Queen of Wands and the Wild Woman Archetype
I've only met two queens. The ever-so-lovely Queen of Pentacles who I quickly deemed as myself, and the fierce Queen of Wands. I've met them each a few times in my journey and I believe it means something that I keep meeting them and never the other two queens-- yet. I feel as though I know them because they are me. The Queen of Pentacles archetype is that of the Queen Mother as described in Jungian thinking. A role that has resonated with me for my entire life and only grows deeper. So when I met her, I recognized her and welcomed myself to her/our throne.
When I met the Queen of Wands I was defensive. Who is this woman and why does she think she has something to teach me? I know what I want and I don't want to be her. I'm feminine, graceful, the birds sing to me, like Mary Poppins. I am neither fast nor slow but just in step with nature. I go with the flow of things. I nurture. I love. I take care of business simply by being and believing in myself and the magic of my life. But the Queen of Wands kept coming to me saying:
"Yes, you are ever-so-lovely, darling but this is not all of you. You couldn't have really thought that was all of who you are, could you? You are me, too, and believe me you want to be me. I'm not so intimidating once you get to know me. I am WILD WOMAN. I am the fire that burns big in some and small in others but if you feed me, I will roar. I am Leo. I am regal. I am extremely sexy. I ask for what I want loud and clear. And I WANT. I am want-y and I don't care who knows it."
Wow. I feel blessed to meet you Queen of Wands. Thank you for coming to me again and having patience for me to listen. Two days after you came, I went to a Wild Women event at the yoga studio where I interned and danced with my sisters, my grandmothers, my kindred wild women. And we danced and howled at the day old full moon, our bodies low to the ground like tribal women and there you were again. I am remembering you and it feels so good I cry. I AM FREE. I am WILD WOMAN. And here are some things I need to say:
I am a Wild Woman and I will write poetry and I will write poetry when I feel like it. Poems come to me when they're good and ready. I am not a poem machine. I will be strong and confident in all that I am. I am amazing. I can't believe I am just now realizing this but I am amazing. That I have overcome so much in this still so young life, that I am where I am, knowing what I know, that I maintain this beautiful perspective of life, that I stay true to myself and support myself. That I know when to walk away. That I can love so deeply, even the people who have hurt me. Wow. I'm so happy to be me. I am Wild Woman and I honor myself. I am made up of this mysterious energy that everything is made up of and I am grateful. And at the same time, I am me and I give myself great credit because yes, I have been given an amazing gift.. But look at what I'm doing with it. Look.
When I met the Queen of Wands I was defensive. Who is this woman and why does she think she has something to teach me? I know what I want and I don't want to be her. I'm feminine, graceful, the birds sing to me, like Mary Poppins. I am neither fast nor slow but just in step with nature. I go with the flow of things. I nurture. I love. I take care of business simply by being and believing in myself and the magic of my life. But the Queen of Wands kept coming to me saying:
"Yes, you are ever-so-lovely, darling but this is not all of you. You couldn't have really thought that was all of who you are, could you? You are me, too, and believe me you want to be me. I'm not so intimidating once you get to know me. I am WILD WOMAN. I am the fire that burns big in some and small in others but if you feed me, I will roar. I am Leo. I am regal. I am extremely sexy. I ask for what I want loud and clear. And I WANT. I am want-y and I don't care who knows it."
Wow. I feel blessed to meet you Queen of Wands. Thank you for coming to me again and having patience for me to listen. Two days after you came, I went to a Wild Women event at the yoga studio where I interned and danced with my sisters, my grandmothers, my kindred wild women. And we danced and howled at the day old full moon, our bodies low to the ground like tribal women and there you were again. I am remembering you and it feels so good I cry. I AM FREE. I am WILD WOMAN. And here are some things I need to say:
I am a Wild Woman and I will write poetry and I will write poetry when I feel like it. Poems come to me when they're good and ready. I am not a poem machine. I will be strong and confident in all that I am. I am amazing. I can't believe I am just now realizing this but I am amazing. That I have overcome so much in this still so young life, that I am where I am, knowing what I know, that I maintain this beautiful perspective of life, that I stay true to myself and support myself. That I know when to walk away. That I can love so deeply, even the people who have hurt me. Wow. I'm so happy to be me. I am Wild Woman and I honor myself. I am made up of this mysterious energy that everything is made up of and I am grateful. And at the same time, I am me and I give myself great credit because yes, I have been given an amazing gift.. But look at what I'm doing with it. Look.
2012 - With my beautiful young wild cousin, Tarah. Before I knew I was a Wild Woman.
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