It’s been quite a week.

If you’ve been online at all, you’ve witnessed the tsunami of Me Too’s flooding your social media feed.

Face to face with what we already Know to be True and also bellied up to the Darkness of our Feminine Predicament.

So many feelings to be felt, trauma to be processed, questions to be asked.

And of course, Me Too.

That time at church camp with the molesty camp counselor.

The time in 6th grade when I was standing as catcher in gym class and the male gym teacher and boys on the other team were standing behind me and someone grabbed my ass. I turned around to find ALL of them laughing. Including the teacher. Humiliated and captive with everyone in on the joke but me.

Again in 8th grade when I was cornered, alone in the school by the two brothers who were stars of the football team. Them aggressively chasing me and eventually pinning me up against the bleachers as they started to pull my shirt up. [Finally] saved by someone opening the hallway door so I could make my escape.

The supervisor at my college temp job. Me standing [again captive] on the production line while he made excuses to touch my legs and back all day long. Capping it off just before the whistle blew by abruptly licking the entire length of my arm. My friend and I running to the bathroom and scrubbing my arm while trying to figure out what to do. Who to tell. It was the highest paying job in the area and we were temp help on the weekend. There was no one around to intervene and we needed the money, so I never reported it.

And on and on and on and on…

Even without you saying so, I Know that it’s You Too.

It is All of Us.

No one escapes patriarchy unscathed.

Not even the men.

Not even the perpetrators.

This cancer is a malignancy that has festered for eons and its reach is far and wide.

It is daunting to find an entry point for unraveling it.

In our rage and dismay we may find ourselves turning on our fellow sisters for their over or under reporting.

Shaming and blaming our lovers and brother for their silence or complicity.

Tuning out or turning off because we simply lack the capacity to Be With this amount of Suffering.

On Wild Soul Medicine Radio this week, we will offer Holistic Chemotherapy to the malignancy that is upon Us.

Highlights to listen for:
(08:50) This Feminine Predicament
(10:30) The Vulnerability of Today’s Girls
(15:50) #MeToo… but I’m not a victim
(32:40) “When we believe men are separate from us… we aren’t available for OUR full healing.”
(41:40) The Men saying #MeToo
(48:00) She can’t be put back in the box
(51:50) Patriarchy’s Chemotherapy

POTENT DOSE:


Shining the light of Inclusive Awareness, we will attempt to find a way to invite it All In.

Me Too.

Our clues for Inclusion are in the very name.

Me too, silent masculine.
Me too, perpetrator parts that don’t know how to take responsibility.
Me too, parts of myself that withheld validation of my experience.
Me too, victims.
Me too, numbness.
Me too, rage.
Me too.

I hope you will make time to join us this week as we stand together sorting through the immensity of this emerging layer.

I will meet you there.

Arms wide, heart open.

Me too.