A Woman is Never Just One Woman

A woman is never just one woman .. she is always two. Her dual nature is intrinsic, both soft and ferocious, domesticated and wild. 

To the logical mind, this doesn’t make sense. But to the instinct of the body and the heart, it is entirely truthful. 

The other day I posted a short clip from a book I am currently obsessed with because it so eloquently encapsulated this concept and we had a really interesting discussion on instagram.

The feminine craves the safety and stability of routine, finding a good partner, devoting herself to love and perhaps to build a family one day and become a mother.  But she also deeply yearns for the adventure life offers, for sex and passion and creativity and love that knows no bounds or boxes. To be f*cked into a sweet oblivion, to not think but feel, to move through her life with intuition and a surrendered heart. 

A clash of worlds it seems. 

And many of us believe it is an either or choice. 

Give up on the passion in your soul for the stability of routine or give up the safety of routine for the passion in your soul. 

It seems to me there is a fight within ourselves, a constant conflict of desires. 

The thing we have to understand is, your domesticated self needs your wild self (sexuality, instinct, intuition, expression, feeling), and your wild self needs your domesticated self. They are not separate from each other and nor should they be. At times, we might be the embodiment of one of the energies more than the other, life moves through cycles and we need to be aware of what is being asked of us. But to kill one side of yourself off is to actually suffocate the side you chose to keep. 

You need them both. You need your wild nature to know how healing and necessary stability, safety and commitment is. And you need stability and safety to go deeper into your wild nature. 

They forever move in a dance. 

Tell me, what has been your experience with this?