Yesterday, while sitting amongst a circle of women, we were sharing age-old cellular wisdom that is beautiful but more than that felt so natural to us women (if that caught your attention I highly recommend Jewels Wingfield's workshops!). Once we connect with our whombs - yes, there is wisdom in this alien place! - we have a direct link to nature, everything natural and our mother, earth. Experiencing it felt unblievably good. Reconnected with sex, the cyclical, sisterhood, nature and simple wisdom, I opened up to my own inner voice. At one point I recognised that what drives me in life is not something that is tangible or clear. I am driven by my intuition, the feeling that there is something more, something else in me that wants to be explored and I give myself in to that.
There is no linear path, clear route I feel I can take through life. Instead I am driven by my senses. Rationally, choices stemming from this place might not apprear to make sense. Instead of looking for an explanation I immerse myself into the chaos of the deep waters, waters we know so well from our time in the whomb, to see where the current is taking me, what shore I might be washed up on. Once I am there it will slowly begin to make sense - the brain is usually the last to catch up! If we can find a connection again with this chaos, darkness, emotions and the wild, we women can reclaim our true power - to me that is the connection with the ultimate truth of nature, for it's gift is trust.
In spite of all the chaos and mess in my life, that used to make me question my sanity, I now trust the process, I trust life. It might not appear natural as we are used to straight lines, clear goals and tangible targets, but that is not how life operates. The challenge is to find love for oneself because it will help to trust one's inner guidance, trust that it is okay the way it is, messy or not.
I would have plenty more to say, about the need for women to connect, stop competing and start sharing as well as the important role of men in all of this. Instead I leave it at this today as I fancy some yoga and a hot bath whilst enjoying the rain knocking on the bathroom window.
So here a wonderful poem that captures the essence of women wonderfully and with those words I would like to say "Thank You" to all the beautiful women in my life!
Dear Woman ~
Woman,
You belong to the night.
You have blood on your thighs
and fuhrze in your hair.
You smell of loamy fertile soil.
Your breasts give life,
Your sex is a mystery school
leading to the holy of holies.
Turn your eyes inward,
use owls vision to see where you come from.
Slip beneath the surface,
and feel yourself become full.
Make a marriage to the moon.
Divorce the false gods of intellect and reason.
Find meaning in your dreams
and in the secrets of your body.
Follow no authority -
but your own true nature.
Make a sacred fire
and throw on it all that you would use to harm yourself.
Make kindling from shame.
Let your dance be wild,
your voice be honest
and your heart untame.
Be cyclical,
don't make sense..
Initiate yourself
Initiate yourself
By Aisha Wolfe
