Wild woman

I am going through some kind of change. It feels like a birthing of something new and I don't what it is. I was telling a good friend about it and she asked me if I had read Women Who Run With the Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes. I have not I said. In fact I have had two copies and tried to read it at least once but got bogged down by all the verbiage in the long introduction. This friend has mentioned to me before (at least twice) to read this book. So I checked my books and I still have the copy so I read the introduction again and had the same feeling about it but I finished it. And now am looking forward to reading more. Perhaps it is the wild woman in me that needs birthing.