We all have a soul family, the ones that ignite and support our truth. They feed something in us we weren't aware we needed before them. They'll make you face yourself and become raw and authentic. You'll roam but never too far from eachother for the invisible thread of connectedness; once opened can never be locked. They are the ones who will see you through all the important days of your life no matter what tributes and trials you face. They'll just be there, in presence, in synchronicity or in spirit.

You can give illness to her body but you can't take the gypsy out of that girl.

She was always fighting a battle but her smile would never tell you so.

Wild woman 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 on to her, she'll allow you into her chaos but she'll also show you her magic.

Purpose and passion - purpose is what will guide you to your best self and the passion will keep you there.

Many speak to her but she's looking for the one who knows her souls language.

You know who you are, he said- that intimidates boys but oneday a man will come along and value that exact part in you. - Wise words from my best friend.

I'm not a girl that will lay in diamonds but I will run through the flowers of the seeds we plant together.

Some are born to play it safe Others are born to live it wild.

Her love is rare but she'll keep you wild.

She's a gypsy girl living in a materialistic world, Unattached to most things but in love with life itself.

She was a rule breaker, never settling her fierce spirit for things built of structure.

The world is a big place for a little heart like mine, I have kept it locked away until I meet warrior that tames my wild.

In an era where women undress their outfits & give their bodies so carelessly, become the rare wild woman that undresses her mind and soul & knows the worth of what she has to offer.

I don't paint what people expect, I paint what my heart yearns to express.

I urge you to sit with yourself for 5 minutes and pour your heart out, ask yourself the serious questions ~ not the day to day duties we get caught up in. I can assure you, the 5 minutes spent reflecting on the life you have lived and how much more you're yet to achieve will spark something in you that we all forgot we have.

There's something about kindred spirits, you meet them and for a moment this world no matter ugly, makes sense. They bring a sense of freedom and clarity to one conversation; just enough to remind you of who you are.

What a rebellious act it is to love yourself naturally in a world of fake appearances.

When I was younger, I would cling to life because life was at the top of the turning wheel. But like the song of my gypsy girl, the great wheel turns over and lands on a minor key. It is then that you come of age and life means nothing to you. To live, to die, to overdose, to fall in a coma in the street... it is all the same. It is only in the peach innocence of youth that life is at its crest on top of the wheel. And there being only life, the young cling to it, they fear death… And they should! ...For they are 'in' life.

Be an individual, let out the self that hides away at the expense of others approval.

Oh darling, your only too wild, to those whom are to tame, don't let opinions change you.