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RISE UP! by Jesse James

 A lot of people have the misconception that healing is strictly a passive process…

That there is no room for the full length of the journey it takes to arrive. I say that is not so, that the fight and struggle that you endure through, is as much a part of the resolution as it is the cause.

This is something that I wrote the basis of in a letter on my business page. I was apologizing, for I felt that I had fallen into a passive form of my own voice.

Rise Up!
by Jesse James

there is room for healing
not solely from within passiveness
or gentility; 
rather as a constant action
an art

it is revolutionary
both personal; individual
and worldwide

necessary
within every movement 
on the front lines
putting in the work, 
and rising
rising alongside those in the fight

we cannot retreat within systems
those that entrap us 
then pretend we are resolving things 
not long-term
doing so
we are only treating symptoms
allowing the underlying cause to roam

medicine doesn't work that way
it's not how healing becomes
it means little
if we do not combine those efforts 
to something further than ourselves

injustice is an illness
it is a plague
devastating the world

one we must rise above! 

we have these gifts for a reason:
we are meant to help heal the world

within us is the resolve
the resolution

together we stand as one.
"rise up" I say to you, healer

rise up and take charge of your gifts.


Jesse James of Wombyn Wyse has been called an old soul living in a young body. At 24 she is a storyteller and creatrix of many things. She is an equal blend of mystical, myth & science, and loves every part of that mix. As an activist and advocate, she lends her energy towards groups like Food Not Bombs, and makes a point of speaking out to anyone who will listen about the causes she cares about. 
She offers her gifts as an Energy Healer, Oracle & Tarot Reader, Birthkeeper/Placenta Alchemist, & Intuitive Coach through her business Wombyn Wyse. She is enthralled by working with herbs in making natural remedies; and concocting delicious kitchen alchemy is her second nature after breath. Jesse longs to leave the city soon to build both a house in the trees and an Earthship on the ground. She worships the earth and thrives on art and forming loving connections with those around her. Her mission is to make that around her more beautiful. Or at the very least, to help others see things that already were, in that way.

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