It's approaching (hopefully) the end of another work-from-home period; therapy sessions have been suspended, I haven't been able to dine out with friends, and my level of lethargy has steadily risen the longer I lounge in my bedroom. It's all been unbearably soporific and I suppose I should make a point to at least walk outside or something.
I've been spending unhealthy amounts of time on youtube and on one rather productive evening, stumbled on something called Readwise -- which is basically an application that stores all my kindle highlights and notes and reproduces them into bite-size daily information for me to review. What an awesome treasure to find. I started rereading old notes and especially revisited this book, "Women Who Run With the Wolves". Which, I have to declare, is probably the most stunning and impactful nonfiction text I have ever read.
The time with Wild Woman is hard at first. To repair injured instinct, banish naivete, and over time to learn the deepest aspects of psyche and soul, to hold on to what we have learned, to not turn away, to speak out for what we stand for... all this takes a boundless and mystical endurance. When we come up out of the underworld after one of our undertakings there, we may appear unchanged outwardly, but inwardly we have reclaimed a vast and womanly wildness. On the surface we are still friendly, but beneath the skin, we are most definitely no longer tame.
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