Events like this cause us all to cry, what is wrong with the world?
The wild woman in me
knowing she has reason to share
screams with agony to be unleashed.
Pacing, weeping, shrieking
from the depths of my soul
she cries out, now?
Now, will you unleash your truths?
Will you stand in your passion and compassion?
Will you unite with your sisters?
Will you demand to be heard once and for all?
Will you rise up and
give voice to an intelligence
rooted in such truth
it transcends the fallacies of lone logic?
As the giver of life will you now stand,
unapologetically, in defense of it?
Or, will you cave to your fears?
The fear of being misunderstood…
disliked… offensive… or, wrong.
Will you be docile with your words,
leaving room for everyone else to be right?
All the while diluting the potency of your message.
Will you allow your fear of being
too aggressive… too emotional…too naïve…
too angry… too political… too much…
to stifle what needs to be said?
Because, I beg of you she cries, time is short.
Humanity is dying for your rage and anger
channeled into compassionate action.
Do you hear her calling?
The pain, the tears, the anger, the sadness, the grief…
the ever-pervasive love…that’s her.
Pleading with your every cell to stand up and
give voice to your deepest truths.
Sisters and mothers of the world,
we are the givers of life…
we are the protectors of life…
we carry the torch of the feminine.
And, the feminine has been pushed aside for too long.
There comes a time when enough is enough.
This unrelenting stream of sadness screams the time is now.
No more tolerating the intolerable.
So, I call to you too.
I beg of you…Give voice to your inner wild woman!
But, for the love of life, give voice…
to your deepest truths!
The time is now for the feminine to rise.
Raging not in revenge, but in defense of all life on earth.
And, while our voices may shake
as we give voice to our inner wild woman
know her truth cannot be ignored.
Because our voices… rising together
from the great strength of love…
Is the only thing that will change the world.
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This work was inspired by a great loss that was unearthed the moment our world learned of the tragic massacre in Newtown, CT, as well as Clarissa Pinkola Estes’ book, Women Who Run With the Wolves.
May we remember and honor the lives lost, and may we hold those left behind in love’s healing light.