Keep your head up. Keep your gaze steady. Your heart is bruised but still beating. Your doubts are strong but not winning. Your demons are loud but not rising above your knowing. Keep breathing as deep as you are able. Hold tight to your intuition. You are still in...
It hadn’t been easy. She’d been through the fire, that girl, and lived to tell the tale. And live she did. Fiercely. Beautifully. With sovereignty and power and grace. Day by ordinary day, building herself a life she deeply wanted to belong to.
There is a girl she is wise and wary of flames but still, she knows she will survive the fire life scorches sometimes. She has been a phoenix before and every time she burns to ashes she knows exactly how to rise...
Just look at you. Heart broken but still beating. Arms empty but still open. Face raised to the sky and giving thanks for the light, even when it hurts your eyes. My God, you are beautiful.
