TRIGGER WARNING! WILD WOMBED WOMEN ABOUT! 

Women rarely allow themselves to be who they really are, there is always a persona, a face, a mask that has to be put on to appear better than we are. We rarely let the wild banshee be seen ( except when she Is projecting herself on our partner – Eeek!) There’s a wildness in all women that is desperately trying to unleash itself. A barefoot, unshaven, growling, feral, wild, wild woman. 

She has to come out at some point or she explodes out of the unconscious at times when that good girl,  nice perfect woman act gets too darn tight in conditions that literally squeeze her out of us. 

F**K YOU , F**K ME, F**K IT ALL! 

Off she pops into a spiral of spitting out all she held back and exploding, exploding all over everywhere, anyone that happens to be in her way that day. The explosion is violent and damaging and there’s a mess to clean up after it. 

She is held gagged and bound in your need to appear perfect 

Behaving yourself 

Conforming 

Living in the prison of others' opinions 

Criticizing yourself 

Upholding societal appearances ( botox, teeth whitening, plastic surgery) 

The latest fads ( ice baths, keto diets, weight training, cacao ceremonies! ) 

Having to be ambitious 

Holding back your opinions/beliefs 

Hiding what you are really going through 

Repressing LONGINGS, DREAMS DESIRE 

Not acknowledging/ hiding your WOUNDS 

Hiding/ not acknowledging your SHADOW 

Repressing your SEX 

Withholding your essence, self-expression, creativity 

Pretending to be something you are not 

Putting on a show, performance, brave face, or idealistic front 

NOT LIVING THE LIFE YOU WANT TO LIVE? 

NOT OWNING WHO YOU REALLY ARE!

We all can admit to many of these. Feel the tightness in your body right now? How much you deny her, hold her in. That’s just exhausting! 

What if we allowed her out instead of waiting for her to explode? What if we named her inside of us?  Acknowledged she took space in our womb and wanted expression. What if we dressed as her some days, did what she wanted, said what she wanted just for a day in some wild corner of the world, where she could just be? What if we gathered with other wild women and celebrated our realness, our rawness, the wildness that lives in our wombs? 

 

Well, I’m opening such a space.  WILD WOMBED WOMEN 

Join me in this space for just 5Euros ( Just as a symbolic energetic exchange ) 

We meet weekly on Thursdays at 11 am (Paris time) starting 18th May 2023 

 

Join here