A wild woman needs her sisters. It is true that we are vast. It is true that we are mystical. It is true that we are rich and vibrant and full of passion and purpose. In fact, we surge with it. It rises up in us — an all-consuming fire — and we burn with deep knowing, profound understanding, ...
Actually finding people who could care less about my body percentage and love me for my laugh, strengths, weaknesses and bubbly personality is what I am really after.
Despite the startling clarity of hindsight, I possess not one ounce of regret, because for the first time in a long time, I listened to the quiet, strong voice of instinct and allowed myself to be taken for the ride.
We are literally a perpetual prayer. We’re continually sending requests, in all sorts of directions, consciously, unconsciously, through verbal expressions, energies and vibrations. We ask. We receive. And in receiving, we see who we believe ourselves to be.