A Wild Woman

A woman who faces all the horrors in her heart... Eye to eye...cheek to cheek... Is the wildest soul of all

Not too long ago…
She resembled a piece from a broken bangle…
But today…
She’s come back home within her heart.
And today, she rises…full, radiant, luminous.
She was never crazy.
She just didn’t let her heart settle in a cage.
She is wild within…fearless…fierce…
For she faced all the horrors in her heart…
Eye to eye…cheek to cheek…
And she was always willing to burn for everything she ever loved.
We love…we burn…time and again…
And each time we take our last breath into something or someone we love…
We give ourselves the gift of new life.
We break…we bleed…
And slowly with the healing balm of time, we become whole again.
But it’s not easy…i know….
We need to die in order to be reborn.
And we die over and over again…
Until we find ourselves…
Until we run wild and free…
And then one fine day…we find someone just as wild as us to run with.
True, a wild woman is not a girl-friend…
A wild woman is not everyone’s cup of tea!
But for those who are authentic and true to their own self…those who have touched the wildness within their own being…a wild woman is much more than a double shot of tequila !
Cheers to all the wild women out there !!!

I love you all

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