Tonight I participated in my monthly reading group where we are going through the 1992 book, Women Who Run With the Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes.
What a great group! The members of our group are two women in their 30’s, a man in his 40’s, and another woman and myself in our 50’s. The discussion is insightful, full of passion, and deep honesty. It is an honor to be with such a group.
Like many, I have always said, “I am not an artist.” Yet, from the book we are reading, art is the way of connecting to our wild self - our “Wild Woman.” According to Estes each woman must search for her “river beneath the river.”
“She arrives there through deep meditation, dance, writing, painting, prayermaking, singing, drumming, active imagination, or any activity which requires an intense altered consciousness. She arrives there by deeply creative acts, through intentional solitude, and by practice of any of the arts.” page 31
We are all artists! I realize the importance of honoring that part of myself more and more each day. I realize how much I limit my own growth as a woman and as a human being when I deny this essential part of myself.
Where are you limiting yourself, your full potential, your wild woman? What can you do to bring that part of yourself to life? This holds true for both men and women - we deny our true self the freedom of experience when we deny our artistic self.
When we live without artistic expression we live in the desert of our souls.
