Ink Stained Soul…

To love oneself you must know yourself. Your mind, where you stand on things without anyone’s opinion. Your body, and as a woman, how each phase challenges you as you still navigate life. People will not care the dips in your hormones and how it truly affects you in every way. You must know your heart and let it be without influence. If you cannot honor who you are with grace and awe then how can you look in the mirror? If you do not love the way your skin feels under your own touch no one else’s with light a fire inside of you. To be loved is to be known. Even more so to love is to accept all those parts in reverence. For the light dances in shadows.