Debra Driscoll is one of seven children, a devoted member of the Driscoll Clan and a soul sister to many in various corners of the world.

Born in Sydney, Australia she is an Australian/ American who spent most of her life in Australia, and is currently based in New York City, but travels extensively to teach and write.

Debra is the mother to Sage Joseph, born May 5th 2002. Sage unexpectedly died on April 3rd 2013.

Since Sages passing Debra has been healing, loving and exploring the silver lining and soul potential that grief invites.

She is a teacher, speaker, writer, coach, story catcher and performer. 

I am a mother, sister, lover, friend, witch, soul seeker, student and teacher.

Death has come to me more than once and I have found that death has been generous. I have received gifts. Admittedly they are hard to unwrap as they are bound in grief. It is in the unwrapping that the grief becomes lighter. In the lightness of the heart the soul stretches and expands.


From a young age I was able to see and hear spirit clearly (as I believe many of us can!) I saw life as we know it through the frame of the spirit, our soul.

My soul purpose was ever present and found ways to come into being. I have found purpose in teaching, creative expression, helping others and fighting for the at risk or vulnerable. My work has taken me to different corners of the world and has manifested in healing arts, drama and performance, teaching, community development and arts based social justice.

I now choose to center my work on helping people to transform and expand. To accept, acknowledge and receive all the gifts available to them - those gifted in times of life, love and joy as well as death and loss.

My wish is to share my knowing of love and spirit with the world in a way that is not backward in coming forward, honest, grounded, vulnerable, and supportive.

I want to share my love of the soul and its unique expression. To share love and to ease the hurt where possible and show how it is in our “ouch” that we can find layers of ourselves and soul expand.

December 2018

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Debra & Sage

When Sage was four years old we sat together one day playing a game of Old Maid. It's a card game for children that teaches about people, jobs and the characters of our world through matching pairs of the same card. The butcher matches the butcher and the old maid matches the old maid. If you get a match you win that hand. Sage and I never did play to win or compete with each other but we did love to play with the cards. On this one day I remember a card we turned over was of the witch. Sage without missing a beat said; "Look mum, it's you!" I had never shared with Sage my secret desire to be my full self, the white witch healer, he simply saw her, the witch in me.

Photo taken the last summer we spent together. December 2012.