Ink Stained Soul…

    • About My Tortured Soul…
      • I was created to stir the soul, not just satisfy the intellect.
      • The Courage to Reveal
      • Writer’s Life
    • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process
      • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process Chapter 2
      • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process Chapter 3
      • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process Chapter 4
      • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process Chapter 5
      • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process Chapter 6
      • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process Chapter 7
      • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process Chapter 8
      • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process Chapter 9
      • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process Chapter 10
    • Confessions of My Tortured Heart’s Creative Process A Heart Broken Mother
    • My Inspiration

  • Unspoken

    February 7, 2025

  • Mine

    February 7, 2025

  • My Beacon

    February 7, 2025

  • I am the writer

    He is my Inspiration

    February 7, 2025

  • Mirroring Souls

    February 7, 2025

  • My gallery

    Tucked away inside my gallery is the cultaving collection of my heart. Coming alive, dying, reshaping, bleeding, and enlarging beyond the scope of anything I thought possible.

    Always coming back to a memory of the greatest loves of my life and some of the greatest losses. All forming me into my beautiful broken self.

    Enjoy the broken healing journey I have been on.

    February 7, 2025

  • A letter to myself…

    I love the way you get excited every time you see beautiful colors in the sky. The way you light up when the stars and moon shine. The way you take in the beauty of sparkles dancing across the water. How music speaks to your soul, and dancing becomes your outlet. How making someone smile or laugh makes you happy. I love that you are kind to those around you because you want to give them a reason to believe they deserve it. That you always dance like no one is watching and break out in song randomly. The way you love and want to nurture every creature you come into contact with. How learning new things makes you want to grow and expand your world. I love that underneath all your scars and pain, you are still gentle and loving. I love that you love with your entire heart, no matter the hurt. That you never stay in a box because you are not ordinary. I love how you are uniquely you and brilliantly extraordinary.

    February 6, 2025

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