The Ramblings of a Wandering Soul

How little we know ourselves until peeled back by experiences that reveal the light and the dark. The joy and hurt. To find a balance between the two, that accepts them both as one.

To be undone, and in that unraveling of the mind come to face those demons that scour the wastelands of the past, adorned with monuments of lost opportunities and self defeating doubts ...

Castles of shame holding prisoner the child that wanted so much to be seen and loved.

In learning to dance with my shadows I have learned to truly dance with life.

To breathe love into the dark places so that I may release the regrets, embrace the tears and kiss the wounds.