》A Medicine Woman's Prayer《
I will not rescue you.
For you are not powerless.
I will not fix you,
For you are not broken.
I will not heal you,
For I see you, in your wholeness.
I will walk with you through the darkness,
As you remember your light.
From my soul to yours,
Sheree Bliss Tilsley xo
Copyright © Sheree Bliss Tilsley 2020
Videography: Star Sarasvati
Self-trust is the absolute core of my work.
Nothing gives me more joy and satisfaction to teach. Learning to trust ourselves, our inner compass and feel safe within ourselves- not just knowing this concept intellectually , but deeply embodying it within every fiber, cell and step in our daily lives is where the magick is for me.
This is where I see the most transformation, magick and joy unfold for the beautiful humans I work with.
With love,
Sheree xo
2022 was the sun cycle that saw my old "Sheree" identity completely die, skins stripped away, back to the fertile soil of the darkness and nothingness of the void. A deep Shamanic death and rebirth.
This year cracked me open (I feel many of us had a similar, can you relate?)
It brought deep shadows, inner child wounds and patterns of ancestral fear to the surface to be lovingly witnessed, moved through, transformed and transmuted into beauty, resilience and embodied wisdom.
It was hard
It was painful
It was scary
It was beautiful
And I freaking loved it.
Because when we journey the dark places with self trust and without resistance, we grow. We become better leaders and teachers.
As I emerge gratefully from my 2022 chrysalis into 2023, I feel more aligned, powerful and on fire than ever. I am excited to hold even deeper, richer and more transformational journeys and events for my wonderful soul clients.
From the depths of my heart and womb, I give thanks to all of the incredible people I've had the privilege of journeying with this year. It brings me such joy to witness your releasing, unfolding and rising. It is my greatest privilege and honour.
How was 2022 for you my love? What old skins have you shed and are leaving behind?
Much love,
Sheree xo
I may be based on the Gold Coast, Australia, but I am always in awe and so grateful to be able to share powerful shamanic medicine with amazing people all over the world.
I have the most beautiful clients not only here in Australia but in the US, Europe, NZ, Africa, the Middle East. We may not be in the same room or the same hemisphere even, yet, the connection with my clients is so heartfelt and real.
The laughs, the tears, deep journeywork and potent soul healing that takes place together, is such an honour. It fills my heart and fuels the fire in my womb! ❤️🔥
Loving you, friends across this wild planet.
Sheree xo
TODAY IS DIFFERENT...
TODAY IS DIFFERENT...
Yesterday we stood together
To chat about the rain
Exchanged smiles and good mornings
Now today, awkwardness pain.
Yesterday our hearts were open
But it's different today, I realised
Now the mass media hysteria
Has us segregated and dehumanised.
Yesterday at work, I helped you
Made you feel welcome and respected
But today, I can work no longer
Shunned and presumed infected.
Yesterday we had our humanity
Today we have compliance
With soul-sick corrupted big biz
Don't question, blindly trust our "science".
Yesterday we aquiesed
To keep our jobs and keep the peace
Today our minds and bodies are hijacked
Owned and censored, a pawn chess piece.
Yesterday we had choice
Now, it's go hungry or compliance
If our children are to know freedom
The only solution is sacred defiance.
By Sheree Bliss Tilsley
•17th December 2021•
Samhain Blessings
《 SAMHAIN BLESSINGS 》
Blessed Samhain beloveds!
My favourite Sacred Sabbat. An acknowledgement of the turning of the wheel of the seasons. A celebration of the darker half of the year, of death, letting the old and stagnant die, to make way for the new. The witches new year. A night that we honour our ancestors and the medicine men and women who've walked before us.
For me, sacred days don't always look like big celebrations or intricate ceremonies (even though I adore these things). As a mama, medicine woman and witch on the shamanic path, the sacred is woven into the small moments of every day. Walking between worlds, even at school drop off 😆
Tonight, our Samhain celebration looked like making pumpkin soup (its Southern Hemisphere Halloween, I love the harvest symbolism). The kids gathered herbs from the garden for the soup, tuning in and asking the plants for permission to use their medicine. As we created our meal, we chanted beautiful mantras, gave our gratitude to pachamama and her plant spirits. As I cooked, I could feel the presence of our ancestors, especially my beloved Nana who I feel with me often. With our intention, we infuse magick into these moments. We said a Samhain blessing and enjoyed a sweet and joyful candle-lit meal together.
On this rainy Samhain night, I sit in simple ceremony alone, journeying and reflecting. Giving thanks to the ancestors of our lineage, the medicine men and women, the original custodians of the land, and honouring loved ones in this lifetime who have passed through the veil- lighting a candle of gratitude for the gifts their presence brought to our lives.
My heart is full of gratitude knowing that I am guided and protected always.
With love,
Sheree xo
Magickal poetry shared with us by the fire with my wise dad, The Bush Poet. As he channels his powerful words, many a spirit's presence can be felt around us. Its always an incredibly moving experience that no words can describe, it can only be felt. In deep gratitude and awe for the medicine man who is my father 💙