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.
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.
In Woman Most Wild, author and proud witch Danielle Dulsky debunks the stories we have been indoctrinated with and reveals the true nature of witchcraft: an ancient spiritual path that rejects religious dogma in favor of female empowerment and a reverence for the Earth.
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…
These judgements are born from soul-denial, a rejection of our waxing and waning passions, desires, woundedness, and all other changeable aspects of our holy individuality.
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.
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.
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.
She realized no one would see her as Goddess until she saw herself as holy. No one would hold her as whole until she demanded they do so, and the Witch’s soul-retrieval is never complete; it is an enduring spiral dance…
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.
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.