This Wild Place of Mine

This Wild Place of Mine.

There has always been this wild, untamed place within me. A mystical place like that of The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe. Opening that secret door into another world has always been unlocked via my ability to be creative in every way shape or form.

I’m always drawn to my creative inspiration that was my grandad. No dream was too big, no tent un-makeable (much to the disdain of my nan’s poor furniture), and magic could be found everywhere. I will always be forever grateful for the loving, playful and creative space both grandparents created for me. A space I was able to explore my wild imagination. It was at my grandparent’s house that I had my first out of body experience. I was no older than 10, but I will always remember being able to step out of my body tiny body. Scared, a bit confused, but so excited by this feeling, sensation, experience. I truly believed life was magic, mystical and so deeply special, even at that age. This was the beginning of the rest of my life exploring who I was, what I was capable of and breaking most of the rules.

But then life kicked in, my family moved further away from my grandparents, we experienced many years of emotional instability that saw my sister and I have to grow up pretty quickly. And then the magic that had created such a strong foundation of love, trust and encouragement left this world to become a forever spirit. Losing my grandad was one of the most challenging experiences I’ve ever faced. The magic really did die, and so with it an actual part of me. I felt so lost and unable to express the feelings that were whirling around inside of me because there were no words.

Without the emotional education I have now, I grew towards rebellion. Because no one was listening! I learned how to drink my own body weight and drugs just seemed a natural progression. I got high to kill the creativity and magic I didn’t understand or have the vocabulary to express.

But you can’t kill magic or your spark, because it’s your soul’s purpose. And my soul wasn’t ready to lay down and give up (I was my grandfather’s granddaughter after all). So it pushed and pushed until I had to pay attention. I WANTED to pay attention because the way I was heading didn’t feel right and I knew Life had more in it than just “this”. I began to move with life again, and I mean deeply MOVE. Intuitively moving with life made me realise just how much I had been pushing it away. I realised the damaged limitations I was living with. I choose to break free from those limitations, because they didn’t fit me anymore.

It’s not easy, life. But easy isn’t something that makes me feel ALIVE. Easy doesn’t encourage adventure growth or me as a great human being. And when you’re a great human being you inspire others to see life for what an amazing experience it is. I realise it’s me that makes life difficult, not life.

When I move body, life, soul and adventure is sparked, awakened.

I’m ready to walk within my wild place. That place that is full of magic, love and passion.

Will you come with me?

If you are ready or you’re serious about growing the amazing woman that YOU are, if you’re looking for support and guidance to step forward into a life less ordinary, to be inspired, empowered and ready to love with all of your heart, Abi has something very special starting 3rd June. Please book a Discovery Call with Abi to discuss further: https://calendly.com/abiadams-soulfulcoaching/30min?month=2019-05