Like most sensitive souls, you already know you’re sensitive. You soak up others’ moods and desires like a sponge. You absorb sensation the way a pai… - Victoria Erickson

Promise to stay wild with me. We'll seek and return and stay to find beauty and the extraordinary in all the spaces we can claim. We'll know how to live. How to breathe magic into the mundane.

Give yourself a winter night,
long candles, unfamiliar music,
a typewriter, keyboard,
an instrument, or canvas,
to set fire to your mind.
Surrender.
Be with art.
Let the room become a constellation,
trust it and ride.

If we stay true to our stories and exactly who we are on a deeper level then the right people and circumstances will begin to effortlessly appear. There will be a certain pull. Resonance and familiarity. There will be connection. And there will be more ease.