Wild Child


#perleswalkabout Walking thru the willow’s graceful branches early this morning, and suddenly I’m still that little girl, that wild child as described in Shekinah Leigh’s Honouring the Feminine.

“…I’m talking about the girls who become obsessed with horses, or wolves, or witches, and who knew themselves to be wild creatures like those. They vanish outdoors, hiding in trees, sticking their hands in the dirt, making potions from mud and sticks. They escape into complex worlds of their own imagining, shared between other little girls or solitary kingdoms.”

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