Stop shaming the “wounded feminine.”

I’ve been thinking lately about how we shame the “wounded feminine.” Collectively, I sense that we do this, after we realize what the “wounded feminine” is, we shame the feminine for being wounded.

What a patriarchal thing to do.

But these expectations of the feminine live in each of us — that it be altogether nourishing, open, motherly, sacred, divine. That it be forever giving, endlessly available. You can check in with yourself about what your expectations of the feminine are — in yourself and in others. Also, your expectations of the…