Wild Women everywhere

Wild Woman... the first time I heard it it stirred something old. It felt like it was addressing me in a way no other words ever did before.

When I say ‘wild’ I don’t mean the kind of wildness that leads to bad hangovers, bad choices and out of control behavior.. This kind of Wild went straight to my core

and I saw myself running in the woods with wild hair and stars reflected in my eyes. It addressed my fierce loving and deep compassion. It resonated with my intuition and deep self-love.

The Wild woman is me when I don't care what someone else thinks but truly trust my own inner knowing. It is self-respect and creative flow. She is wise and strong and vulnerable, she is magic and she is close to nature. She is the wind, the fire, the earth and the water. Deep and full of movement. She is the Lioness, the Priestess, the Witch, the Warrior, the Maiden, the Mother and the Crone. And I do not only find her deep within me, I see her in every woman, The mother walking her kids to school, the teacher in front of a classroom, the cashier, the old lady behind the window, the business woman, the volunteer, the woman running in the park... I see her in every woman , even if she does not feel or see it herself, and it is beautiful and inspiring and it moves me to tears