What if there are days when you wake up raging, when your rational mind wants to take a hike and your brain feels full of molten lava? What if you feel like the most unfeminine, ungraceful mess, dangerous to human contact in that moment? What if we as a women want to just be by ourselves with nature and feel free, or even just stay at home and feel free to simply stay home and listen to music. And what if that moment is just a moment when life, the planets, or a garden gnome are stirring up old stories in your body and your only job is to let…