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The Too Much Woman

Updated: Nov 11, 2019

I share the words of Ev’Yan Witney

https://evyanwhitney.com/too-much-woman/






Today a special woman that helped me through my divorce over 15 years ago shared this. She knew the words would resonate with me. Coincidentally the timing was clearly cosmic. I could have written almost every syllable it is so aligned with my ethos on women’s beauty and power. In fact I know there will be a few giggles from people thinking ‘Are you sure you didn’t write this Priscilla?’


Womens beauty and ability transcends physicality. Yes they are arguably the most beautiful creatures on the planet but their beauty emanates from within. Embrace your beauty and power. Whenever you have been told you’re Too Much, remind yourself of these words. The days of oppressing women that are too loud, too passionate, too emotional, to demanding, too strange, too alternative, too fat, too short, too anything are over. You are never Too Much!

“There she is. . . the “too much” woman. The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much.


There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty, her sexuality. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of the room. Too much space she takes.


She is dangerous.


And there she goes, that “too much” woman, making people think too much, feel too much, swoon too much. She with her authentic prose and a self-assuredness in the way she carries herself. She with her belly laughs and her insatiable appetite and her proneness to fiery passion. All eyes on her, thinking she’s hot shit.


Oh, that “too much” woman. . . too loud, too vibrant, too honest, too emotional, too smart, too intense, too pretty, too difficult, too sensitive, too wild, too intimidating, too successful, too fat, too strong, too political, too joyous, too needy—too much.


She should simmer down a bit, be taken down a couple notches. Someone should put her back in a more respectable place. Someone should tell her.


Here I am. . . a Too Much Woman, with my too-tender heart and my too-much emotions.


A hedonist, feminist, pleasure seeker, empath. I want a lot—justice, sincerity, spaciousness, ease, intimacy, actualization, respect, to be seen, to be understood, your undivided attention, and all of your promises to be kept.


I’ve been called high maintenance because I want what I want, and intimidating because of the space I occupy. I’ve been called selfish because I am self-loving. I’ve been called a witch because I know how to heal myself.


And still. . . I rise. Still, I want and feel and ask and risk and take up space.


I must.


Us Too Much Women have been facing extermination for centuries—we are so afraid of her, terrified of her big presence, of the way she commands respect and wields the truth of her feelings. We’ve been trying to stifle the Too Much Woman for ions—in our sisters, in our wives, in our daughters. And even now, even today, we shame the Too Much Woman for her bigness, for her wanting, for her passionate nature.


And still. . . she thrives.


In my own world and before my very eyes, I am witnessing the reclamation and rising up of the Too Much Woman. That Too Much Woman is also known to some as Wild Woman or the Divine Feminine. In any case, she is me, she is you, and she is loving that she’s finally, finally getting some airtime.


If you’ve ever been called “too much,” or “overly emotional,” or “bitchy,” or “stuck up,” you are likely a Too Much Woman.

And if you are. . . I implore you to embrace all that you are—all of your depth, all of your vastness; to not hold yourself in, and to never abandon yourself, your bigness, your radiance.


Forget everything you’ve heard—your too much-ness is a gift; oh yes, one that can heal, incite, liberate, and cut straight to the heart of things.


Do not be afraid of this gift, and let no one shy you away from it. Your too much-ness is magic, is medicine. It can change the world.


So please, Too Much Woman: Ask. Seek. Desire. Expand. Move. Feel. Be.


Make your waves, fan your flames, give us chills.


Please, rise.

We need you.” Ev’Yan Witney


https://evyanwhitney.com/too-much-woman/


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