Jil Wild

hair, happiness, health.

Wednesday, 26 July 2017

My sweet ones #dailygratitude

This place. It's physical location is the fields just over the way from my house.  I'm here nearly every day, early morning, very late at night (not sensible, I know) rain, clouds, sunshine, stars.  These fields are far more than the sum of their physical parts to me.  They are a timeless space where my thoughts can expand and fly and worries can explode into a million pieces like those glittering chips in the night sky. They are a warm, quiet, solitary place of nature. These fields and woods connect me back to childhood, to playing by myself or with my friends, to walking with my mum and our neighbour's dog in the darkening autumn evenings, returning home for hot tea.

One day, sooner than you'd think, these little ones will be grown. The likelihood is that these fields, the route I used to walk their mama to school, will be concreted over for the first time in the history of the world, changed forever into houses and roads.

I will be an old lady then, but by the grace of the Goddess, please let me retain these memories, just two days old as I write this.  Let me slip easily back into this timeless space of love, and laughter, and discussion and play, of quiet companionship, and looking forward to our tea.


Saturday, 22 July 2017

June hair update (18 months Pixie growth!)

This was June...realising that I have spent most of this month wearing my hair straight.  This does make sense as during the wetter months there isn't any point in straightening it.  There's really no point if there's even a drop of moisture in the air, because it just frizzes up.

Is it really strange to say that I am absolutely loving the way the colour looks here....but

A little peek at my Hair Horrors, & 8 Ways to Cope with Overbleached Hair.

Woman Using Hair Brush

How to cope if this happens to you. It happened to me....

Saturday, 1 April 2017

March hair update

This picture isn't very clear but I think it's quite atmospheric!  Anyway, this is my March hair growth update, and I have straightened it for my night out.

Sunday, 26 February 2017

Out out

First proper out outing of 2017.  Sussex Bonfire ensures a ferocious social whirl from September through December, so

Tuesday, 21 February 2017


A sunny day in my parents' garden, so long ago.  Love and warmth radiates from this photograph, and I wish my own children could have known these two.  Dad died

Monday, 20 February 2017

Not to be sneezed at

This shelf in my kitchen holds some of the stuff I use in my doula business, for preparing placentas for mummas.  I process placentas into capsules, as well as making creams and tinctures.   Up there also is a little pile of napkins printed like £50 notes.  I have sometimes  struggled with my own concepts about money; that you should only have as much as you need and no more, that I wasn't worth the money I could earn and a host of others that I am working on eliminating as I discover them.  This pile of printed tissues cost me £1.99, but they look like hundreds of pounds in a pile.  They make a very interesting prop, and tool for manifesting more money.  They also serve to show me (as if my bank statement doesn't!) that there's still more work to be done.

Even taking a picture of this pile of tissues made me uncomfortable...like I was showing off, or posting a nude photo or something.  Meanwhile I will leave you with this thought...I love money, and money loves me.

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