{women who rise}
let it be that our wilderness becomes less of a 'thing' and more of a being
that we start to love ourselves so fiercely, the ‘wild’ appears only to evaporate
into ultimate divinity
we are wild and we are one
we are wilding
but our wildness never left us, never gone
all we need to do is rise
in our essence, in our truth
in how we love ourselves
and how we share our love of self with the world
rising from our pitfalls
from the things that keep us stagnant and stuck
resting in our feminine energy, balancing the masculine urgency
this 'wilding' we all speak of
how do we want it to reveal itself?
on the daily
consistently
truthfully
lovingly
in integrity, with authenticity
we need not to ‘re-wild’ ourselves
but only to celebrate, commemorate where we’ve been
and who we are now
where we’re going
and what’s unfolding for the holding
what are we creating now?
women of the wild,
how do we want to rise?
— vanessa faria
