Jodie Dianne presents
ROOT OF
Mother
The School of Wild Mother & Erotic Motherhood
A four-month rite of passage for the mother who knows there is more of her waiting to be remembered and alive.
4 months · 30 women · Opening Soon
You still remember wanting...
You just can't find your way back to it
You just know something is missing.
Life is good. You love your children. You love your life. And yet there is this quiet, persistent ache you can't quite name... a craving for something more that feels almost shameful to admit when everything looks fine from the outside.
You feel it in the way you move through your days... in your mind, managing, organising, endlessly doing. Somewhere beneath the to-do lists and the school runs and the invisible labour, there is a woman you've almost forgotten. She's not gone. But she's quiet in a way that scares you sometimes.
Somewhere inside all of that love, you quietly stopped being a woman who desired. Who felt. Who received.
Not performing desire for someone else's satisfaction. The real kind — the hunger that lived in your body before you became everything to everyone. Before her body became something to be touched out by, fed from, leaned on, needed.
"I miss wanting my husband."
"Sex feels like another thing on my list."
"I love my family but I don't feel like myself."
"I want to feel something but my body just... doesn't."
"I can't remember the last time I felt sexy."
"I want intimacy that feels like receiving, not giving more."
"I don't know what I want anymore."
"I know what I want, but I can't name it or speak it"
If you've said any of those things — even just to yourself, in the dark — this page is for you.
Because the desire didn't disappear. It went underground. And it is waiting for you to come and find it.
Motherhood was never meant to cost you your desire.
It was meant to initiate you into a deeper one.
Not the good girl's desire — the one that waits to be chosen, that asks permission, that makes herself small so she doesn't want too much.
The other one.
The primal one. The one that knows what she needs. The one that leads from her body, womb, pussy. The one that is erotic, instinctual, unapologetic and fully, wildly ALIVE.
Primal. Erotic. Loud. Instinctual. Sexual. Raw. Real. Alive.
I know this because I had to find my way back too.
From 18 to 24 I thought I was the most sexually liberated woman in the room. I was loud about how much I loved sex. I left before they woke up. I wore my independence like armour.
But I was having a lot of sex and experiencing almost no real pleasure. I was searching for love and acceptance the only way I knew — by making myself untouchable so nobody could leave me first.
"The amount of sex you're having has nothing to do with your sexual energy. I am proof of that."
At 25 I stopped. I met my body — properly, for the first time. I sat in the shame, the grief, the heartbreak I'd been running from. I learned what I actually desired, what pleasure actually felt like when I stopped performing it.
And then I met my husband — from that place.
I had a water birth with my first. Natural, primal, unmedicated. And the moment he was in my arms, I started nodding along to every rule about how to be a mother now.
Ten days in, I cut it all off. That was the first time I chose myself over compliance.
Then I freebirthed my second. Primal. Wild. Erotic. Raw. Alive. I met all of myself in that room.
But birth is also the biggest somatic release a human body can experience. It surfaced something I thought I had already healed — shame around my own pleasure, buried so deep I had forgotten it was there. Every time I would bring myself to orgasm, my body would immediately shut down. Shame. For letting myself receive.
"Your body and your womb will always remember. Birth doesn't just birth a baby — it births everything stored within you."
I spent the past year working with that shame. And what opened on the other side — in my body, my pleasure, my marriage — is a level I didn't know was possible.
This is why Root of Mother exists. Not from theory. From the exact road I walked.
"Jodie is magnetic. When she speaks I can't help but lean in — her words don't just land in my mind, they land deeply in my body and soul. She makes me feel both grounded and awakened at the same time." — client
"I just did the replay — while I was holding myself, it felt like you were holding me. I felt like you were right there with me. Fuck, you really do hold space." — client
"Already in such a short time I had so many breakthrough moments. I cannot wait to delve deeper into the layers and truly free myself from anything that's not mine." — client
"One of the greatest changes has been in my relationship. When I came out of those sessions, both my partner and I showed up very differently — both as the lovers and parents we wanted to be." — client
"The most intense feelings were around pregnancy, giving birth, being controlled. My whole body was trying to fight, shout, cry. I was able to feel it all — and then reassure my ancestors." — client
"I've never had anyone who could hold space for my mind, my body, and my intuition like this. I've always been the guiding light for others and I always craved someone to do that for me. Thank you for seeing me." — client
The School
Root of Mother
This is not a program you complete. It is a rite of passage you walk.
A four-month initiatory school for the mother who is ready to reclaim her desire, her pleasure, her body and her wildness — and discover that none of it was ever separate from her motherhood.
The mother and the woman were never meant to be two different people.
Every month we move through a feminine archetype — her shadow and her medicine — through teachings, ancestral and womb healing, somatic embodiment, shadow work, group coaching and feminine inquiry.
Month One: WILD WOMAN
Return to Your Truth
Who are you beneath the conditioning?
We strip away the good girl, the performed mother, the woman who made herself smaller to be easier to love. We meet the instinctual, untamed, truth-telling woman underneath — the one who knows what she wants and is no longer afraid to say so.
Month Two: LOVER
Return to Your Desire
What do you actually want?
Awakening sensuality, eros, intimacy, pleasure and self-devotion. This is where we meet the disconnection from desire, the touched-out body, the woman who gives everything and receives almost nothing. We speak you back into your longing — in your body, in your relationship, in your life.
Month Three: DARK FEMININE
Return to Your Body
Meet the places you were taught to fear.
The erotic. The primal. The powerful. The grieving. The raging. The deeply, unapologetically alive. This month we reclaim the full spectrum of the feminine that was shamed and buried — and discover that none of it makes you less of a mother. It makes you more.
Month Four: THE WALK
A Rite of Passage
Not another archetype. An initiation.
We integrate everything through birth story exploration, postpartum healing, motherline work, erotic embodiment and community witnessing. A Death Ceremony and a Rebirth Ceremony mark the threshold. You leave not as the woman who entered — but as the Wild Mother she remembered she had always been.
What's Included
Monthly live archetype teachings with group coaching
Weekly rhythm: teaching, ancestral work, embodiment, integration, coaching
Somatic, womb, voice, movement, breath and ritual practices
Shadow work processes and feminine inquiry
Community container of women walking the same initiation
Death Ceremony and Rebirth Ceremony in month four
Access to selected crones who have walked before you
It is for the one who has tried all the other versions of herself and knows, in her body, that something deeper is waiting.
The one who loves her family and is still quietly grieving the woman she was before.
The one who says "I'm fine" and means something entirely different.
The one who is done performing. Done disappearing. Done healing toward a version of herself that was never actually hers.
The one who is ready to remember.
She was never lost. She was waiting...
You do not graduate from Root of Mother.
You cross a threshold.
You leave with a body that feels like home. A voice that speaks without apology. A desire that no longer has to ask for permission.
And a remembrance that motherhood was never meant to make you smaller — it was always inviting you to become Wild Mother, the keeper of erotic motherhood.
4 months · 30 women · Opening Soon
""I can't even imagine how I would be going on without doing this work."
— Wild Mother Member
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