Practice listening to your intuition, your inner voice; ask questions; be curious; see what you see; hear what you hear; and then act upon what you know to be true.
Clarissa Pinkola Estés

We are now beginning to emerge from months of COVID cocooning, having lived (and continuing to live) by the daily watchwords of caution; mask required; and physical distance. All necessary to keep us safe, but one consequence has been the retreat of my wild side to a quiet corner for months of slumber.  It’s time to wake up that part of me so it can peek out and say hello.

Even amid COVID, there is room for the wild woman within to appear- that part of us who is wise and true and jumps into life fully every day. This is as good a time as any to get re-acquainted with her and imagine who our wild woman is.

I offer the following musings for your consideration. What are your ideas? I’d love to hear.

A wild woman is one who has seen it all. She knows

Desire
Heartbreak
Loss and grief
The joy in knowing your children are happy
The anguish in knowing your children are unhappy
The frustration of juggling too many balls and not feeling like you’re doing anything well
Relief when medical test results come back negative
The pleasures of the flesh
The warm companionship of women friends who understand without words
The beauty of trees, the sky, and weeds in a vacant lot
The gift of time alone
How art in all its forms- dance, poetry, song, stories, painting- touches the heart
How to prepare a meal within 30 minutes
Unspoken messages
What it means to fiercely protect our own
The power of silence
How meaningless a lot of stuff is
Our own worth.

Dedicated to my mother- a wild woman at heart- and to all the amazing women in my life that I have the pleasure to know.

3 thoughts on “Musings of a Wild Woman

  1. Thanks for the thoughtful post. It was not what I expected when I read ‘wild women’ ! But happy to say I am one. And happier to have you as a treasured ‘woman friend’. N. xo.

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