DOITGIRL

Awakening the Divine Feminine.
Un-earthing Feminine Wisdom.
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I rise from my worst disasters, I turn, I change.

Virginia Woolf, from The Waves (via creatingaquietmind)

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Two weeks ago it was if I had waded into the ocean and I knew where I was, I could feel the sand beneath my feet, soft but firm, it wasn’t- I wasn’t- going anywhere and then
but then.
I got swept up in these tidal waves of men and I went under. And if you’re lucky enough to have people watching you on the beach they get worried- they could see you one minute, then one big wave took you and you were gone. Should they rush in and save you? No, I didnt need saving and no one but me could save me from this pattern. I’ve been in those black waves of my old patterns too many times, never to any good, to much destruction. But this time I’m conscious and that makes all the difference. The wrong man, my friend has told me many times, can be the end of you. And I knew that, I’ve lived that, but a small part of me still wanted the drama of destruction.
But then. Somehow, somehow I broke out of the pattern, beneath the waves I felt very certain this time I wasn’t going to let myself drown for lust, I wasnt going down with this ship, this time I’d hold my ground for love. Even though there are times I just wanted the waters to take me, but I’ve done that before, and I almost didn’t make it back, so I clawed, tooth and nail, out of the water, back to my path, back toward my golden throne on the sand. And I emerged, exhausted, from the battle with the waves of the old patterns, crawling out like someone who had just broken a lifelong riptide, back to myself.
I didnt let it take me fully, just the part of me that always lost herself to men, as there had been a whisper from deep below, “lose your self-
no really, lose the self you identify with so tightly, the one who tells the story about who you are in love, the one about you and bad boys and always getting wrecked.” And I let those old patterns get rinsed out in the spin cycle of the waves, and I emerged, washed clean, buffed by the same forces that turn sharp breakable shards into soft eternal sea glass. And the part of me that reemerged from the water
left all the bad boys
behind for
one.
good.
man. And carried away in the waves was the Little Girl who always lost herself to love
and who emerged
was the Woman who simply was Love.

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ALTERNATE BOOK INTRO 5.11.14

When I got back from west coast, from the disaster that was my would-be wedding, to find myself in a Brooklyn basement apartment under a bridge, its concrete sidewalks littered with trash, the building lorded over by a racist drunk homophobic misogynistic landlord. I had no identity except “his ex,” and no job and no child and no anything I was supposed to have at the age of thirty in this culture, I felt like a total failure. And I died, I died on that floor. I failed at dreams that had never even been mine.
How was I ever supposed to realize them, if I didn’t truly deep down believe in or want them? I was only following the rules handed to me by the iron fist of Patriarchal culture. And I did not domesticate well. I felt suffocated in houses with white picket fences and by jobs with white male bosses and other women who hated me and were threatened by my untamable nature. I wasn’t ever going to fit in the domestic patriarchal world- I was wild. I was a wildfire. So I tried my hardest to tame myself. I still had white pills pumping through my blood to sedate the Shakti inside me, the screaming Kali, the loving fierce Durga, the sensual Aphrodite, the endless archetypes of Goddess within me.
I had been magic until about seven years old, and then I opened my eyes and looked around- this was not a world that I belonged to or remembered, I truly remembered the wild mystical land of the Goddess. I didn’t belong in the concrete wasteland of father patriarchy I belonged in the wild arms of mother nature. By the time I was eighteen I began to “party” (that always struck me as oxymoronic, shouldn’t a party be joyous?) through my life, and my career as a rock journalist enabled that. I sedated myself and drank through it, Marilyn and Stevie Nicks style but not nearly as glamorous, it was my attempt at creating an alternative universe, not knowing yet there was an internal alternate one, not yet knowing how to find that.
But there is no stopping the waking. When my inauthentic life fell apart, I was terrified- where would a woman like me fit? I would have to strike off and create an entirely different, new place for myself.
The witch whispered to me. They had buried the witch so deep down in the tomb of this culture. They had propagandized Her enough to stigmatize her as ugly and evil, so we might stay far away from her self-empowering magic. A little digging into my own soul and history- or herstory books- proved different. She was a beautiful woman, a mirror of the earth who worked with nature- she was autonomous unto her self. She did not bow to patriarchal culture, its limitations and conformity, which is why she had to be killed.
So, who was the witch? I was startled to find- I was the witch. And it was the first
and only thing that ever made sense in my life. What was I going to do with this information? The wisdom of the earth, the wisdom of the ancients, sacred powerful information. I was the keeper of something ancient tribal and magickal it would be my work to open the tomb, Pandora’s box of feminine magick, unleash it first in my heart and then in the hearts of any women who felt called to hear my song.
My bibles became Women who Run with the Wolves and Dancing in the Flames. My teachers became Marys— Mary Magdalene and Marion (a name which means, “star of the Sea”) Woodman, nature’s scribe Mary Oliver and Marianne Williamson- any “MA”s who taught of the ways of the Mother. And my true teacher of nature, the wild heart of the feminine, became MArtha’s Vineyard in Massachusetts. And the spirit of Martha, on that island, was no lightweight.
Patriarchal power is external – the power is outside oneself, it’s placed in money and materials and the Man. I woke to the power of love, found it internally, and became, like the witch, autonomous. It is matriarchal in nature to become self empowered. When our power is external, outside ourselves, we are limited. When our power comes from within, then we are limitless.
Finally, I took it all off. The make up, the heels, the false dreams, the lies, the veils between truth and the veils between me and other and the Mother. We owe such destruction of egoic veils to Goddess Kali, and she continues to whittle me down to my truth. I was naked. I died to the lies to wake to my truth. And I was held in Her womb on a magical feminine island where I was reborn as my true self- wild, and one with the Mother. - DOITGIRL

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In celebration of the full moon, here is The Celestial Oracle ring.

Ethereal hands surround a beautifully crafted handmade glass full moon sphere. Limited edition.

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I want to be more clear about what DOITGIRL Witch School is.
This is not a Wiccan Course, I am not Wiccan. This is not a traditional Witch School, as there are plenty of those out there taught by seasoned witches steeped in traditional craft. This is a modern Witch’s wise woman journey into your own authentic heart. This is not even a true “Course,” in the patriarchal linear sense of the word that you’re graded or have mandatory homework or that there are any expectations of you besides a thirsty spirit and a heart that’s blistering and breaking open, never to close again. We won’t be working with traditional magick, but we will be working with the true magic of your own heart. This is an introduction to walking as a Modern Priestess. This is the answer to my inbox queries of “How Do I Work with You?” “How Do I Get Closer to Goddess?” “How Do I Get Closer to Myself?” “How Do I Make Sense of My Blasted Open Feminine Heart in this Patriarchal World?” “How Do I Serve?” This is a seven week journey into my mystical world, it will be peppered with my guides and teachers and my own trial by fire wisdom and the wisdom I’ve procured from books and teachers since my awakening. This is a walk through the world of the Modern Witch, a world governed by the Moon, the Earth, the Goddess, The Wheel of the Year, Moon Circles, Mystics, Trials by Fire, and an ever-awakening heart. This is a course to do my part to help de-stigmatize and re-rise the “Witch,” as self and earth healer. This is a course to help return you to your own ancient personal internal power.

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Witch School
Week I / Night One.
Intro Circle.
Aligning with & Working with the Phases & Magic of the Moon. Sarah will lead you through the phases of the moon- how to live and work with their particular magic. Plus, she’ll offer ritual and mantra for each magical lunar phase. Once we begin to align with Her phases, we begin to see the Divine Blueprint that is always guiding us deeper and truer.

School starts August 26, in the dark of the new moon, the most auspicious time to enter a new phase of one’s life.
For further course outline, information & registration, please go to doitgirl.com


The long-awaited 7-week course to align with your inner Priestess, free the Witch from Patriarchal shadow and reclaim your inner wise woman. Since her Divine Feminine, Witchy Awakening into the Priestesshood four years ago Sarah Durham Wilson has been curating her external and internal research to craft this course for Modern Awakening Priestesses and she is thrilled and honored to finally share it with those who feel called to walk as Modern Witch, Priestess, Wise Woman. This is a course to unlock the long-buried tomb of Feminine magic from beneath the patriarchal concrete, so that Wild Hearts & Feminine Wisdom may thrive again. The Witch, the Self and Earth healer- has risen.

More Details on Special Guests and offers coming soon, stay tuned for details.
Payment Plans available, email Sarah@doitgirl.com for further inquiries.

for info & registration,

www.doitgirl.com/witch-school

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You are a possibility that has never occured before and will never occur again. No one else has had or will ever have your unique combination of talents, experiences and dreams. So don’t waste that uniqueness.

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