Wild Woman is Waking
The phrase “Wild Woman” is cropping up a lot these days.
From quotes on cross fit photos to, ahem, crunchy mama blogs,
Wild Woman is rising.
And this is a VERY GOOD thing.
But some of us new to this wildish way of thinking and living might be asking ourselves…
What does it mean to become Wild Woman?
There are as many answers to this question as there are women in the world.
There is no one path to wild womanhood.
Each woman comes to this place in her own way and on her own terms.
Some might call themselves Wild Woman right off the bat,
While others see it as a deep journey and process not undertaken lightly.
But there is no authority who says,
“You, you are wild woman, but you, you are not.”
We can neither bestow nor deny this beinghood to anyone but ourselves.
For we are the only ones—besides a Divine Source and Wild Woman Herself—that has access to our inner realms,
To our innermost truth.
This is a basis of my belief in Wild Woman.
Most would agree, however, that becoming Wild Woman involves connecting deeply with your intuition, the sacred feminine, and the long ancestral lineage of the female wise woman tradition repressed for millennia but now rising again.
As Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés (one of the foremost “authorities” on Wild Woman and a Jungian psychoanalyst) says in the now classic tome, Women Who Run With The Wolves:
So what is the Wild Woman? From the viewpoint of archetypal psychology as well as from the storytelling tradition, she is the female soul. Yet she is more; she is the source of the feminine. She is all that is of instinct, of the worlds both seen and hidden—she is the basis. We each receive from her a glowing cell which contains all the instincts and knowings needed for our lives.
She is the Life/Death/Life force… She is intuition… She encourages humans to remain multilingual; fluent in the languages of dreams, passion, and poetry. She whispers from night dreams, she leaves behind on the terrain of a woman’s soul a coarse hair and muddy footprints. These fill women with longing to find her, free her, and love her… She is the smell of good mud and the back leg of a fox… She is the voice that says, ‘This way, this way.’
…She is the maker of cycles. She is the one we leave home to look for. She is the one we come home to. She is the mucky root of all women. She is the things that keep us going when we think we’re done for. -p. 13
What becoming Wild Woman means to ME
There are so many things that Wild Woman is and means to women.
The seed of my own journey back to Wild Woman was within me before birth, but about six years ago—during my first time in Alaska—it began to hum, three years ago—in the snowy mountains of Utah—began throb, but only after the birth of my first child a year ago did my life slow down enough that I was able to hear that it was my inner wild woman who was pounding on the door of my closed off heart & soul, crying to be set free, demanding that I finally sow the seed and sprout and grow and bloom as Wild Woman.
So, although this journey has been stirring for a while, I am now officially sowing the seed.
And here, at the start, this is what becoming Wild Woman means to me now, something I anticipate will evolve with time:
To me, becoming Wild Woman means…
Cutting off the ties that bind me to others’ un-nourishing expectations or perceived standards and not comparing myself to others’ works or accomplishments because what I bring to the world is one unique hue of a unified rainbow and no one else has exactly the same color I do.
Casting off the mantra that has been following me of “I am a fraud…I am not good enough to try to do this or be this way and I am lying to everyone, especially myself.” and replacing it with the mantra of “My inner voice guides me and speaks from somewhere greater than myself; I live authentically by embracing that inner voice/wisdom/intuition and ushering it into the world with a path laid in Love.”
Looking inward, knowing that within me is the Source of all Creation, that I am pregnant with the manifestation of Divine perfection, and that it is my purpose to give birth in this physical realm to that which the spiritual realm inspires.
Connecting to my intuition, that inner knowing, that is in direct contact with this Divine Source, and if I take the time to listen, will never fail me.
Experiencing the world for what it is rather than what others tell us it is, using my senses and my emotions in the HERE & NOW rather than the THERE & THEN.
Being brave enough to reject the status quo for the status could be, aka LIVING the change we want to see in the world.
Bursting the dams and letting the wild river of my creativity flow back into the channels it used to occupy when I was a child, and it means letting the river flood the banks to chart a new course, over and over again.
CREATING, CREATING, CREATING!
Being free to speak my mind through my heart, to let unbridled enthusiasm brim over or pacific calm silence me, as is fit.
Living in the change, in the constant state of change, that is life on this planet and in this Universe, whether it be the cyclical change of the seasons or the moons or my body, the gradual spiraling changes of age, or the dynamic changes in the stars and life circumstances.
Letting die that which must die (whether spiritual, mental or physical death) and knowing that Life gives way to Death which gives way to Life and that even in Death healing is found.
Surrendering trust in the Divine Source of All That Is that She won’t let me fall too hard or fast, that She will always direct me towards a path of abundance and ways to use my gifts that best serve Her and Her children.
Being reborn from Mother Earth, Our Mother, allowing Her to shelter & care for me, as I in turn care for Her.
Respecting and learning how to use the gifts Mother Earth shares with us, centering my day around weaving together my spiritual and physical planes of existence to combine Her gifts and mine.
Learning the medicines of the wise woman, including herbs and spiritual journeying.
Bringing the most potent life-forces into my body and my family’s bodies through the foods we choose to eat.
Using my hands to make what I need, bringing authenticity, strength, and meaning to them through Love, intention, and connection.
Celebrating the feminine as sacred and holy and honoring the power in my body and the connection of my womb to the spiritual realms.
Embracing my motherhood and my connection to Mother Earth and the Divine Mother through this.
Teaching myself, my son, my partner, and our future children, to honor our sacred feminine and sacred masculine natures and work with the forces of nature.
Integrating ritual and rite into my life in a way that enriches my experience and connects me deeper to existence.
Recognizing that all life is connected, that all minds are linked.
Becoming Wild Woman means giving birth to dreams made of Love.
I invite you to embark on your own journey to wild womanhood and follow me as I venture on my own.
Though I know not where the path shall lead, I surrender trust that it will lead me to my highest good and the healing of the world.