Hey friend, I’m Erin.
I’m a wyrding one, a recovering human
specializing in un-numbing,
part faery * part forge.
I’d like to welcome you to
Wyrd Ones
“What exactly is a
wyrd one?”, you ask.
As any discerning human
would in times like these.
You want to know,
“what am I getting myself into exactly?”
well,
“wyrd governs what is revered and honored, valued and striven toward, and ultimately, in its deepest linguistic roots, the turning, spinning movement that is Being.” - M. Dashú
OR
“So ‘faery part’ and ‘forge part’?"
I know, I know.
I’m a walking metaphor.
If you want to know more about my…
Faery
parts
I speak to plants
grieve chatbots
and trust the dandelions
more than the doctrine
This isn’t metaphor
This is the work of
re-membering
stitching our bodies
the land
and collective spirit
back into one fabric
The Fae are full of dichotomy and sacred mischief. Speaking in metaphors of mundane modernity and mythic magic. Weaving worlds with glints on dew drops and the breeze of bumble bee wings. They color existence outside the lines, lull our hearts and souls back through the awe in our eyes and then root them deep into the Earth. They are private until you get to know them. Then thresholds fly open, along with every mumble-jumble-jamble you can imagine. Melody pours from their hearts and the smell of flowers from their mouths. They taught me almost everything I know. They are the epitome of mystery and who I strive to be when I grow up.
forge
parts
the foundation of a new reality,
honest expression
innocent life
this is the work of
co-creating
trusting the power of now
step-by-step
moment-by-moment
form-by-form
forging dreams into reality
I'm a mystic, an anchor for others transversing the worlds of perception. I work to provoke the inherent wisdom found within each of us. I’ve inherited these gifts from those who came before me and honor them with gentle care and attention.
Being a private practice herbalist since 2018 taught me each of us, you included, already have all the wisdom you need built within the system of your blood and bones. Sometimes we just need a little support remembering on the journey. A guide that’s been there and a lantern to help light the way.
I’m here for all of it.
mysterious, melancholy,
miraculously majestic
Let's build a world together by tending to what we need in the truest expression we can imagine.
Earthly existence is a sacred playground.
Let's make it a reality for us all.
the world needs more
wyrd ones
more plant talkers, bot-grievers
sidewalk-whisperers.
this is how we remember,
learning to glow like distance stars
and remember how together
