Always Walk in your purpose
This poem changed my life!
This poem changed my life!
I am passionate and committed to helping you heal. I know what it is to suffer from trauma, pain, shame, and guilt and how it can cripple you mentally, physically and emotionally.
Abuse destroys lives!
It destroys families!
You don't have to be a victim.
It is time to take back your power!
I did it and you can too.
In my blog, I will share
I am passionate and committed to helping you heal. I know what it is to suffer from trauma, pain, shame, and guilt and how it can cripple you mentally, physically and emotionally.
Abuse destroys lives!
It destroys families!
You don't have to be a victim.
It is time to take back your power!
I did it and you can too.
In my blog, I will share my journey of healing from childhood trauma, my wins and opportunities of motherhood, struggles with relationships but not limited to dating, friendships and family, how I carve out time for self-care and everybody's favorite past time, fashion tips.
I invite you to sit with me and let’s talk healing gracefully and powerfully…From tragedy to trauma to triumph! Not to impress you but to impart on you and help you to hopefully take a page out of my story, and work on your own healing. Are you ready to heal?
This poem changed my life!
This poem changed my life!
This poem changed my life!
There's a hole in my sidewalk.
by Portia Nelson
“I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same pla
There's a hole in my sidewalk.
by Portia Nelson
“I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place.
But it isn't my fault.
It still takes me a long time to get out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in. It's a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault. I get out immediately.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
Finally
I walk down another street.”
What street are you walking down in this season of your life? Let's take an inventory.