Perhaps now I’m the grand old age of fifty, in the wild wise woman phase of my life, you’ll permit me the indulgence of sharing some wisdom

(if you've not already read it, see HEALING THE WITCH WOUND - PART 1) As I stepped forward another woman also stepped forward and I offered her the space. I stepped back, thinking maybe I could slink back into the crowd, but as she finished all eyes turned to me... or at least it felt that way… as they knew I’d wanted to speak. I stepped into the space. My whole body was shaking, not with fear, with energy. What was I being called to? What would I say? I shared some of wh