Don’t deny her. The Wild Feminine. She lives in the spaces where Intuition flows. She waits for her time. She rises when called. She is of service to the hunger that gnaw at our bellies…the cry of our wisdom.


In Her Power.

On her knees she is humbled, by her own weaknesses and strengths, by the need to ask for guidance and also to stand in her own wisdom.
On her knees she is in complete surrender to what is.
She allows for questions to flood her mind and for answers to speak to her from the silence.
On her knees she gathers courage and passion for continuing on her path.
Don’t underestimate a woman with her forehead bowed to the ground, with her Third Eye open, receptive, vulnerable, tears staining the sacred earth she lies upon.
Warrior, Teacher, Sister, Mother, Lover, Goddess.
She Rises. © monika carless

image: Wild Woman Sisterhood

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Tantra Wisdom.

Tantra teaches you how to listen to your own female body, reclaim your wild, primal nature, tap into the feminine powers of your confident sensual inner goddess, explore sexual freedom with integrity & heart, bring sacred sexuality into your relationship, restore personal boundaries, confront past trauma, practice genuine self love, clear limiting illusions, uncover your soul purpose. ~ Dakini Bliss

*artist unknown

One Step at a Time…She Rose.


She was nice.
Very, very nice.

She tried with all her being not to rock the boat, to make peace, to delete her needs and wants for the sake of her family, her partner, her friends.
But at night she would grind her teeth, and toss and turn, and nurse an ache in her heart to be wild and be free. She longed for expression.

She wanted to scream – I Am HERE!
See me!
Hear me!
I am tired. So tired that sleep cannot heal me!

But nobody could hear her, or see her, because she had been wrapped in a veil of polite servitude, and under that veil, she was invisible.

What if she took off that veil? What would happen? Would everything and everyone suddenly collapse around her?

Deep down she knew that it wouldn’t. Deep down she knew the questions she must ask herself.

“Why am I so afraid of what others will say about me if I get off this crazy merry-go-round? Will they say I’m selfish? Who will I be if I am not this? Why are women taught to be ‘nice’? Do I love myself enough to focus on me?”

She did not have all the answers, but she did know that she had nothing left, and the greatest thing she would lose was her faith in herself. Because when she looked in the mirror, she didn’t recognize the empty-eyed woman staring back at her.

And so, she leapt.

She leapt into the unknown, into the ‘what if’.

And there was a stillness. In her heart and in her soul. She took a breath. She was alive. She took a step. She was free.

She began to fly.

Art – LA Street Art/artist unknown

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Return to Yourself

That is the sweet-spot of existence – to return to oneself.

Our whole lives are an influx of influences, learnings, many steps of absorbing what and who is around us.
We soak up like sponges and sometimes lose perspective of our authenticity.

But one day, we open to our own knowingness.

And then, grounded in our North Star, that voice which whispers soul secrets and life purpose, we set out with wobbly legs but a confident heart…on the journey that has always been ours.

We breathe. We exhale. We know…I Am.

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Featured on My Tiny Secrets – ‘Choose A Man Who Serves Your Soul’.

I’m so very honored to be featured on the My Tiny Secrets web-site! ‘Choose A Man Who Serves Your Soul’ – a beautiful new version of the one originally published on elephant journal, with the artwork of Android Jones

“We women haven’t been taught to choose a man who will serve our soul. We’ve been taught, instead, to choose men who will save us: from poverty, from our loneliness, from being single, from a society that values marriage over sacred intimacy.

But now things have changed, we have changed them, and we can courageously describe that desire within our soul: We want a partner who is conscious of his own sacredness. We want a lover who can vulnerably share himself with us.

Wise woman, wild woman, ancient muse of artists and poets, you crave a partner who can discern your siren call.

You’ve been the shadow that’s slipped past him on moonlit walks when he’s been searching his heart. He’s reached out to grasp you, but the time was never right.

Like a wisp of wind, you’ve eluded him on his journey toward enlightenment.

While you’ve been soaking your bones in mystery and reading sacred texts, he’s been feeding his mind with poetry and prose.

Perhaps he wasn’t ready, perhaps you weren’t either.

You are awoken in a way that no longer draws an ordinary man. You need a man whose strength is not only in his hands. You need a man whose character makes your heart pound and your body lose control.

Wild woman, spiritual seeker, choose a man who’ll feed your soul.

You know your sacred man exists because you’ve seen him in your cards:

  • He’s elusive, but he’s real. He’s a challenge because he’s unafraid to speak his mind. He’s a man who knows his path.
  • He’s the kind of man who will drink your essence but who won’t worship you, because he knows how real you need to be.
  • He’ll admire your fire, he’ll melt at your touch; he’ll enter your soul through your eyes.
  • He’ll understand your independence, the many times you’ll leave his side. He’ll follow if you ask him but keep his dreams his own. He’ll tie you down only when you ask for it, and then, he’ll do it well.

When you find a man who feeds your soul, you find a man who can feed your body as well.

The rest here…

MyTiny Secrets – Choose A Man Who Serves Your Soul