wild at heart.

"in the heart of every man is a desperate desire for a battle to fight, an adventure to live, and a beauty to rescue."

"she was the sun of his universe, around which he orbited. a man needs a much bigger orbit than a woman. he needs a mission, a life purpose, and he needs to know his name. only then is he fit for a woman, for only then does he have something to invite her into" . . . "what does it mean when a man falls in love with a radiant face across the room? it may mean that he has some soul work to do. his soul is the issue. instead of pursuing the woman and trying to get her alone . . . he needs to go alone himself, perhaps to a mountain cabin, for three months, write poetry, canoe down a river, and dream." . . . "what i am saying is that the masculine journey always takes a man away from the woman, in order that he may come back to her with his question answered."

"where does a man go to learn . . . his true name, a name that can never be taken from him? that deep heart knowledge comes only through a process of initiation. you have to know where youve come from; you have to have faced a series of trials that test you; you have to have taken a journey; and you have to have faced your enemy."

"life is not a problem to be solved; it is an adventure to be lived."




so i finished reading wild at heart, soon to start captivating (hopefully). and i still feel lost, without direction. kind of. i dont really know how to explain it all.
i want to be wild at heart. i want to be able to fight an immense battle. i long for that kind of action that you can only get from a crazy adventure. and i think more than anything i want to save that beauty. but im scared.
im afraid.
im afraid that im not enough.
and you know what? im not.