“Somedays I´m more wolf than a woman and I´m still learning not to apologise for my wild” – Nikita Gill
As a woman in pursuit of freeing her wild, I have faced years of criticism and praise for my wild rebellion that has been the journey of coming home to myself. To be unapologetically wild and free.
Don´t get me wrong – it´s nice to be appreciated, yet so many of you struggle with negative criticism for stepping out from behind the normal mask to unleash your wild and live a passionate life. That some days you are more wolf than a woman, and you should never ever apologise for freeing your wild.
Let´s face it. How great would it be if we lived in a society where we all lived and let live?
Where individuality and free expression of oneself as a unique, creative wild being are celebrated?
There are too many wolves in sheeps’ clothing hiding behind the normal mask for this to happen just yet. One day, perhaps.
Let´s pray for the wild at heart still locked in their cages.
In the meantime, how do you stop feeling guilty for coming home to your wild?
Do you slip the mask back on and hide your inner wolf or do you stand tall and revel in your rise out of the ranks of normality?
In a nutshell – have you stopped apologising for your wild?
Recently, I was told “You’re not normal, Sam. You’re too wild.”
A doubled-edged comment.
On the one hand, they were absolutely right. I took it as a compliment. I am not normal and thank the goddess that I´m too wild.
I wanted to nod my head in agreement, but they intended their comment to be a criticism, even if it completely missed the mark.
You see, I don’t play the fake game anymore. I keep it real, my friends. I keep it wild. I stay true to myself, my beliefs and what makes me happy. I’m not here to fit in. I’m here to stand out. To be one of a kind. To shine. To defy every person who has ever told that I couldn’t be wild.
I have walked the long walk home to my wild self. I’ve earned my freedom and I intend to use it as I please.
I chose not to respond in this situation. Not to waste my time, but my question to the person who my wild ways upset is to ask yourself, why? Why are you so scared of the wild?
In turn, I no longer look for the good in people. I search for the real. I look for the wild of the wolf in every person I meet. And if their wild upsets me? I live in and let live, my friends because they are keeping it real.
So, never feel guilty for coming home to yourself. Live your wild rebellion. Revel in your freedom. Most importantly, never apologise for freeing your wild.
(c) Samantha Wilson 2019. All Rights Reserved.
