Wild Words

Wielding our womanly swords

Photo by Ariana Prestes on Unsplash

Wild womanly writers. It’s time one and all to rise up to the call. It’s time, sisters, wild ones, daughters and mothers, old and young — to use our wild words for the sake of others.

Let’s cut to the heart of the matter and use our voices to raise the vibe of the collective consciousness to tell our tales our legends our trials, to speak the stories of the underdogs. The unwashed and unloved. Write about higher vision and values and morals, of compassion and pity. The path of the womanly warrior.

Write to unveil, reveal and seek the jewels of suffering. Tell your anecdotes of clawed victories and where you failed and what you gained. Speak of invisibility and the power of hiding. And the times you wore your red velvet cape in the darkness.

Your wild nights and wild daze.

Tell your womanly stories sisters and be brave about it — let not the shadow self block your light from shining — say what is on your mind and mean what you say.

Someone out there needs to know what you say.

Let’s use our wild words to influence the world at large and tilt her axis. Let us speak up about fairness and intuition and compassion and cut wrists, let us write the modern-day fairytales of hidden predators and agitated heroines, of the women too…