As I continue to read Dr. Clarissa Pinkola ‘ book, I am struck with a deep sense of the need for us as women to help one another to heal.
As she writes of the Wild Woman nature, she says: “…(it) is not a religion but a practice. It is a psychology in its truest sense…a knowing of the soul…Without her, women are without ears to hear her soultalk or to register the chiming of their own inner rhythms. Without her, women’s inner eyes are closed by some shadowy hand, and large parts of their days are spent in a semi-paralyzing ennui or else wishful thinking. Without her, women lose the sureness of their soulfooting. Without her, they forget why they’re here, they hold on when they would best hold out. Without her they take too much or too little or nothing at all. Without her they are silent when they are in fact on fire.”
People come into living their authenticity through the struggles faced in life. By being courageous enough to tell the stories–your stories, my stories–to those willing to listen, we are able to learn to be brave.
It is also becoming clearer to me that, as we have allowed others (sick-minded people?) to define our behavior as acceptable or unacceptable, we have forgotten the original stories of those who have come long before us. We seem to accept only those stories that have been heaped onto us by people in our lifetimes.
I continue to want to hear and tell those stories that are the deepest in the soul. The stories that have not been told, because the very tellers have been quieted.
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