I, Too, Am Wild - A Poem About Decolonizing Your Spirit by Being Fully Yourself
I, too, am wild
Inside, beneath a layer of
fur, teeth, and dirt streaks,
there is a woman that
wants to dance the fire,
whether for an hour
or a lifetime.
Outside, above the primal
soul that aches to
cry out in the bitter
frost of new fall's night,
there is a wolf that
howls the song of
passage.
I, too, am wild.
Perhaps you have not seen it
for you have been looking
elsewhere in the Shadows.
Bring the light a little
closer—find within the
glow of your flickering flame
that I too might breathe
the breath of life into your fire
and we shall roar at the heavens,
mighty in the wake of
all that is and
all that will be.
I am a woman. A she-wolf.
An untamed spirit that
digs deep into the earth,
surges up into the sky,
flows with the waters, and
crackles with fire
when an equal appears
at my side and
decides to stay.
— Safrianna Lughna
Years ago—2019 I believe—I wrote this poem about myself.
I was reckoning with my truth—the wildness I carry, the untamed spirit that not everyone understands or appreciates.
It was a truth that felt both liberating and extremely lonely—not every friend or potential partner would be able to handle my authenticity, my fullness, and my real fire.
But on the other side of that was the more powerful truth that when I do find my people—the ones who show up with their own sense of Self and decide to stick around and see what happens—we both become more vibrant.
We roar at the heavens together.
We breathe life into each other's fires.
When I opened my blog plan today and saw this poem sitting there, without context, as a placeholder for Day 28 of my Ultimate Blog Post share, I couldn’t help but giggle.
Synchronicities abound!
This morning, I taught twice. Once, with my friend Dr. Melissa Bird on on decolonizing your rituals. We explored how we must start by decolonizing our minds, and that the most radical thing we can do to decolonize in the world is to open our hearts. This poem is ultimately a poem about loving ourselves enough to stand in our truth and stepping away from the programming that says we need to be artificial humans that fit in boxes.
Then, I had a quick business meeting before getting on live again to teach my program, The Elements of Success.
Today’s topic? Sacred destruction and the Phoenix. All about the art of burning and our inner fire.
So to come in and see this poem sitting here waiting for me—a poem about fire and authenticity, being in our nature, and returning to our roots—I saw it as a beautiful sign.
Colonization taught us to dim ourselves. To fit into boxes. To perform spirituality (and life) for external validation instead of internal truth. To be "acceptable" instead of authentic.
Decolonization—true decolonization—means reclaiming the wild, untamed parts of yourself that you've been taught to hide.
When I wrote this poem, I didn't yet have the language for what I was doing. But now I know I was decolonizing myself.
I was refusing to perform palatability. I was claiming my wildness. I was saying: I will not hide these parts of myself for your comfort.
And of course, some people couldn't handle it. Some people needed me to be smaller, quieter, more contained. I let them go with sacred grief, processed my anger and fear, then reoriented to those who stayed.
The ones who stayed? The ones who showed up with their own flame?
We roared at the heavens together.
What does that mean? It means we lift our voices up together against injustice. It means we do our part in community to co-create heaven on Earth. It means being with the humanity—the pleasure and pain—of being alive at this time. Together.
This is what’s possible when we begin to decolonize our spirits.
When we stop performing and start being.
When we start connecting from our own truth.
We become magnetic to our people—the ones who breathe life into your fire instead of trying to extinguish it.
May my poem inspire just that!
Regardless, if you feel alone, know your people are out there, ready to build with you.
And in the meantime, I hold the vision that one day, we will all truly be one people, one planet, where every neighbor is a genuine friend.
A Question to Sit With
Where have you been dimming your truth to fit someone else's idea of acceptable?
Where have you been performing spirituality—or life itself—for external validation instead of letting your untamed spirit lead?
What would it feel like to stop looking for approval and instead step fully into your soul?
Let’s reclaim every wild, untamed, earth-digging, sky-surging, water-flowing, fire-crackling part of yourself that you've been taught to hide.
You, too, are wild.
Love,
Safrianna the Druid & Bard
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