Hi, I’m Kelsey.

Welcome beloved one, to my little corner of the internet. I am truly so delighted you stopped by. Light a candle. Pour yourself a hot cuppa’. Let’s get acquainted.

Why of Wolf & Wren?

Because I am made of wolf and wren.

The wild woman in me, the woman who knows her truth and worth, who is deeply rooted to the earth and lore… she is wolf. I am of her. She brings me back to myself when I am lost, herding me on my way. She howls at the moon when I need a dose of my own medicine. She is always in the practice of calling me home.

And I am of my daughter, whose middle name is Wren. She made me a mother. She taught me how to experience gratitude, generosity, presence, patience, and love in ways I never knew possible. She is, in so many ways, my greatest teacher. I am of her.

And so, since my writing is about my own journey through life and motherhood, there is nothing more fitting to call this space than to give credit to the entities that I turn to for guidance the most - my inner wise woman, and my daughter.

Here’s what you can expect from this space…

If you’re anything like me, you’re longing for more joy, more calm, more… magic. Know you are welcome here, exactly as you are.

This little corner of the internet is all about exploring the ways in which we can tend to ourselves, nurture our tired souls, and bring more wonder back into our lives.

I love nothing more than sharing honest stories from my own life and experiences that I hope help you feel less alone as we navigate this whole adulting thing together.

I am here to practice radical transparency in a way that I hope serves you, my dear reader. I’m willing to ask the tough questions, challenge myself (and sometimes you), and grapple with this all together.

In this space, I’ll be writing about motherhood, rest, tending to our needs, unhooking from hustle culture and toxic productivity, community care, and how we can all keep on keeping on when the world is a dumpster fire. I’ll share practices for intentional living, and also for holding yourself through moments of surrender.

Before I forget, here’s little bit about me…

First and foremost, I am a mama to my sweet daughter, a partner to my wonderful husband, a tender to my home and this land we live on, and a friend to all my beloveds.

And, I am also a therapist, a ritualist, a community holder, and a weaver of words. I dance to the beat of many different drums.

I live on the unceded and traditional lands of the SENĆOŦEN & Hul’q’umi’num’ speaking peoples on so-called Salt Spring Island in British Columbia, Canada.

While my work in the world is deeply important to me, the identity I hold most dear in this season of my life is that of mother. I named my daughter Winter because I believe in the beauty of all seasons - the dark, as well as the light.

We need the fallow times of winter in order to create life anew in the spring and summer. All seasons are beautiful and deserve our honouring and reverence. And I believe the same is true about the seasons of our lives.

And as I hold my own daughter tenderly through this often scary world, I am incredibly humbled to bring that same energy to the women I work with in my therapy practice, and to the words I weave in my writing.

If you’d like to learn more about me or find ways to work together, I’d love to invite you to visit my website here.

For now, you can also still find me on Instagram (although I’m showing up there less and less often these days)