Ever since I started reading Women Who Run With the Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes, I have found the wild woman within me being stirred by nature more than ever. Where previously, at the time of a full moon, I have had a brief thought at howling at it and dismissed it, now the impulse is stronger, and even if I haven't given in to the impulse YET (don't want to scare the neighbours you see), I am listening more to that wildish nature.
Try it - get out in that full moon and just let her see you. Why? I have no idea...but for some wild womanly reason, I feel very connected to the universe this evening. I shall be falling asleep tonight again with the light of the moon on my face...and somehow that feels very right.
Love
Donna.x
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