A woman unleashed is at her best, but how many of us have ever really been unleashed?
How many have let the wild thing inside roam free without holding back?
Most of us have unplugged from our power source, often voluntarily, and then we wonder why we’re anxious, riddled with neuroses, stuck in cycles of diagnoses.
There’s a wisdom embedded in our bodies, a deep, cellular knowing.
When we’re disconnected from Eros, that wisdom can’t rise up to guide us.
Without that connection to our own power, we default to others—maybe men, maybe women who have internalized men’s voices—and soon we feel foreign in our own skin, wrong in our own existence.
We’re living by someone else’s standards, and it’s no wonder we feel off; crazy even. We’re measuring ourselves by a system that was never meant for us.