Celebrate your bad decisions, you holy and wholly fumbling human. You brilliant fuckup. You with this life built from the wreckage of an endless string of choices you likely never should have made. Because somehow here you still are, undeniably a maker of the most...
This is an invitation.Enter your life now.Build a home inside your hollow.Cast a spell into the ether.Evoke your own divinity.Turn the music up loud.Let it build. Feel the reverb settle deep in your bones until your spirit pulsates.Until the heat of it permeates your...
Offer your words. Offer your truth. Offer your beauty. Offer your raw ache and your tender heart and your wild howl. Offer you. Just as you are. I promise someone is listening. I promise it makes a difference. I promise, little by little the path will appear. Even if...
She woke one morning and thought to herself that if the people who loved her thought her heart was fierce and strong (and they were generally known to be wise about such things) she should probably start believing this herself. So she did. And wouldn’t you know...
Wherever you are today. Whatever you were supposed to get done or wherever you are heading, know that a sweet spot exists for you too. Between fierce commitment and tender grace. Between hard push and liquid surrender. We can be soft and gracious with ourselves and...
You can do the scary thing. The thing you’ve wanted to do for so long. The thing you’ve avoided with all your might. You may find yourself shaking with adrenaline and power and the ache that lies right beneath the surface. You can do it. It might not...
The things we want will not be denied. The universe loops and spirals. Life spins and twists and turns. We return again and again to the same spaces, to the same deep knowing, the yearning that lives in our bones. Deep down we always know what we truly desire. Honor...
What do you want? Say it. Out loud. Even if you never have before. Especially if you never have before. Where does your desire live? What calls your want home to you? What makes you insatiable? What brings you to your knees? Who brings forth that low moan at the base...
Forgive yourself for the fuckups. Be gentle with yourself when you get messy. Remember to take care of you. All your tender and achy parts. You still deserve an exquisite sort of compassion. The kind that originates from the center of your own warrior heart.
Rise up goddess.Breathe in your holy fire.Let it sear your lungs.Let the ache and the burn wake you all the way up.This is your uprising.Do you feel it?Right in the swirling center of you.It won’t settle for small and silent.You are ready for the spotlight.So...
For the wild ones:This is for the souls who howl at the moon.For the ones who sing the song of the wolves.This is for those who hear and heed the call.The untamable.The unashamed.This is for the truth seekers.The wisdom speakers.Those who can see.This is for the wild...
Equilibrium > BalanceBalance is a fallacy. A giant conspiracy designed to make us all feel like we’re continuously fucking up and falling short.But here’s the real truth. You were made for the ebb and flow. Just like the ocean. Just like the cycles of the...
Stop. Holding. Back.Let yourself be moved until you catch a glimpse of your limitless, full-of-potential-soul. Hold it within you like the priceless gift that it is. Bring it forth as your gift to the world.Dust off your divine spirit. Get down with your groovy self....
7 ways feel pretty fucking good about yourself. (aka: sovereignty, yo)1. Own your integrity (insist on it with a tenacious sort of ferocity).2. Hold yourself to high standards (showing up as all of you is sexy AF).3. Don’t except any less from others (oooh yeah,...
DO NOT practice denial of self or past or grief. You don’t need the façade right now. Rip away the false face. Open wide the locked door museum exhibit of your holy history. Demolish your crumbled brick walls, your dumpster daydreams, your rusted chain link...
Calling yourself a writer is not easy. It takes audacity to even let the words leave your mouth. Harder still to believe and stand tall along side them.I am a writer. I am an artistI create. I bleed. I breathe. I write.There, I said it.And fuck, if I don’t still...
You may have been raised with their compromise baked into your bones, but I promise, you were not born for this. The whole world is burning, there is no longer enough time to spend even one more day doing anything but standing in the absolute truth of your wild and...
10 things to do when you’re on your own1. Love yourself first. Romance your own mystical soul.2. Take long baths. Buy fresh flowers. Dance in your living room. Ask yourself on a date. Buy the good wine.3. Call in your people, gather them around you and let them...
Trust in your stories. Learn to hear their wisdom. Feel the energy of the words. Know when it is time to lay the book down and pick up another. Choose one with fresh pages and not a single word written. One with space to grow a new story. A new understanding. Write...
Speak your truth. Stand your ground. Go where they say you cannot go. Do what they say must not be done. Get off the beaten path. Blaze your own trail. Take the road less traveled.
Be brave enough to say no. Hold the line. Walk away when you are not met. Know the worth you carry in your bones. Be willing to hurt in order to keep your heart safe. Hold your contract with yourself as the holiest relationship you will ever know.
Refuse to remain stagnant. Stop accepting the status quo. Don’t let society dictate how you feel or live or love. Not one more day of allowing your past or your family or your community to choose your life for you. Reject the idea that you must settle for...
Hold yourself to high standards. Own your integrity. Insist on it with ferocity. Be just as relentless with graceful acceptance of your own messy and flawed humanity. Most importantly, be rooted fully in constant and steady forgiveness of self.
Keep your head up. Keep your gaze steady. Your heart is bruised but still beating. Your doubts are strong but not winning. Your demons are loud but not rising above your knowing. Keep breathing as deep as you are able. Hold tight to your intuition. You are still in...
It hadn’t been easy. She’d been through the fire, that girl, and lived to tell the tale. And live she did. Fiercely. Beautifully. With sovereignty and power and grace. Day by ordinary day, building herself a life she deeply wanted to belong to.
There is a girl she is wise and wary of flames but still, she knows she will survive the fire life scorches sometimes. She has been a phoenix before and every time she burns to ashes she knows exactly how to rise...
Drive us underground We will always surface Singing words you can never own Because you don’t have the range to hear them. Go ahead, take away our words, We will birth a whole new language You’ve been sending your armies for us since the beginning of time But we were...
Just look at you. Heart broken but still beating. Arms empty but still open. Face raised to the sky and giving thanks for the light, even when it hurts your eyes. My God, you are beautiful.
Just look at you. Heart broken but still beating. Arms empty but still open. Face raised to the sky and giving thanks for the light, even when it hurts your eyes. My god, you are beautiful.
Create a new narrative. Interrupt the pattern. Take back the pen. Reclaim ownership of the story. You—and only you—get to decide how the next chapter is written. Write it all down. The mistakes and the blessings and the places you cracked in two. Write the prayers and...
To love a woman in a world that said I must not will never be anything but a revolution. And when I kiss her, you must believe me, entire galaxies are mine.
This life? It is yours. Anyone who suggests that it is not or that it should not be is not here for you. You get to decide how you want to live it, what you want to call it, how and when and why you want to change it. No matter how many times you shift, no matter how...
Self-love is an act of holy disruption. To love yourself in a world that profits directly from your self-loathing is the ultimate subversion of all that seeks to keep you tame. We’ve been taught to hate all that we are (our softness, our fierceness, our...
Look at you, damn it. Hell, look at us. After all the things that could have taken us down, here we are, still standing. Still insisting on our own sovereignty, our own validity, the beauty of our journey. No matter how many times we wander, charting our course back...
They will try to cage us. Attempt to limit, constrain, make us compliant, take control. No, they may never stop coming for us & our bodies. Remember: we were made for changing times & battle lines. Born of the wombs of paradigm shifters & revolutionaries....
You don’t have to know the right first step. You just have to be ready and willing to walk into the unknowing with all of your hope and all of your fear and all of your doubt and all of your bravery.
I will not stop living my queerness out loud. I will not stop raining my good queer love down on the world until we all have a seat at the table. Until expressions of love and identity are met with the wonder with which we should meet all evidence of goodness in a...
Damn the consequences. Even the worst of what you can imagine will figure itself out eventually. And there you will be at the end — standing tall in the midst of it all. You. Beautiful, beautiful you. You take my breath away.
If you feel like this time you won’t survive the pain, remember that you will. You may not like it. There may be times when you don’t even want to, but survive you will. And thrive. And love again. This I know to be true.
Yes, being human is a staggering act of near-impossible bravery. But you were born to be the hero of your own story. And true heroes do not try to do it alone. Lean all the way in. I promise, I’ll catch you if you fall. Or you’ll catch me. Either way – there are...
Do not settle for living a version of your life designed by another. You are not meant to be gatekeeper or the holder of secrets and shame. You are here to live free and clear and into your own wide open truth. If you are spending too much time around people who...
You alone own your story. Do not let another tell it, and if you find yourself in the company of one determined to rewrite your words or own your narrative, fight like hell until you hold it again. There is little in life that is solely ours. Your story is one of...
Some days we need as much quiet courage as we can muster. NOt to risk our lives or our hearts to break paradigms or change the world. But just to wake up and push through the small and aching spaces. To sit down and do the work. To show up in love and fullness....
The audacity is in the living, not in the choosing. You are fearless enough to keep breathing; in the face of loss and pain and humility and gratitude and gifts and brilliance and confusion. This is the amazing thing. Right or wrong can never be anything but small...
I know the hard ground and the taste of the salt water I’m made of and the way even getting out of bed feels impossible some days. I know how some moments there’s not even enough air. I know the desperate and the bargains you want to make with the universe and every...
Staying, when you know you need to leave, is not a kindness to anyone. Least of all yourself. But leaving, when everything in you wants to find a reason to stay, requires more kindness than you can possibly imagine. We think we need strength and bravery to leave. I...
Do not try quiet my voice. Do not attempt to soften my edges or tame my prowl. I am inhabiting my wild. I am encompassing the dance. I am no longer burning down. That time is over. I am the white hot ignition. I am starting the fire. I am rising like...
That thing you’re afraid of? That label you shy away from? That word that seems too bold? That audacious goal? The life you think you don’t deserve? Aren’t talented enough to have? Aren’t brave enough to claim? Fuck. That. Shit. None of that baggage you’ve been...
It’s scary. This love thing. The sweet vulnerability of extension. The naked of ‘here I am’. The tentative reaching of outstretched arms. The wide open of hope… Teach me how to be loved. Let me show you how to love me well. School me in the workings of your heart, in...
There is not enough air in the room but you are breathing. There is nobody here but you are held. You have broken and the world is breaking and we will always rebuild. Do you hear me, love? We will always rebuild.
Why are you so determined to keep your wild silently inside you? Let it breathe. Give it a voice. Let it roll out of you on the wide open waves. Set it free
Here you are. Still standing. Fierce with the reality of love and loss. Wearing the truth of our hearts on your tattered sleeves. And yes, this one very nearly took you out. And yes, there were days when the darkness was heavy and the climb out of that rabbit hole...
Go now, and live. Experience. Dream. Risk. Close your eyes and jump. Enjoy the freefall. Choose exhilaration over comfort. Choose magic over predictability. Choose potential over safety. Wake up to the magic of everyday life. Make friends with your intuition. Trust...
hold still. stay there. tease back the layers. you are in the space between your comfort zone and infinity. you want to hide. not be seen. not be open. not be vulnerable. but you have to. there are two ways to do this – soft and gentle or fast and hard. both...
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