Why are we so afraid to be Wild Mystic Women?
Because the world fears wildness, mysticism and women.
And it has taught us to fear ourselves, too.
Over the past year or so I have done a lot of inner work to excavate, revive, heal, reclaim, integrate and rebirth my inner Wild Mystic Woman.
I have read countless books and articles on the Divine Feminine and feminist spirituality. Each lunar cycle I have carried out rituals of releasing and healing. I have hired energy healers and spiritual mentors to support me through reiki, Akashic records sessions, card readings, flower essences and healing my relationship with money. Hell, I even became an energy healer so I could do the work for myself!
I have worked with archetypes to help me access parts of myself I had forgotten. I have done an incredible amount of work on healing my mother wound and my relationship with my mother.
I have cried rivers of tears that fully acknowledge the grief, rage, shame and unworthiness I have carried around with me all my life.
I have told my unapologetic truths both to myself and to community. I have read and written poetry to help me honour my darkness and remember my light. I have worked with the cards everyday to help my tune into my own intuitive guidance. I have meditated my way back to presence.
I have prayed and prayed for my words and my work to be of service.
I have done my inner soulwork and my outer soul's work in devotion to the truth of my inner Wild Mystic Woman.
And yet I can still find myself crying on the bathroom floor.
Feeling misunderstood, feared and ashamed of being a Wild Mystic Woman in a world that misunderstands, fears and shames wild mystic women.