Raising Wild Hearts

The mark of a wild heart is living out the paradox of love in our lives. It’s the ability to be tough and tender, excited and scared, brave and afraid—all in the same moment. It’s showing up in our vulnerability and our courage being both fierce and kind.
— Brené Brown, Braving the Wilderness

Our Capacity

Every opportunity in our life is a choice. A chance to raise someone up or tear them down. To be our best or to cut corners. To help or hinder. To be joyful or cling to stories that no longer serve us. To dance or to stand on the wall, watching and wishing we had the courage. To speak up or to choose apathy. To love or not. A wild heart always chooses love while consciously recognizing her surroundings.


Wild hearts cultivate joy from deep gratitude but reserve the ability to simultaneously feel the depths of the world's sorrow in their ever-beating rhythm. They know the valley. They explore it and memorize its lush ground, run their fingers through the grass and dig their hands into the black, fertile Earth. For it's the valley that supports new life and sustains the deeply rooted all at once.  

The wild heart knows the significance of soaring high through the clouds of her dreams but remains grounded and intuitively knows the work that needs to be done on the ground. She's a loving warrior and will not ignore her call. She knows to question everything except the universal truth that only love is real. Her passion for nature and beauty and art is unwavering and she seeks to create all things in love. She creates lasting, loving change in the world by starting at home.

And so it's through her stories, her pain, her lessons, her path that the wild heart shifts the world. By pursuing passion. Seeking beauty. Living fully. Loving fearlessly. Dreaming huge. The wild heart is a DIY revolutionary taking inspired, loving action every day even when she doesn't feel like it. She takes her sorrow and turns it into something sweet, leaning into the uncomfortable unknown and giving it her best. She raises herself and others. 

Raising Wild Hearts

Wild hearts are born that way but need encouragement to flourish. They need to be reminded of their inherent worthiness and loved for being them without conditions. They need space to nourish their souls and drink in the simpleness of just being. We all have the capacity for a wild heart so long as we're allowed the space we need to strengthen it.

We're all raising wild hearts. My babies, countless friends, and even strangers have raised mine. In a way, we're all raising each other.  If we pay attention, we can learn from the 90-year-old cat lady down the street, the guy who cut us off on the way to work, the garbage man, the person begging for change at the intersection, and-- of course--the people we choose to spend our lives with. We're all here to raise each other and ourselves through the lessons we seek.


We can shine a light on those having trouble finding their way in the shadowy dusk of life that inevitably finds us all. We can give our kids ample opportunity to express themselves and form their own meanings about life while guiding them to stand up for what's real and right--love. 

We need to simultaneously bring up the next generation to lead fiercely with compassion while raising each other up. If we're not fighting for our hearts how will our babes learn to blossom into their wild ones? 

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To raise wild hearts, to raise tiny warriors, we must first look within and come to terms with our own hearts. We must recognize that our strength has come from our weakness. Our passion from our heartbreak. Our lessons from our story. 

We must cultivate the seeds of wild hearts in school and for our kids but also for everyone we come in contact with. We must lift each other up and radiate worthiness because enoughness is contagious. And every wild heart yearns to know she's enough.

Here's to loving fiercely, wild ones.