Ink Stained Soul…

There comes a point when you aren’t running anymore. Running from hurt, pain, loss, grief, betrayal, abandonment, and the flaws in yourself. Along the path, as you face each wound, the running slows, becoming a slower pace, until at last you are walking. Walking with purpose. Walking into your wholeness. Giving time to each transgression against your heart and soul until you see yourself – all your strength, beauty, grace, and wisdom. All that you are, she is seen. Walking into your future, your dreams.