The birds are back, or out, or whatever. I’m not really sure which but when they began to sing their songs, I realized the depth of the silence that winter had been for me. The world was around me was frozen solid but it felt like I’d been growing and changing, rooting deeply into the truth of who I am. Or so I thought but now all of this. Spring. Continue reading...
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This made me weep. It's so beautiful I wanted you to have a chance to weep, too.
Dearest Wild Ones, things are tender here. There are transitions going on in my personal life that I'm not yet ready to talk about, but it all leaves me short on inspiration to share with you here. I'm okay. I'll have more for you soon.
In the mean time, what I want most is to feel inspired and I'm writing to share something important with you. There are many Wild Ones among us who are in pursuit of a professional dream. Stevie Bryant is one of us and she wants more than anything to become a midwife. The school she wants to attend is offering a special right now that would allow her to attend for only $3000.
I believe that $3000 is a stupid reason to not live your dream.
I have nearly 1700 people on this page and while I know that Facebook won't ever allow this post to be seen by all of them, we EASILY have enough interaction here to support our sister in this venture.
Here is the link: http://www.gofundme.com/MidwiferySchool
The timeline is short. We need to act today. I've already donated $50. If you can do more, please do. If you can give $5, that is perfect. Please, do something.
I would love for this to be a thing that we do here. We'll see how it goes today.
In love and gratitude, Christy
P.S. Please share this post in your Wildflower-friendly world. This needs to happen.
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- The Unruly Woman2009 - present
What makes me an Unruly Woman? It’s the same as what makes you an Unruly Woman. You are unlike the others. You rebelagainst convention. You care more about doing what’s true than what society says you “should” be doing. You not only dance to the beat of your own drum, you probably built it with your own two hands.
The road you traveled to this moment was both heartbreaking and holy. You know that even mistakes and traumas masterfully crafted you into the woman you are today. Youlove with your entire being, even when it shatters you. You are creative, passionate, connected, and vibrant but when any of the sacred pieces of your soul remain unexpressed, you are not okay.
The ache to live your truth consumes you. I understand all of this because it’s my truth, too.
I love to dig in the dirt and hope to never stop feeling profound awe that actual food grows from the unidentifiable nubs I bury in the community garden each spring.
I am a priestess who seeks the divine in people, spaces, and experiences of every day life.
I am an artist. My partner and I co-create sacred art out of rusty metal and scrap wood we collect from the streets of Minneapolis. I love the earth and her people so deeply they take my breath away.
I am a storyteller who cultivates healing with my dance, my voice, and the written word.My family, my heart, my support . . .
I am a mother to two nearly grown humans. I am madly in love with a beautiful woman who is my equal in every way and who demands that I live my truth. I’m wild about the people I love and I strive to suck way less at staying connected to them.
- Middle Tennessee State University