Some days she wants to change it all. Chop off her hair. Ink her skin. Throw some bags in the car and take off without a plan. But life holds her in place. Despite the discomfort, despite the itch of wanderlust. No matter the pull to the burn of ink or the holy heat...
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...
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...
Your desire is here to teach you. It awaits a response. You were born to answer the call. Ask for what you need, lover. Take what you want. You were not placed on this Earth to practice denial. Your pleasure is what the universe demands. Anything less is blasphemy....
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...
Life is intense and magical. It is a steal the breath from your lungs, bring you to your knees roller coaster ride. It demands reverence and humility and penance and gratitude shouted loud from mountaintops. It will have you wailing at gods you don’t believe in,...
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....
fierce and untamable lightThere will always be days when the ground is unsteady beneath your feet.But look at the sun as it rises in the sky. Let its fierce and untamable light remind you of the wonder yet to come.
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...
I don’t care what I am supposed to say.You can listen if you want. You can join me if you will. Because these words and this life are my own. Even when I contradict myself. Even when I make every sense and no sense at all. Even when it changes from minute to...
9 Simple Truths1. pleasure is generative2. hedonism is holy3. your body was made to feel good4. desire is your pathway home5. shame is the enemy of sovereignty6. you are allowed to want what you want7. sex can be a portal to divinity8. your life and your body belong...
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.
If the space is right. I can speak or write or dream or dance my way into truths I don’t yet fully understand. I can live inside of the questions and let them be sacred and fertile. I can allow the wanting of what is wanted, in that sliver of space and to name...
You want to live with a wide open heart? Let yourself be moved. You want to break through old patterns and discover yourself anew? Let yourself be moved. You want to fall in love? Heal a broken heart? Make right a deep injustice? Smash through paradigms? Pick yourself...
Fuck inhibitions. If your body wants to make love in the rain; do it. If your spirit wants to sing Beyoncé in the grocery store; let her. If your soul tells you to body paint a giant canvas in rainbow colors; go and make some supersized art. If your heart wants to...
You knew, deep down, that you were just like those wild things, you were kin to the storm and you rose with the sun and spun circles around the earth. That when it came right down to it, you had no owner. No captor. In all the ways that really mattered, no matter what...
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...
Dear human: You get to want things. Objects. People. Adventure. Sex. Change. Pleasure. Danger. Things you can’t even name. Like really, really want. Way down deep. Screw those commandments—you, my dear, have permission to covet. To crave. To center yourself on...
Write wild. Write free. Write the truth of you, no matter what they say. Write for the world. Write for yourself. Write into the void. Just write. Your story has the power to save us.
Give yourself a wild sort of grace for how long it took you to step into the truth of your knowing. As women we are taught and conditioned from the word go to dismiss the wisdom of our own lived experiences. Unlearning this programming takes time and tenacity and more...
This is for the ones who speak incantation and trust the gut wisdom and the red-hot blood that pounds in their veins. This is for those who are called relentless. Who are labeled too much. Who are called the names they have called women like us since the beginning of...
No red pens. Who gives a fuck about the oxford comma. There are no rules. What do we care about? Sovereignty. Truth. Grace. The legacy of your own sacred wisdom. The inherent value of your story, as it is. The innate importance of the messy, raw and real creative...
You, my girl. You are the sun and the moon and the stars. You are the force that pulls the tides. You are the unrestrained howl under a wide-open moon. You are the essence of what it is to dance into ecstasy. You are the heat and the sex and the sweat and the burn and...
She’s gone mad for beauty, found rapture in shadows, calls poetry her religion. She seduces uncertainty, names herself goddess, builds altars to the divinity of heat, sweat and sex and claims righteous ownership of the body she has been given.
I crave a depth uncommon I crave a meaning deeper than surface I crave a glimpse of spirit divine and I crave a touch so primal and earthly that it brings me to my knees.
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...
We’ve all lived too damn long lugging around this puritanical notion that pleasure must be villainized to protect us from ourselves. Fuck that. Seriously. The only question you need to ask is this: Is everyone involved in full personal safety and enthusiastic consent?...
Call in the ghosts and call in the wolves and call in the lover you’ve always dreamed of. Call in your peace and your fire and your wisdom. And light your own candle. Hold it high — and howl and love and carry yourself home.
Dear moon, Blood moon. Scorpion moon. Moon with a potent sting. Moon of riotous bloom. Moon of the letting go. Of the going, going, going, gone. Moon of the bittersweet. Of melancholia. Of inevitability. Moon of open palms and whatever comes after the grasping is...
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....
Queerness is reclamation. It is powerful and subversive and fierce and undeniably holy. Yes. It is.But to have a lived experience of queerness is also to hold an intimate knowledge of othering.It is to hold rejection, fear, or violence in your body – whether...
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...
After a lifetime of contorting myself to fit into boxes never meant for the likes of me—it’s true. I got tired of feeling ashamed all the time. It is wildly subversive to say that I no longer feel ashamed—not in body, soul, beliefs, or movement through the world, not...
I’m not easy or simple or entirely light. My sunshine dances the tango with my tornado by the light of a blood-red moon. I am daisy chains and cauldron fire. I am the space where shame is shed. I like my desire fast and hard and my sacred so holy you’ll swear for the...
People often wondered what it was that made her so very compelling. Why she drew people in again and again? It wasn’t her beauty or her talent, though many, including myself, found those impossible to argue. I believe it was because she refused to deny the storm of...
You hold the collective story of all women in your body. The muscle memory of generations past. This is your legacy, but it is not a prediction of your reality or your future. The difference is both delicate and profound and worth exploring. Pull in the wisdom of...
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...
1212Forget what they told you. You are love child of a passionate affair between goddess and universe. You were born of a steamy forbidden heat and you were made for the cyclone of unadulterated wholeness. You are a daughter of delight. You are the unconstrained...
Deal resistance a death blow and make sweet love to your art all night long. Put on your fishnet thigh highs and your patent leather stilettos and your special occasion lingerie. Seduce the hell out of your own creative soul. It’s time for an epic lap dance. Dance for...
Because like the depths of the ocean that calls you home, you will never be easy. But darling, you were not brought here for easy. You are here for so much more. Because you are a boundary pusher. You’re a truth seeker. You’re temptation and seduction and heat. You’re...
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...
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...
We are here to love hard and true. Here to give ourselves over to the rush and bliss of it all. Here to offer our patchwork hearts over and over again. Here to feel and fall and hurt and bleed. Here to say yes and to choose wholeness and to break anyway and to do it...
You are the sun and the moon and the stars You are the force that pulls the tides You are the unrestrained howl under a wide-open moon You are the essence of what it isto dance into ecstasy You are the heat and the sex and the sweat and the burn and soft and the grace...
It’s not pretty and perfect I am feeling today. Not in the mood for soft and contained. Not light or well-behaved or sugary sweet. No. I’m not willing to round off my sharp edges or make safe the danger zones. Not for you. Not for anyone, really....
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
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...
A circle of women may just be the most powerful force known to humanity. If you have one, embrace it. If you need one, seek it. If you find one, for the love of all that is good and holy, dive in. Hold on. Love it up. Get Naked. Let them see you. Let them hold you....
I see you, beneath the surface. I see your untamable wild. I see your billowing heart. I see your unshed tears and your not yet dreams and your devotion to spirit. I see you howl at the moon and call the ocean home and ground to earth and grow taller than the trees. I...
I’ve lost my wild heart once. Twice. Too many times to count. I’ve lost her most often when I’ve forgotten myself, when I’ve denied my own truths, when I’ve pushed down the need to create for so long that my heart…she finds better things to do. The funny thing...
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