perhaps the greatest modern tragedy is the loss of our wild selves.
we have been severed from our natural state
our core essence
which is the extension of our sexuality
we are nations of wandering, un-mothered women who have lost our innate and sacred connection with the wild.
we have forgotten how to wield our power
so it inevitably turns inwards
directed by shadows, shame, low self esteem & fear.
our powerful energy
our own worst enemy.
instead of ancient wisdom being handed down through stories and taught by example
we have hereditary unconsciousness & trauma
and are left vulnerable to the conditioning of the media & consumer industry.
we have brainwashed our powerful women
Our great mothers
from their medicine breasts we used to suckle the wisdom of life
Our witches that held the earths secrets of dark and light
the mysterious gift bringers of magic and manifestation.
The priestesses of the sacred arts
embodying the force of sexuality as a tool for transcendence.
we need them now - and they ARE rising
stepping up from dark lagoons
draped in sea vines.
night time and dirt.
breaking through cracks in the sidewalk
and over ripe fruit.
she is returning.
we are remembering.
who we are
who we were
and who we came to be.
with knowledge comes responsibility.
we have to take our evolution and healing into our own hands
tend to our wounds gently
pour out the poison
and leave the blame behind.
.. and reclaim ourselves as both holy and wild.
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