Page 18 - Bliss Planet Magazine January 2018

Still Woman. Remember that when I say “wild,” I do not mean out of control;
rather, I refer to the freedom of both stillness and doing, a sacred liberation that
was slowly taken from us when we were young. The wild is your human way of
relating to the life-force that is beyond human but wholly natural.

Little girls are kept wild when their caregivers affirm their right, and affirm it
often, to be of the world. A good deal of preparation for the battle of adolescence
is necessary in order for children of all genders to psychologically survive the
woundings that will inevitably occur. Particularly for those who do not neatly
match our culture’s presented image of normalcy, the survival skills required are
immense, with the suppression of the wild a common response to the threat of
abandonment. During adolescence, we fear looking or acting out of alignment
with what our peers have deemed acceptable. We conform in order to belong, in
order to keep from being left behind, with every act of perceived
rejection driving the wild self deeper into the shadows of our
psyche.

It is beyond terrifying, I know, to crack wide open the shell that
has been layered so thickly around us by so many years of
snickers, eye rolls, turned backs, insults, and punishments. Hear
me when I tell you that you are not who they say you are, and the
greatest gift you can give to the global community is to be fiercely
authentic. Unlearn the mechanisms of control that keep you
believing that you must keep going no matter how loud your heart-
voice is screaming for rest. Reclaim your wild rhythm, and awaken your Witch
consciousness; she is sleeping, small body curled with the petrification that
comes of allowing ourselves only small movements these past years. Wake her
now. Wake her up, and let her show you the way home.

I see you now, my Sister-Witch, ear pressed against the door, hearing the call of
your wild nature like a gut-born drumbeat. The ping-pat of raindrops, the mother
wolf’s howl, the songs of birds you cannot name: All these things have been
nested in your soul since you were a young girl. Remember now. Remember the
nourishment of nature-aligned rhythm, and insert that ancient, rusted key into
the lock. Remember the electric buzz you felt in your heart when gazing upward
at the maternal full moon. Turn the key, letting it groan like the ancient iron it is.
Hear the sound of your inner Witch waking up with a soft, sultry yawn bellowed
from beneath your ribs. Embodying the rhythms of this strong Earth is your first
act of liberation, and it is the most fundamental, central pillar of wild woman
spirituality. Once you have acknowledged the organic power of the world around
you as kith and kin to that which lies within you, once that is done, there will be
no turning back.

Excerpted from the book Woman Most Wild: Three Keys to Liberating the Witch Within.
Copyright ©2017 by Danielle Dulsky. Printed with permission from New World Library —
www.newworldlibrary.com.

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