
Blindfolded
I’m sitting with this idea of what it has been like to be living my life up until this point and recognizing it’s a lot like being blindfolded. Because my eyes were covered, my other senses were picking things up constantly and doing their best to decipher what was actually happening but the full truth or what was really going on was never quite available.

A Spark of Light
Writing in my journal so much each day has really sparked a light in my heart. I get to process my emotions, let my mind wander until its run out of steam and find myself in a state of complete flow where I really feel like I am able to consistently speak my truth.