So often I’ve been shamed for my anger.
Yes I am a woman and yes I get angry and it would deeply concern me if you were not given the current state of this world.
The power of anger is immense and I have personally chosen to partner with it as an ally, my rage has incredible transformative power and I am not afraid to wield it through my words or through my berth.
There has been a strategic attack on our wild selves, on our feminine anger so much so that we have no role models. Only women in white gowns, only tales of witches being burnt alive, only google images of pretty women with make up on when you search for angry women, warrior women, wild women.
The World is in desperate need of Angry Women.
Women whose rage is so strong it cannot be contained any longer.
Women who refuse to hold their tongues, tied politely in their tidy mouths.
Women who are ready to march together, thighs spread wide, breasts forward & chins held high.
Chanting guttural war cries from the depths of their beast selves,
Spit flying off jowls like wild creatures.
Eyes shining with the force of ferociousness.
Women who are ready to put it all on the line
and roar “ENOUGH”
No more suffering will be done in my name
No more children will die because of my lack of understanding
No more wars will be fought on my soil
No more death will be borne through my womb
NO MORE! NO MORE! NO MORE!
The World is in desperate need of Enraged Women
Women who have married themselves to Truth
Women who aren't afraid to Speak Up
Women that are in a committed relationship with consciousness
Women who are on their hands and knees doing the work to scrub away their conditioning
The angry woman has been medicated, sedated, incarcerated,
She has been suppressed, digressed, told she was messed up, stressed out,
Causing a fuss, making a scene, hurting others precious “feelings”
She has been made to feel that her power is irrational, it is questionable, it is unsociable and unstable behaviour.
Because a womans rage is the most threatening force this planet will ever behold.
It builds up like magma until the volcanic eruption drowns everything in its wake, she will burn you alive, she will rip out the roots of this cancerous society with her bare hands, she will crack open this earth with the pounding of her heart, tear down corporations with the force of her exhale, she will leave no one unscathed.
Her power is limitless and our humanly vessels are rippling at the seams to let her out
The strength of her power deeply disturbs our domesticated selves, we shh her and shame her and shove her back into the cobwebbed attics of our minds.
Her power must be directed by consciousness otherwise it is merely a dangerous destructive force without following any constructive course, it will destroy her by dis-ease, by mental decline, it will seep out and hurt those closest to her, it will destroy life as well as death.
Her anger, her frustration, her bitterness, must be channeled forth by her creative consciousness and unleashed into the world with intention but still with its raw brute force.
We will be the ones to see her unleashed.
She is being resurrected.
Mark my words she is here
She Has Come
and no one will be safe from the transformation that she brings.
Alana Louise May
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