Carly Chandler-Morris
Wild words, wild yarns & wild nidras for women breaking free from captivity.
Unschooling Mama . Writer . Alpaca & Llama Shepherdess
Spinner, Knitter & Rug maker
Welcome
Hello! I'm Carly and I'm so glad you've found your way here.
It's been a long meandering journey to find myself where I am.
A lifetime of struggle. Trying everything I could think of to feel ok.
My work has meandered too. The early years of survival, doing anything and everything, the music years, the years of working with women in the wild.
And then the initiation of birth and mothering that led me home to the loves of my childhood.
To writing and to animals.
So today, alongside home educating my daughter we have have a small little fibre herd of llamas and alpacas and offer spinning and fibre crafts workshops with their beautiful fleeces.
And I also share my writing and yoga nidra recordings on Substack when the moment and the time collide.
I began spinning as a way of processing the fleeces we produce every year but continued as a way of processing my mind and emotions.
Spinning, knitting, felting and rug making became the place my hands went to in the quiet moments.
Turning pasture and water into yarn. Shifting anxiety and rumination into peace and creation.
Over time I've found something very special happens when we gather together as women to spin yarn as we have for thousands of years.
Rewilding Women
In my decade of working with women in nature and natural settings, I have come to see the many ways that our modern world and our enculturated captivity affect our capacity to thrive.
We are born wild and gradually accept the limitations of our domestication until our wilder heritage is known to us.
Many of us spend a lifetime suffering as a consequence without knowing why.
Some of us lose the capacity to cope with the modern world along the way.
At the time it feels like breaking but we soon realise that it is in fact breaking free.
These pivotal moments connect us back to our hearts and our wilder heritage.
We catch the scent of home and long to return.
We have awakened to the culturally imposed bars on our windows and this cannot be undone.
We are the women breaking free of captivity.
