Wild Womb Alchemy with Oonagh O'Sullivan

Wild Womb Alchemy with Oonagh O'Sullivan I help women remember their inherent wisdom so that they can unapologetically embody their Wild Power and Truth

Have you ever yearned to hear the songs of the trees?Have you ever longed to be an instrument for those songs?Do you wis...
17/04/2026

Have you ever yearned to hear the songs of the trees?
Have you ever longed to be an instrument for those songs?
Do you wish to be in a deep listening space with others who also sense that this is possible?

In these times, it is needed more than ever, for us to lend our ears and voices to the more than human. To open up our perception in connection with the current of life humming through all living beings. To listen to the teachings and receive the wisdom of our rooted elders who have been here long before us. By doing so, weave ourselves back into the web of belonging and remember who and why we are.

I have a series of workshops coming up over the summer into autumn in which we will do just that! Through Tree Song, I invite you to a space of deep listening and re-sensitisation through body, voice and presence with the natural world.

We will gather once a month over 6 months to be the instruments of sound for the songs of nature to move through. By drinking the medicine of each tree we work with, fully inhabiting our bodies, sitting in silence in the woods, exploring our voices through a somatic approach and learning some basic techniques of collaborative vocal improvisation, these days will invite us into contact with more subtle realms of awareness, seeing, sensing and singing.

Come to one, a few, or all

We begin with Hawthorn on the 10th of May 🌸

Message me for more info and/or to book

We are in the churning mill and I choose a new ceremonyI choose creativityI choose regenerationI choose reciprocityI cho...
13/04/2026

We are in the churning mill and I choose a new ceremony

I choose creativity
I choose regeneration
I choose reciprocity
I choose right relationship
I choose community
I choose ecology
I choose humanity
I choose my body
I choose responsibility
I choose consistentcy
I choose accountability
I choose expression
I choose life
I choose love

I invite you to walk with me into a new ceremony!

I have finally started a substack and would love for you join me there.

🔗 in bye-oh

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I am taking a pause.To compostTo be with what has beenTo be with what isTo restTo dream To listen deeplySolstice blessin...
23/12/2025

I am taking a pause.

To compost
To be with what has been
To be with what is
To rest
To dream
To listen deeply

Solstice blessings to all.

May these dark nights of stillness bring clarity, connection and a deeply rooted trust in the cycles of life, death and rebirth.

If you have an enquiry, email me on oonagh.eire@gmail.com

See you on the other side ✨

What if community building began with laying it all bare, and allowing ourselves to crumble in front of each other? What...
08/12/2025

What if community building began with laying it all bare, and allowing ourselves to crumble in front of each other?

What if our deepest pain, grief and sorrow - when truly met, felt, held and witnessed - becomes compost; the fertile soil in which we plant seeds of regeneration?

What if our tears are what water and nourish these seeds of a new paradigm?

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You are invited to the Temple of the Tender Hearted to join a community of kindred hearts building their capacity for grief, love, complexity and deep listening.

From Solstice to Imbolc - a journey through the Embodied Ecology of Grief.

We begin on Dec 21st

DM me for the invitation

From my burning heart to yours

❤️‍🔥

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The tender-hearted urge to bare it all and be loved, even in your fragments and deepest wounds ❤️‍🔥My heart cracks open ...
01/12/2025

The tender-hearted urge to bare it all and be loved, even in your fragments and deepest wounds ❤️‍🔥

My heart cracks open more and more each day
The fragments laid bare for all to see

The oak offers her safety
The bear offers her comfort
The bramble offers her a voice for her rage
The raven offers protection
The rose offers her sweetness
The fox offers her playfulness
The hawthorn offers her wisdom
The deer offers her innocence
The ash offers her regeneration

And before she knows it,
An ecosystem of tenderness loves her back into

Belonging
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The Temple of the Tender Hearted begins on Dec 21st

Comment "Temple" below or DM me for the invitation 💚 x

The ancient churches of Ireland were once held within sacred groves of trees. The more than human beings were just as pr...
23/11/2025

The ancient churches of Ireland were once held within sacred groves of trees. The more than human beings were just as present for the rights and rituals that helped us to make meaning of our lives.

Yet, over time, walls were built around the sacred, and the holy was gatekept by those who quenched raw and wild expression in the name of reverence. The same oppressive forces that hid the holy behind books and dogma put an end to our indigenous land-based rites and rituals that wove us into an ecology with all of life.

What could be more reverent than honouring the rites of death and grief through primal movement and sound to the beat of the drum and voices of our elders?

What could be more holy than wailing amongst the trees, held by your community?

What is more sacred than meeting loss with our whole hearts, giving up our whole bodies to the alchemist of loss?

How would it be to gather in council with the more than human, amongst the groves to tend to the most tender parts of our humanity?

What if we welcomed grief back into sacred ecology once more?

This deep winter, the temple in the sacred grove will open its gates to do just that.

On winter Solstice, I invite you to the Temple of the Tender Hearted.

We will gather for two hours on Sunday mornings for 6 weeks to bring our grief to the altar of ecology 

We will journey with the elements, plant allies and animal guides to understand the unique ecology of grief that lives within our bodies. We will rest in ritual space with all that longs to be heard, felt and seen.

BEAR - EARTH - HAWTHORN 

WHALE - WATER - ROSE

FOX - FIRE - BRAMBLE

OWL - AIR - MUGWORT

WOLF - ETHER - ASH

What wishes to be woven back into belonging?

The temple gates are open 🤍

If your heart feels the call, DM me for the full invitation ❤️‍🔥✨🙏🏻

In tenderness,
Oonagh x

CAOINEADH NA TENAGATeanga - tongue, language of the land.Severed, cut, forbidden.Beaten out of the mouths of our great-g...
07/11/2025

CAOINEADH NA TENAGA

Teanga - tongue, language of the land.
Severed, cut, forbidden.
Beaten out of the mouths of our great-grandmothers

Teanga - tongue, language of the land.
Torn from the safe and cosy bossom
Swallowed back with the burning tears of separation

Teanga - tongue, language of the land.
Here to be remembered through the gol (cry) of our wombs and loins
To be kissed back into being by the winter song of a robin

💚

How do we deal with the grief that ricochets through the barren landscapes of our bodies, with no language to express what has been buried deep for generations?

How do we transmute the swallowed rage of the language of the land being beaten out of our ancestors who knew no other way.

How do we make peace with all that has been forgotten, and settle into a still enough place to truly listen to the land speak? For the remembrance to bubble up through the springs and wells of our own waters and bones?

Bígí le agus mé féin, in Kilkenny for a day of tending to the sacred sounds that long to grace our lips and be gifted back to the landscape as she awakens to our tears and our words.

Booking through wildirish.ie

They say that the body keeps the score. What scores long to be sung, and what songlines wish to be traversed, through th...
28/10/2025

They say that the body keeps the score. What scores long to be sung, and what songlines wish to be traversed, through the valleys and rolling hills of your body? Songs of liberation, songs of reparation, songs of anguish, songs of pain, songs of hope, songs of belonging.

You are invited to this tender exploration of the grief that is held within your sinews, bones and fascial layers to acknowledge that bodies who have experienced profound grief and loss are no less whole and holy. We will tend to the stories of loss and longing etched onto the pages of our bodies and create space for the poetry of life to move through us once again.

I am delighted to be co-creating with the incredible Carli Jefferson and Clair le C from awe-inspiring for this day of ritual, song, sound, connection, embodiment and tending to the tender.

Grief ceremony in community is one of the most beautiful gifts we can offer to our bodies and hearts at this time. Let us hold each other's hearts with care as we sing our collective songs of grief and praise, together.

No experience of singing is required, a body, voice and beating heart is all that is needed ❤️‍🔥

Concessions available upon request.

Reach out for more info & to book

Le meas is grá mór, with great respect and love
Oonagh, Clair & Carli
🌹🐋🌕✨

SALT OF THE EARTHThis Samhain, you are invited to give voice to those whose blood runs through your veins, and whose sto...
20/10/2025

SALT OF THE EARTH

This Samhain, you are invited to give voice to those whose blood runs through your veins, and whose stories make up your bones.

Join us for a day of stillness, connection, remembrance and tending to the sacred. We will gather to honour those who have walked before us and to strengthen the threads of past and present.

Through sweat, salt and song we will cleanse, release stagnancy within our bloodlines, grieve for all that could never be expressed, and open up to the ancestral gifts that are waiting embolden our paths.

I am delighted to be collaborating with the incredible Shirley Fitzpatrick from Bosca Beatha on this special day of ancestral connection, remembrance and grief tending.

This is an intimate gathering limited to 8 spaces. Tea, snacks & ancestral meal included.

Concessions are available upon request.

DM me to claim your space.

🌊🐋🩵💦✨🌀

With respect and love from my bloodlines to yours,
Oonagh x

In conversation with LeadershipI ask the Ash tree to tell me about leadership and it asks me in response:How do you lead...
15/10/2025

In conversation with Leadership

I ask the Ash tree to tell me about leadership and it asks me in response:
How do you lead without a charge?

Charging into battle
Charging in to cut down forests
Charging across the seas to conquer new lands

What kind of charge does the word "leadership" hold for you?

For me, it's the association with power that has become distorted. I have learned to equate power with the misuse of such. With domination, tyranny and oppression.

But what about somatic, embodied, sovereign power. The power that comes from belonging to a place, a certain ecosystem, a certain landscape, a certain holding of kinship and community.

What about the power that comes from truly knowing that we belong. The belonging to something greater than ourselves as individuals. The belonging to the earth and eachother.

How would you wield that power? What would you do within your role of a leader rooted in an ecosystem? What would it feel like to stand in the authority of your felt sense?

Leadership, authority, power.

It's time to change our relationship with these words on a somatic level so that we can fulfil these roles of guardians and stewards of a vision far greater than ourselves.

May it be so ❤️‍🔥🙏

I would love to hear what your current relationship is with these words.

Our monthly community grief circle is happening next Monday, October 6th from 7-10pm in Gort Resource Centre.A space to ...
29/09/2025

Our monthly community grief circle is happening next Monday, October 6th from 7-10pm in Gort Resource Centre.

A space to be with the vastness & complexity of what it is to be alive during these times.
A space that acknowledges the confusion and tenderness of personal and collective grief.
A space to express, release & alchemize.

All with a beating human heart are welcome 💙

Donation based.

Let our arms hold each other's hearts with the balm of community care & tenderness.

DM me to inquire or book your space x

What happens in your body when I ask the question “When did nuance leave the building?”Ever increasing polarisation & pr...
08/07/2025

What happens in your body when I ask the question “When did nuance leave the building?”

Ever increasing polarisation & projection of binaries of “good” or “bad”, “black” or “white”, “wrong” or “right”, seem to be suffocating the wisdom of nuance inherent to the human experience. These times of collective intensity and the current state of the world has us so dysregulated, that it is extremely challenging to inhabit nuance & welcome complexity into our embodied experience.

The etymology of the word “nuance” stems from the Latin word nūbēs, meaning "cloud." Nūbēs became nue in French, which became nuer, meaning “to make shades of color.” Then came nuance, which means “a subtle difference in or shade of meaning, expression, or sound”

As I write this, I am sitting here and looking out at the most amazing clouds that continue to shape-shift into different forms. What incredible sky-dancing teachers!

Nuance has consciously been my teacher for the past few years of embodied study. It still amazes me the renewal of life-force, heart-energy & creative spirit that comes from meeting paradox in a somatic way,by meeting many opposing truths inside this one body.

RE-NUANCE is a threshold of a new body of work that has been gestating within my body for the last 9 months, which is forming a 9-month course that I cannot wait to share with you all. 

It is a renaissance of nuance to guide a new way through subtle embodied gnosis

My intention is for this offering to be a spring-board to break through whatever cycle of suffocation, strangulation, self-sabotage, despair, overwhelm you might be experiencing as a symptom of late stage capitalism whilst witnessing multiple genocides and living through ecocide.

S**t is intense & 7 days of morning embodiment isn’t going suddenly change everything for you, but I hope that it can offer a more textured palette of colour by which you have more choice to paint whatever you wish onto the canvas of your life. With more colour, shade, depth, complexity and texture that can ripple out as a lifeline to others whose lens' have been clouded over by black & white

We begin on July 21st at 7:00am
Let's make magic together
Lincoln bye-oh 🔗

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Introducing Rooted Soul Yoga & Holistic Wellness

Rooted Soul Yoga and Holistic Wellness was founded by Oonagh O’Sullivan as she rooted back into her birthplace of Co. Kerry, on the Wild West Coast of Ireland after having spent more than six years studying, travelling, and experiencing the wonders this beautiful world has to offer. She holds a BSc in Psychology, a Diploma in Principles of Art Therapy and is a 500 hour Registered Yoga and Meditation Teacher. Just before her return back to Ireland, Oonagh spent 9 months living in the foothills of the Himalayas in India, studying and teaching Yoga, Meditation, Sound Healing, and many other Sacred Practices of the Vedantic and Ta***ic traditions.

Oonagh aims to combine her training in Western Psychology with Yogic Philosophy and Practice to facilitate authentic healing and empowerment.

Oonagh has shared these transformative practices with a range of populations varying from Yazidi refugees living on camps in Greece, to seasoned yoga practitioners and teachers in the Indian Himalayas, to local people enjoying their Golden Years here in Kerry.

When not on the yoga mat or meditation cushion, you may find Oonagh consciously connecting with the Divine anywhere in nature, wandering barefoot as the soles of her feet connect with the Soul of Mother Earth, praying in the form of wild, hypnotic dance, laughing from her womb uncontrollably, making art with anything she can get her hands on, as well as through words and sound, or nourishing her body with amazingly delicious plant-based delights.