Best 28 quotes in «wild women quotes» category

I am ever changing, evolving into the wilder version of myself. I have little rules but many morals, I will set my soul on fire to attain the things I love.

I know that no one is my judge. I live according to my own conscience and value discernments which are governed by Holy Spirit. I know my intentions and I walk my path with a clear conscience. Be careful not to make assumptions. I don't even allow my left hand to know what my right hand does. What makes you think I should explain my every unction and action to you?

I am not delicate. I am skinny dipping at 2am; I am dancing naked under the full moon and playing in the mud. I am the reverberating echoes of a curse word ricocheting off the steeply sloping mountain you thought I couldn’t climb; I am bare skin in the deepest depths of winter; I am the song of courage, and the melody of freedom you long to sing. I am a fearless mother. I am a passionate lover; a devoted friend. I am the healer, the witch, the nurturing of your wounds. I am the heat of a wildfire, the rage of a storm. I am strong. Delicate things are pretty-cute, even. But I am not delicate. I am wild, fierce and unpredictable. I am breathtaking. I am beautiful. I am sacred.

I don't want fleeting friendships or relationships or passion in life, give me fleeting moments in coffee shops and walks by the water but I will never be satisfied with empty kinships that are fleeting & undecided. Those connections are what make us all human and I dare not settle my wild little heart for something of so little depth.

I enjoy the wild things, Call me at 3 am and tell me you're waiting at my door. Give me sunsets in different cities and road trips on dirt tracks not sighted on maps. Whiskey for breakfast & cheap thrills for dinner. Give me happiness in a smile and nothing of certainty but the way we make eachother feel. There so much life in living while you're alive & id give absolutely anything to have it all with you.

I am apart of the group of wild ones, us women who speak to the moon. We crave passion, live with wide open hearts and we wear our hearts on ur sleeves too. Often told we are too much, but taming our spirit isn’t something we’ll ever do. Love us as we are, we create our own rules.

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

It's ok to reinvent yourself as many times as it takes to live out your most authentic self.

It's not my words that you should fear, but my silence. My words speak straight to the core but my absence will leave you speechless.

I’ll gift you with feelings you didn’t know were there, that’s the pleasure of crossing paths with a mystic.

Love the ones who understand you and forget the ones that don't.

Just dabbing pieces of my heart into things that make me shine, my little young simple life.

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 is, that the losing and the finding are interwoven. We must lose our wild hearts from time to time, I believe. We must so that we know why we need them. We must so that we remember that in order to be found we must go into the wilderness. Sometimes, it is only in the getting lost that we can find our way back home.

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

Promise me one thing wild child, Never filter your soul to suit a mould.

She had something more than material value ~ she had a soul, no money could buy.

My favourite conversations are those with the universe, I speak all that I am and the most beautiful response flies a shooting star across the sky, it's proof ~ vibrations of light have the capacity to change our world.

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

Some days i am the artist, Other days i am art and When life gets real weird, I become both.

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.

The real heroes are those who rebuild their lives using adversity as a stepping stone to greatness in the midst of the chaos life has thrown at them.

They'll look for you in a field of roses, having never really known you at all. For you'll never be found in a perfectly tendered garden, you're an untameable wildflower in this wild world.

You could tell she was a free spirit, a gypsy, just by looking at her. A smile like that doesn't come from a sad soul.

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

Baby, I'm not afraid. I've been to hell and back. I'm a free spirit, a wild child and a renegade.

You're under no obligation to be who people think you are. Change, grow, rearrange yourself. Free and beautiful things always bloom and spark with no holding back.

Don't settle your wild, find a man who doesn't want to tame it.

for frail but surprisingly strong fairies who had lost their way above ground for burned mermaids and sick vampire girls for wild wolfish women with sharp teeth and leaves in their hair