grace
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Incest left a scorched path of intolerable pain that I needed healing for. No amount of reparenting my soul was going to touch that pain. A yoga session was not going to be able to quench the sting of this long-laid plan to destroy parts of me and still the lost integrity to my soul.…
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In the turbulent waters of my heroin addiction, I was a sailor lost, my vessel breaking against the jagged shores of despair. Every needle was a desperate row, an attempt to steer away from the wreckage I was becoming. My oars, stained with the shadows of self-destruction, fought against the currents that whispered of a…
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This restlessness, this void that you can never quite fill, this persistent tooth nibbling at your soul—I would suggest today that this is the call of God. It is deeply personal, a matter solely between you and Him. This call may come and go, or it may seem to permeate the very air you breathe.…
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I remember the moment I decided to reclaim my life. It was a quiet evening, the kind that makes you pause and reflect. I was sitting alone, my thoughts a whirlwind of pain and regret, each memory like a shard of glass cutting deep into my soul. My abuser had started my pain but now…
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A field of lilies in full bloom doesn’t know the process of growth, how it got into that field, or where the sun comes from. It just accepts how God created it and stands showing its beauty. Wisdom. Humans are much more complicated. We ask questions, poke holes in creation and bring along our theories.…
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I’m not here to write only about the part of my journey where I overcame everything and I now live fully victorious. If I wrote like that, I’d be lying. Does Nirvana really exist? I don’t think so. If it did, I don’t want it. I ordered Massaman Curry today. It was a dish my…
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There is a destiny to healing. PEACE! I’ll carry my scars with me until I reach eternity, then they will be no more. For now, I carry on knowing I am okay. Sometimes in the night hours beautiful words echo through my soul. The dreadful demons of yesterday have now passed and I am left…
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Softness is what my soul craves, In the morning, in evening, and in the afternoon; Softness like the breath of sunshine, this is what my soul desires. Where do you find softness in a harsh world? Softness is what my soul craves. Oh, softness, find me, Find me in the morning, in the evening, and…
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Incest left a scorched path of intolerable pain that I needed healing for. No amount of reparenting my soul was going to touch that pain. A yoga session was not going to be able to quench the sting of this long-laid plan to destroy parts of me and still the lost integrity to my soul.…
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Full of Life Lovers of peace Owners of Destiny World Beauty Earnest Repair Respects the Dead Softens Hearts As Valentine’s Day approaches, I remember all the ones who can never dream again. The one whose lives were taken too soon. The ones that will never embrace another this side of Heaven. Today, I remember and…