Unshaming feminine gnosis
A snippet preview of my latest release, The MotherWild Revolution: Cultural Change Through Generational Activism
I have been sharing with you, my upcoming book series, The Body Gospels, not realising, that I have not actually shared with you any snippet previews of my latest release, The MotherWild Revolution: Cultural Change through Generational Activism
The MotherWild Revolution: What This Book Is Really About
This book was born from rage.
Not the kind of rage that destroys — the kind that reveals. The primordial, bone-deep rage of a mother who looked around at the world and understood, with absolute clarity, that something had gone catastrophically wrong.
I wrote this book as a single mother, in the fires of one of the most destabilising initiations of my life — separated from my partner in my first trimester, losing my business, losing my home, losing the fairy tale I had held so tightly. And from the wreckage of all of that, something began to speak through me. Not just for myself, but for the thousands of mothers across the globe who are screaming into pillows when no one is listening.
This book is for them.
The MotherWild Revolution sits at the intersection of the deeply personal and the urgently political. It is my story — raw, unfiltered, and at times uncomfortable — and it is also a thesis: that the way we treat mothers is the way we treat the earth. That the disconnection we feel from nature, from each other, from love itself, begins here — with how we bring children into the world, and how little we support the women who carry them.
I write as a Womens Health & Neurological Physiotherapist, A practitioner of Matriarchal Medicine (Dr. Oscar Serralachs lineage of teachings), a theologian, an esoteric medicine practitioner, a death doula, a Forbes contributor, and a mother. But none of those credentials prepared me for the initiation of becoming her mother. Nothing could.
What I discovered on the other side of that initiation is what this book is about:
That motherhood is not a role. It is a rite of passage — a shamanic descent into the primordial feminine that our society does not honour, does not resource, and barely acknowledges.
That the mother wound — the ancient, collective wound of not being enough, of giving until there is nothing left — runs through the blood of every mother alive today.
That neurodivergence, relational disconnection, ecological crisis, and systemic violence all share a common root: our severing from the love of the mother.
And that the revolution we are desperately seeking on this planet will not come from better policy alone, or smarter technology, or another ideological framework. It will come from here — from the healing of the mother-child bond. From the moment a woman is finally held the way she needed to be held. From children who are raised knowing, in their nervous systems, that they are safe and loved.
The book is divided into two parts. The first is my journey — the pregnancy, the birth, the postpartum years, the co-parenting, the healing. I share it not because my story is exceptional, but because I suspect you will find yourself somewhere inside it.
The second is the remedy. Practical, philosophical, and rooted in both clinical science and esoteric wisdom — it is everything I wish I had been handed when I became a mother.
What follows, for paid subscribers, is a full excerpt from one of the chapters of the book called Unshaming Feminine Gnosis. You can subscribe below to gain access.
