For women who have been through something that changed everything — and are now ready to start building what comes next, but can't quite make themselves begin. Wild Rose Path is a place for finding your footing after a life transition — the self-doubt, the fear of being seen, the isolation of being mid-between, and the slow work of starting anyway. Through seasonal rhythm, plant wisdom, and the company of other women doing the same. If you're standing at the edge of something new, not quite ready but almost — you're in the right place.
When Anger Carries Information
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Hey Reader, I’ve been working on the audio recordings for Threshold Crossing this week — a 7-day journey where we orient ourselves in the darkness of the liminal space, acknowledge the end of the old cycle, and then begin to sense the possibilities of what may come next. It means I’ve been spending a good chunk of time in 'transmission mode'. My Scorpio Rising is having a field day. That said, I do have to watch the temptation to use that mode to bypass the realities of day-to-day human life and float off into the otherworld instead... I'm currently riding a fairly sizeable Nostalgia Wave too. I’ve fallen back into some of the music I used to listen to — particularly Type O Negative (now I’ve heard Love You To Death, there’s no going back) and VAST... oh I loved VAST so much, but really the first 3 albums. Slowly, my voice has been coming back online after being repressed pretty much most of my life, and oh, the anger often shoots out with it. When you've kept a lid on anger for years (as many women are kinda taught or encouraged to do), it can actually scare the shit out of you when it comes out full force. I would say I don't stuff my anger down, but its still coming thick and fast. Perhaps it's simply layer after layer of small irritations, minor annoyances that accumulate every so often in rupture. Perhaps the more I work with ancestral lines, become more sensitive to the energy of the collective, the more there is that wants to move through us — wherever it can. My Anger often feels as wild, untamed as the wind that whips these fells. She's a force I cannot control, but that I learn to channel. Still learning. She comes out in my voice with a strength I cannot match in the everyday speech led by my mind. She's often intimately entwined with Grief. During my Circle Facilitator training last week, we had a call with anger as the theme, and the comment 'anger is energy & information' stuck with me. I tried connecting in with that energy this morning, because what I've noticed in myself is there will be a tidal wave of anger/rage, swiftly followed by my system feeling utterly fried and then feeling exhausted/depressed and wanting to just sleep. So all that collective anger, historical anger, generations of repressed anger, anger of injustice, anger at what we've lost, anger at why things turned out the way they have...is all energy, and energy needs to be used. To move. This morning I used mine in walking. And as I 'spent' that energy I felt this massive ball of shame become uncovered. Oof. And what did the shame want? Not judgement. Not criticism. Just compassion. Love. That, it seems, is the next threshold I’m learning how to cross. From the path, Sarah |
Wild Rose Path
For women who have been through something that changed everything — and are now ready to start building what comes next, but can't quite make themselves begin. Wild Rose Path is a place for finding your footing after a life transition — the self-doubt, the fear of being seen, the isolation of being mid-between, and the slow work of starting anyway. Through seasonal rhythm, plant wisdom, and the company of other women doing the same. If you're standing at the edge of something new, not quite ready but almost — you're in the right place.