Women Who Run With The Wolves

I was born wild. Bless my mother's heart for the attempt but no human hand can train me. As a young curious tomboy my spirit controlled the flesh. Somewhere past peak adolescence the tables turned. I wanted the control and let the junior brain reign supreme on possibilities. What I thought I knew was very little to nothing at all. 

Along the endless path of enlightenment you're more conscious to clues, characters and heavenly spirits along the way. One of many in my life is Robin Arzon who co-founded Undo-Ordinary with me back in 2013 and suggested I live for this book. 

I did. 

It is the location pin to my uncharted ways. Stories of women who walked to the beat of their ticking hearts. Not provoked by trend or fear. No, these women were wired to roam free. 

As a runner, entrepreneur and student of food, I continue to strengthen my spirit as much as my flesh. Performing from the inside out. Training from the inside out. Understanding that this body is a shell for a spirit that wants to run forever. 

 

"I hope you will go out and let stories, that is life, happen to you, and that you will work with these stories... water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom."

Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype