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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.

From a young age I was able to see spirit clearly (as I believe many of us can!) I saw life as we know it through the frame of the spirit, our soul. That seeing was challenged and squashed rather than celebrated and embraced and was lost along the way, early in my journey. The soul seeing was not always available to me as it was connected with fear and not belonging. I believed that if I was truly myself I would be seen as weird and kooky. The greatest fear was that I would be damned and would not belong.

My soul purpose was ever present and found other ways to come into being. I 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.

Forever in fear of being fully seen I stayed left of center to my soul purpose and allowed the healing work to come through in non direct ways. I now choose to go direct, to sit in the center and to allow the flow of what I have to give and to see clearly.

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, supportive and in the least wanky way possible. 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.

January 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.