Did we forget that a woman could be sentenced a few years ago for creating potions from the medicinal plants surrounding her?
For helping another woman give birth? For joining groups? For breaking with the canons of beauty,
For being strong, different, sexual?
Isn't it crazy that a woman who knew her body, her mind, and her heart; was considered evil?
It is time to transmute these ancestral memories that prevent a woman from expressing her nature.
It's time to let the mutilated tongue grow,
invite the wolves, and dance under the full moon's light.
It's time to embrace the strength of her heart,
The infinity of her womb,
The fire in your bowels
and the vastness of her wisdom.
