I’m Jodi Symmonds. This is a page of musings, creative writing, and poetry, that invites you to embrace your own creative expression.
I spent years working within systems that promised healing but rarely delivered it. I entered that world with a calling — to help people find what had been lost deep inside them, but somewhere along the way, I began to lose myself. The work became a battle against machinery disguised as care. I watched as human stories were flattened into data, as tenderness was replaced by procedure. And in trying to hold space for others, I forgot how to hold it for myself. Behind the polished language of “support” and “wellbeing,” I saw corruption — quiet, systemic, and deeply human. It interfered with everything I tried to do. It twisted truth into policy, compassion into compliance. And eventually, it destroyed the very purpose that had led me there. I was swallowed by the system I had once believed I could exist in. It broke me open, forced me out, and left me standing in a place of doubt and uncertainty. I began to question everything — the way I worked, the way I lived, the way I understood purpose itself. And in that questioning, I realised something simple but profound: I had been working out of alignment with my true calling. When you are in alignment, there is no confusion. There is only clarity — even in chaos.
Eventually, I left. Not with any sense of triumph, but in exhaustion and numbness. I walked away from the architecture of man, the offices, the screens, the endless noise, and found myself standing in silence, unsure of who I was without the system that had defined me. That had conditioned deep parts of me. That silence became my teacher. I began to rewild the parts of me that had been domesticated by expectation. Through art, poetry, and music. Through the old stories of Celtic and Welsh mythology that whispered of belonging and the sacred wild. Through soil under my nails and rain on my skin.
Through solitude and the slow rhythm of the land.
I didn't just leave my job, I started to rewild my entire life. Part of this has included learning how to live off-grid and self-sufficiently. The idea of living off-grid is not romantic. It is raw, and sometimes brutal. But it strips away everything false. It shows me the bones of what it means to be alive — and the ache of what it means to remember. The trauma of that unravelling still hums through me. But I’ve learned to listen to it, to let it shape the work I do now. My purpose is to help others find their way back — to the pulse beneath the noise, to the frequency of life itself. To live meaningfully, connected, awake.
At its heart, my work is about listening — to the quiet, to the wild, to the unseen frequency that threads through everything.
Our creative self begins with remembrance, a return to our innate wholeness, our wildness, and our deep belonging to the earth. The human psyche is not a separate, isolated mind, but as an extension of nature itself, dynamic, cyclical, embodied, and inherently wise. This creative work honours the interconnectedness of mind, body, and soul, inviting the reader into a process of self-discovery that is both ancient and deeply personal.
Nature as Mirror & Guide – The rhythms, resilience, and intelligence of the natural world offer profound insight into the human condition.
Embodied Healing – True transformation involves not only thought but sensation, movement, instinct, and presence.
Primal Integrity – Unlearning societal conditioning that numbs authenticity and reconnect to our original self: intuitive, alive, and self-sufficient.
Sovereign Living – Reclaiming agency over their inner and outer worlds — cultivating psychological freedom, emotional responsibility, and life practices rooted in sustainability and meaning.
Rewilding is not regression — it is reclamation. A return to your untamed self, a reawakening of your natural intelligence, and a path forward in alignment with your deepest truths. .
