I love getting older. My understanding deepens. I can see what connects, I can weave stories of experience and apply them. I can integrate the lesson… - Victoria Erickson

Let’s not travel to tick things off lists, or collect half-hearted semi-treasures to be placed in dusty drawers in empty rooms. Rather, we’ll travel to find grounds and rooftops and tiny hidden parks, where we’ll sit and dismiss the passing time, spun in the city’s web, ‘til we’ve surrendered, content to be spent and consumed. I need to feel a place while I’m in it.

Be water. Flexible and soft. Subtly powerful and open. Wild and serene. Able to carry and accept all changes, yet still led by the pull of steady tides. It is enough.

Just because you are soft doesn't mean you are not a force. Honey and wildfire are both the colour gold.