walked me home to my body. The old stories, and the Celtic goddesses who are fierce and wild and hold their ground were and are an inspiration for me.

For me the fiercest of them is the Morrighan.

A shapeshifter who sees what is coming and says it aloud, she guards the land and its people, and she belongs to the dark half of the year. Over the battlefield she flies as a crow, and in the old stories her scream alone could stop a warrior’s heart.

Working with the old stories is so important for us women because we get to experience the feminine in all it’s parts. Fierce and tender, wild and wise, and all of it encouraged!

These days I can feel my anger rise without the old guilt or shame wrapped around it. I let it come. I let it move through me. I listen to what it knows.

So many of us learned to keep it down, and let our bodies carry it for us.

Over six weeks we’ll meet the Morrighan’s many faces. The warrior, who knows when to fight and when to let go. The shapeshifter, who keeps the parts of us we learned to hide. The seer, who trusts what she knows before she can say why. And the goddess, who takes up her space and doesn’t say sorry for it. We’ll come to her through the body, with drum, sound, voice, ritual and ceremony, and in the company of women.

The Wednesday circle is already full. There are two spaces left in Thursday’s Circle (starting 5 November)

⭕️ More info and application: https://starshineroots.org/events/bone-deep-womens-circles-autumn-with-the-morrighan-second

30/09/2026

On Llwyna Farm, I allowed myself to receive.

By land so loved I felt it rise through the soles of my feet.
By a full moon I could feel radiating through my entire body, alongside fire heat on my skin.

By owls calling on every side of me, their song in my ribs, my chest, my hips.

Already, something that was never mine beginning to loosen.

And by the horses.

Some of them found where I carried fear handed down through generations, fear that was never mine, and pressed their warm breath into it. My hips.

They looked at me as if they have always known me.
When I looked back, my breath deepened and my heart opened so wide it ached.

I felt I had always known them too.
Breath to breath, we are the same earth.

The old fear moved through me and out.
I felt it go. I wept.

I feel more in my own skin.
Lighter. Stronger. I am sleeping like a woman who has put something heavy down.
I feel like me.

Thank you, Miranda Carey Equine Facilitated Psychotherapy and thank you to the herd, for everything you do, and for all the love you pour into this land and work.

(This was Miranda’s family constellation workshop with her herd, which she holds twice a year at Llwyna Farm in Monmouthshire)

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Tuesday	9am - 8pm
Wednesday	9am - 8pm
Thursday	9am - 8pm
Friday	9am - 8pm
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Website

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