the wild inside : finding your fearless

Do you ever find yourself feeling alone in a crowded room? I mean, I’ll be the first to raise my hands with a shout of “Amen to THAT” because it happens to me quite a bit. And it’s always left me feeling like something’s wrong with me, that I don’t crave those scenarios. But maybe…

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let her show : dressing your wild woman

My answer came to me at the Porter Flea Market in Nashville a few weeks ago. I’d recently purchased a squash blossom necklace on Etsy, and decided if there was ever a place to wear it, this place might be a good start. As I walked around and browsed through the vendors, I was inundated…

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namaste, wild women

A couple of years ago, I came across this 27-year-old book written by Clarissa Pinkola Estes: Women Who Run With the Wolves. I think it came “recommended” by Emma Watson, who is also a strong proponent for pubic hair oil and other feminist ideologies. I was intrigued, so I found a copy at Half Price…

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walking alone

Today, I went on a hike by myself. And I realized something: that typically, whenever I do this, I’m depending on someone else to help me find the way. Whether I’m walking with a group, or following a dependable paved trail, someone is aiding me. Someone is making me feel safe so I don’t have…

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