An Open Letter of Rebellion
Somewhere between the care-free messiness of childhood and the image-driven business of adulthood, often we lose our Wild. That bright soul-fire may turn to smoldering embers under the weight of impossible standards and other people's expectations. But it is always waiting to be re-ignited. When we refuse to 'hustle for our worth' (nod to Brene), we carve out the kind of freedom that no one could gift us in a thousand lifetimes.