To be fully human is to be wild. Wild is the strange pull and whispering wisdom. It’s the gentle nudge and the forceful ache. It is your truth, passe… - Victoria Erickson

Stand in the heat of that truth, because you know what? It will always be there. Rather than running from it, be fierce enough to know it. Be courageous enough to let it lead you. Take one small step in that direction. Just one. Walk slowly if you must. You’ll burn brighter and brighter as you go.

I love night conversations best. Bonds somehow grow deeper in the dark, our stories climbing to the surface to be seen. These are some of the times that live on longest in our minds- conversations by candle or moonlight with our sleep deprived eyes. When I speak on the heart, I’m talking about your creative self, your internal self, your intuition, and your source of power.

Soulmates aren’t the ones who make you happiest, no. They’re instead the ones who make you feel the most. Burning edges and scars and stars. Old pains and pangs, captivation and beauty. Strain and shadows and worry and yearning. Sweetness and madness and dreamlike surrender. They hurl you into the abyss. They taste like hope.