Howl & Fiercely Affirm Your Right To Feel And Be Dramatic
Though we wild ones need to give ourselves some slack, allowing our bodies, psyches, and spirits to cycle as they will, we also need to take stock of our soulful progress every so often.
Author: Howl for Me Wolf-Woman
Howl For Me, Wolf-Woman! Sacred Work And The Pitfalls Of Co-Creation
How do I hold space when co-creating? (When) I find myself, every time I get into a collaboration with another person, that eventually, I will be triggered by them.
Howl For Me Wolf-Woman: The Soul Curriculum & The Inherited Mother-Wound
Our souls choose to incarnate to parents who will wound us in just the right way to support our journey; this is a bleak perspective, I know, and I absolutely do not believe life is all about being hurt, nor do I believe those who hurt us deserve…
Howl For Me, Wolf-Woman: The Wild Woman’s Body-Prayer For Rage Release
Deep bow to you for admitting your rage, for women frequently have their anger invalidated more than any other emotion. Feminine ire is holy hellfire, and you have a soul-deep right to feel your rage.
The Wild Woman’s Circle: Handcrafting Space For Sisterhood
The divine feminine is rising now. Right this minute, as our wounded world wails with the agony of labor, we must midwife the birth of the human community in which we want our children to live.
The Hand-Crafted 2017: Wild Resolutions Before The Quickening
Yes, New Year’s resolutions can certainly have negative implications, with many wild women far better at keeping promises to others than they are at keeping promises to themselves; this is not because of weak-will or an inability to commit but, rather, because they do not authentically value their promise.
Howl For Me, Wolf-Woman: The Dark Feminine And The Maiden’s Loss
The womb-wounds of women are often their most tightly gripped secrets, and, while you certainly do not owe your story to anyone, I have found that much healing comes from bringing our experiences out of the dark.
Winter Solstice & Yuletide Medicine For The Rootless Witch
These are the holy days of the Winter Witch, and we are effectively birthing a whole world into being; this weighted work demands we rest when we can, my sister.
Mothering The Wild & Becoming The Bad Daughter
We have all been orphaned by the loss of the Goddess, but it is those who are drawn to wild spirituality who have come to demand Her presence, rage against the machine of patriarchal religion, and howl mournfully like lost cubs who cannot find their den-mothers.
A Ritual For Betrayal — When You Have No Choice But To Become Someone New
Betrayal by those in our pack carves bloody chasms into our very identity. Betrayal changes the conditions of our relational world so completely and irrevocably that we ourselves have no choice but to become someone new.