Honoring the Wild Women

🌀🌹💜✨ To All Women 🌀🌹💜✨ ,
This is for the wild women who run with wolves, women of the circle of stones, women who still search for the moon every night, and those who listen to the silence of nature.
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For those women who share stories of wisdom, stories of the heart, and stories of spirit... as an extension of the whole with no beginning and no end. For these women I write.
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Wild Women, we are. We howl to the moon and we dance to the open sky. Come little one, come to us to the ancient wisdom.
Great Spirit whispers on the last breath of the day, and we listen.
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When we forget, the Great Mother embraces us with the warmth of the sun and fire. When we feel alone and afraid, Grandmother Water takes us to the teachings of the river into the vastness of the ocean. And when we worry, she reminds us that nature always accomplishes with patience. And when we become impatient, she takes us back to the wisdom of the ancient ones, the trees.
She taught us to release anxiety in the unknown, as we found the beauty in a star lighted sky,
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Wild Women we are and so we howl to the moon and dance to the open sky. We find balance within ourselves and the Earth. We are the elements and we hold the wisdom in our heart and spirit. We are free and in her arms we return to freedom again and again.