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The Wild Woman Who Lived Downstairs

The Wild Woman Who Lived Downstairs
Me and my wooden doll who has an uncanny resemblance to the “Wild Woman” card from the Mystical Shaman Oracle deck.

Just the other day, a flash of remembrance flew across my mind.

I was pretty sure she was still there. But would she remember me? Down the stairs I flew to my studio, which has been vacant for most of the year.

She still stood exactly where I’d left her — off to the side of the large window that looks out over my rock garden. She hadn’t changed a bit, made of sturdy wood, colorful paints, soft feathers, and her feathered friends perched in her hair and hands.

I can’t recall exactly when, but it was well over ten years ago I made her. It was a mother-daughter outing spent with an artist who taught us the art of making these unique dolls.

Looking at my doll with the blue-green eyes and wild hair, named Eartha Azure, I wondered if she’d been a mirror to my subconscious that held the tale of what was to come.

I scooped her in my arms and happily marched her out to my writing cottage, its space full of light with windows that grace every side.

It was on my 55th birthday this past July during a practice session with a fellow Oracle School student that she pulled the “Wild Woman” card for me from the Mystical Shaman Oracle deck. I still recall how my hand flew to my heart. It hit home.

The card and the wooden doll a reflection of who I’ve worked diligently to become with a major leap I’d taken this year.

A year of going inward to embrace the parts of my inner child that needed to be acknowledged, heard, and healed. Hugging that little girl before I drifted off to sleep one night telling her I’d always be here for her. She was safe and I loved her.

It was then, that Wild Woman began to emerge little-by-little. She was bravely making herself known. She no longer wanted to live in the dark. She was ready to be seen.
She was ready to show others who she was becoming and who she had become—embracing all of who she is as she stepped into the light and claimed her space in the world, no longer afraid.

That Wild Woman is me, but my friend, it is also you. I know she lives within you and she is strong and beautiful. And I just wanted you to know.

ORACLE WISDOM TO PONDER

What is it we most need to know to embrace our Wild Woman?

XO,

Barb

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