Wild women are an unexplainable spark
of life. They ooze freedom and seek
awareness. They belong to nobody but
themselves, yet give a piece of who
they are to everyone they meet. If you
have met one, hold onto her, she'll allow
you into her chaos, but she'll also show
you her magic. Gypsy-Heart-Living
So love that wild within! Me thinks we
fear losing this spark as we grow older.
Said spark translates into different terms
for each of us, wild woman being one of
them. Independent, free thinker, eccentric,
unconventional, whimsical . . .
None of us like to think of ourselves as
cookie cutter. We tend to respect, even
like, our singularities. I doubt very much
any of us have cared about being like any
one else since middle school.
Take your hikes, climb your mountains,
dress your style, speak your lingo, and
love life your way. Let's each delight in
our idiosyncrasies and enjoy whatever
time the gods delight to gift us . . .
so love the weirdos
worship at the feet of strange
learning to love me
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Wilderness inside my soul, ground connecting,
air breathing, water bathing, fire breathing,
spirit flying! ~Heidi Unrein Cox
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