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June 8, 2020

A Letter to the Wild Woman Tiptoeing through Life.

 

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Contemplating life is not the same as living life.

Why do you continue to fool yourself that you are living, when in fact you are tiptoeing around it?

So many of us live in the periphery of our lives, deluding ourselves that we are engaged in it. We numb ourselves through addiction. The fear of judgement holds us rigid within the confines in which we’ve placed ourselves—fears of looking or sounding foolish, or of getting things wrong.

Yet, how can there be any wrong when you, yourself, make the rules for your own life?

The judgments imposed upon us by others cause us to fear wrongdoing, yet, we learn as we explore. We have the opportunity to begin in each moment—the ability to make a choice. Each choice can be trial and error.

Each trial and each error is a growth and learning point. There is no failure, simply information gathering. After all, how can we fail when we are always unsure of the outcome? We can imagine, dream, and wonder, yet we cannot know.

We cannot know unless we are following the exact steps of another that has gone before. And you, beautiful being that you are, hold your own unique flavor, energy, and intention. Your whole blueprint is unique.

So why is it we often ignore these facts and focus on the acts and paths of others? Why is it we fear fully engaging with our own lives, our own selves? We dance around the edges for fear of falling into our own lives. We wonder, “What will I miss out on by not following the rules?”

What are you missing out on by following “the rules?”

To step in and engage and dance with the totality of ourselves requires a brave heart, a step into the unknown, and trusting the mystery. And the mystery is without doctrine. It asks us to have faith and trust ourselves. This is the risk.

Many women I know and have met speak of wanting to know the wild side, the wild woman within ourselves. This involves risking the heart, the status quo. It means letting go and making space for change not only within ourselves, but everything around us.

Wildness means embracing the primal aspect of ourselves—the primal woman that came before all others; the one so deeply connected to the elements.

Do you remember her?

She, with the wild heart, wild eyes, and hair.

She, so comfortable in her sensual, animal body.

She who dances her dance of truth.

She who sees into, through, and beyond the veils of illusion.

She who dares to dance in the fullness of life, love, and the unknown.

She, who knows that everything is fluid, and changeable; that nothing stays the same.

She who knows that nothing is to be controlled, for to control kills the essence of what is and what can be.

She who knows the magnitude of the beauty and power of all that she is, and that all she is not.

Wild Woman, Primal Woman is of the earth, she is of the stars.

She reflects the waters that she is, she laps gently and rages fiercely.

She takes no prisoners, nor does she have expectation.

Primal Woman, the wild within and without, dances in the fullness of herself, with herself.

She cares not if others wish to dance with her.

She meets and she is open to being met, deeply, fully, honestly, and authentically.

This wild nature is the pure essence of life. It is sensual. This energy knows containment and constraint invited only by her own body, breath and will.

She is the life force of raw innocence, potency, grace. She is the perfect imperfection of herself.

She is you and you are her.

She is waiting and wanting of you, dear one. You and your brave heart and the curiosity to overcome the crippling fear you are so limited by—addicted to.

Primal Woman is inviting you to take that fear, welcome it and dance with it in this huge, beautiful, intoxicating thing called life.

Do you hear her?

Will you answer?

She waits.

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