
Will’s robust vulnerability disarms the gods and sews fertile ground for an encounter with the soul.
About
Will Wilson is a passionate and vibrant storyteller, mythologist and facilitator who spits his time between Fremantle, Western Australia and Devon UK.
Storytelling crept into his facilitation practice in unassuming fashion until boisterously taking its place at the centre. Like all things that arrive from the edge they trailed by a scent of the wild, reminding us that we are the stories of yore and every moment since. Can you listen? Do you hear?
Turning towards this scent began a pilgrimage back to his ancestral homelands of England and Scotland. During which he apprenticed to the oral traditions, tuned his ear to the old stories and completed a masters in Poetics of Imagination at Dartington Art School / Schumacher College.
Storytelling is the oldest form of passing on wisdom and lineage we have. In a world where our imaginations are storied by images not of our own volition what could be more important than turning towards the old stories and the imaginal realms?
Working with stories, myth, folk and fairytales Will helps uncover the story we are in, be that individual, cultural, or organisational and creates space for the stories at the edge to come into view. This way of working with stories and the imagination opens us to our foibles allows a new energy to creep in and a new story to emerge.
Will is an expert in ancestral mythology, how by exploring your past you open gateways of understanding into the self and how to live in the future. There is a wild expanse that came before us to turn towards it, is to turn towards the self, our culture and our communities.
When not telling stories Will can be found in the forest, the ocean or reading a book.
‘Will safely hosts liminal spaces for our own foibles to emerge into the light and with his humble, storied lilt beckons us to our truth.’ Dan Hanmer
Contact me to discuss working together: will@willwilson.info
“The storyteller is a piece of the wild. They carry the voices of the ancestors, the echoes of the land, and the pulse of life itself.”
— Martin Shaw








