“Be around those who crave new galaxies in you. The light through your veins. Poetic science. Wider vision. Gentler strength. The moon in your chest. Gravitational pulls. Possibility everywhere. Stars in your eyes. Expanding horizons. Something wild. Something fervent. Something… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
Allow beauty to shatter you regularly. The loveliest people are the ones who have been burnt, broken, and torn at the seams, yet still… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“Be around those who crave new galaxies in you. The light through your veins. Poetic science. Wider vision. Gentler strength. The moon in your… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“Rather than fearfully shutting down your sensitivity, dive in deeper into all possible feeling. As you expand, keep only those who are not afraid… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“To know someone deeply is to know a universe contained in skin.” — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“When connections are real, they simply never die. They can be buried, or ignored or walked away from, but never broken. If you deeply… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“Half of me is filled with bursting words and half of me is painfully shy. I crave solitude yet also crave people. I want… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“Let’s not travel to tick things off lists, or collect half-hearted semi-treasures to be placed in dusty drawers in empty rooms. Rather, we’ll travel… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“Three things: 1- Stop letting pride win. Don't let it destroy and unravel friendships and loves. We blinked, and it's the holidays again. How… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“I love getting older. My understanding deepens. I can see what connects, I can weave stories of experience and apply them. I can integrate… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“Sure. I'll make small talk. Chit chat. Discuss the ins and outs of a "typical" day. Pass the time lightly. Say tiny things. I'm… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
“Give yourself a winter night, long candles, unfamiliar music, a typewriter, keyboard, an instrument, or canvas, to set fire to your mind. Surrender. Be… — Victoria Erickson Copy Share Image
