“I am a woman with thoughts and questions and shit to say. I say if I'm beautiful. I say if I'm strong. You will not determine my story — I will. I will speak and share and fuck and love, and I will never apologize to the frightened millions who resent that they never had it in them to do it. I stand here and I am amazing, for you. Not because of you. I am not who I sleep with. I am not my weight. I am not my mother. I am myself.”—Amy Schumer
Each woman has a fierceness within. That ferocity may not be immediately apparent, but it is there all the same—an intensity, a steady protectiveness of who she is and what she stands for.
Women who have decided to live wildly and wholly for themselves purposefully channel that fierceness to reshape for the better.
Perhaps at some time or another, you have been rageful, sexually deviant, growling with volume and savage need.
Perhaps, too, you've felt shame for those feelings, as if anger makes you appear incapable of affection, as if sexual expression erases your softness and your sense of purity and wonder.
None of you is bad. None of you needs to be hidden.
There is nothing that is actually wrong about being a woman with a voice, with unabashed expression, no matter what you have been taught to believe.
Anger is not an inherently "bad" emotion.
Outrage can be directed at forces that we believe to be harmful to ourselves and this world. Without it, not much change would happen.
Empowerment is about teaching yourself how to temper your rage, how to use it wisely on behalf of a cause.
We know the futility of petulant stomping and pleading. When caught up in an emotional upsurge, teach yourself to pause. Learn to breathe deeply and direct your stream of words where they will be of most benefit.
This emotional resilience is the intersection of both your instincts and your deep knowing, desire for resolution.
Teaching yourself to catch your emotional propulsion mid-stream and redirect it is repeated practice.
But use your voice with intention and you have the capacity to rally your community to your side, to end injustices before you and grow the new life in its place.
With the life-bearing sweetness of being a woman invested with her whole heart, so too comes the bitter darkness of death.
Stepping into your own power is coming to terms with the knowledge that you can both renew and kill.
The bitterness of an ending is not bad. It is part of the natural cycle of life, then death, then life again, all of which is in your power to affect.
You know when it is time for an end.
This is what the wilderness of your soul looks like: shaggy, overgrown, and you always have the power to rain down the water of of growth or suck it dry into lifeless drought.
Grow life, ease it into death, and then grow anew again.
Have the wild audacity to be who you really are.
A woman who cares, deeply. One who rages with indignation. Who expresses the outrageous side of her sexuality. Who swings her hips along with a soul shaking bass. Whose sexual appetite requires no apologies.
Who shows up as she is, unmuted,
Tend to the seedlings of green life and shrivel away the old parts that are ready to be gone.
Unleash your untamed, blazing, beautiful, ferocious self.
You are free, wild, and in control of your experience.
Be assertive about what feels right to you.
You are entirely free to do so.