Savage Daughter | Wyndreth Berginsdottir

I’ve been quietly singing this song all year, enjoying the feeling of calm and power it brings. But, after my mother passed, it took on a whole new meaning. I am and always have been my mother’s savage daughter. But I have this problem of not stepping into my personal power; of not trusting in myself, of being scared to take up space, of being terrified to be seen. I suppose this is an exercise in self expression. It’s taken me three months to put this together. I realize it’s not perfect – this strange thing kept happening where the more I tried to re-do it, to “fix it”, the worse it got. What was supposed to be easy and fun became an exercise in immense patience and persistence, in learning how to hold ceremony, and in letting go of expectations. I needed to let go of caring about how this turned out for the sake of performance. I was reminded that the more you grasp at or push something, the more it escapes you. I learned a lot about holding space for sacred stillness to draw in that which you seek. I think I got most of the way there, but I guess this is me. Untrained, experimenting, trying a hundred new things at once on my own. Grieving. Reclaiming. Stepping into my power. Thank you for being here ❤💪🏽 (don’t forget to share this with your grandma!! 🌿✨) ------------------------------ ▶ FIND ME HERE: • Instagram: @cosmicvertigoo @hearthstoneherbal • Our Nature Photography Prints: ------------------------------ ▶ OTHER VIDEOS: • Life Lessons from a Stage IV Lung Cancer Patient: • My Stories Playlist: • Falconry Playlist: • My Music Playlist: ------------------------------ 🎵 Free 30 Day Trial with Epidemic Sound: All music is from Epidemic Sound.