Strong wild women can endure great hardships and difficulty ~ brutally forging their characters through life’s harsh lessons, responsibility and tragedies. These are some ramblings of a wild woman in the making.
Often it’s the strong wild women who will be the ones appointed to break generations of inherited trauma ~ to liberate the future by facing the past through the present ~ and stopping the perpetuated cycles of pain through ignorance. To resolve what she has bequeathed by remembering the struggles and challenges of her ancestors. Events in life will make this realisation inescapable for those brave enough to face these patterns. She could go to the ends of the earth and the trauma will follow her ~ attracting circumstances and situations ~ forcing the wild women to see the repeating tessellations of her experience by slapping her in the face until she confronts it.
The strong wild woman doesn’t allow her pain and circumstance to turn her into a victim ~ nor does she allow herself to be consumed entirely by the grief, sadness or loss that has violated her so deeply. This process only ushers her to surrender to the process of reflection, realisation and awareness by watching the narrative unfold ~ owning her Karma ~ letting go of control ~ like free-falling from an epic height ~ with no safety net ~ no security ~ trusting ~ trusting ~ trusting the Divine to lead her back to the light and safely home.
The power of the wild woman is neither to return or arrive without scars. Emancipation comes from continuing to rejoice in the wonders and magic of life that surrounds her. Not to succumb to the hate and resentment which tries to burrow its way into her heart from the unjust and unfair. Not to allow the bitterness and fear to impose monotony and monochrome - because the delights of technicolour are her birthright.
The wild woman honours and shares her sacred stories to help benefit others ~ with honesty and humility ~ reflecting with clarity and courage on the struggles of being a woman in this epoch. Where patriarchy has left its brutal mark and continues to do so ~ in less atrocious ways perhaps than those of our ancestors ~ but it still continues to rampage ~ vast and devastating. Some women are in such a perilous position that they condone patriarchal oppression ~ even in the face of truth ~ by turning away and refusing to acknowledge injustices. By not wanting to rock the boat they indirectly align themselves with the persecution and violence, through their own fear and silence.
Thankfully nowadays the modern wild woman is rarely burnt or drowned for not conforming ~ by choosing a different path for herself. But fundamentally wise wild women are deeply distrusted by society ~ and they always have been.
Sixteen years ago I left my life in London to come to an indigenous tribal oasis in the Sahara Desert ~ to follow my dreams of living life close to the earth with more meaning and purpose. And now I’m visited by amazing wild women from all over the world ~ to share in solidarity ~ what it means to be free.
Not to be found in a location or life choice ~ freedom is confronting and accepting your journey ~ living with truth and integrity ~ facing the pain and trauma that we carry and that of those who walked before us ~ and transmutating it. Like the ancient alchemists of the past ~ from base metal into gold. To allow the divine feminine to benefit and serve the world and to liberate future generations in the process. To find the compassion and love and anchor it in her heart. To transform her suffering into knowledge and wisdom for the betterment of all.
I write this for all the women who do not yet know they are wild women and what destiny has in store for them. Who will face the persecution and abuse ~ as I have. The women whose very existence is a threat to the system we live in. The women who will be brought to their knees by not bowing down and conforming. The women who stand in their truth despite losing everything. May they find the guidance they need to steer themselves back to the light, the strength to heal their wounds and the courage and humility to trust the process that forges them into the amazingly strong wild women that they are.