A crisis in rewilding..Those who work in the shallows versus the blood and the guts of the dark shadowed womb.

The more I think of this the more it disturbs me. I can't do woman space lite. Metaphorically speaking I have been burnt at too many bloody stakes, and undergone too many inquisitions to be shut down and censored now. It betrays all who went before and who will come aft.There is power in the blood.It is divine and it is to be honored. So speaks the Goddess, not from broken fragile bleeding; but as one half the dynamic force of God. Are we wild or are we not?  MB