There are parts of us the world tries to harden.
Pain. Betrayal. Abuse.
They don’t just hurt — they change how we carry our hearts.
For a long time, I thought softness was weakness. That being gentle made me a target. That my golden heart — the one that still loved, still hoped, still prayed — needed to be hidden or protected.
But healing taught me something different.
Golden Heart is the candle I created for the part of me that survived without turning cold.
It’s for the women — and men — who went through fire, but didn’t let it steal their warmth.
The scent?
It’s sweet and spiced. Soft and strong.
A blend of gingerbread, cinnamon, vanilla — comfort you can smell, strength you can feel.
When I pour Golden Heart, I pray.
That whoever lights it will remember:
You didn’t lose your light. You didn’t become bitter.
You are still kind. Still warm. Still golden.
And that softness?
It’s not weakness.
It’s your victory.
— Josie 💛
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