About this Work

Since the world can be place that deals out difficult hands, I am aware

that some of us feel more beaten up than others. Life can feel like a

series of challenges that arise the moment you thought you were finally

able to take a deep breath. If our dark valleys and wounds were visible

to others, displaying on our skin as evidence that we need grace and

kindness, we would all fair better day by day. However, I know that's

not how life works. There are wounded souls out here that are digging

down deep, mustering up the bravery to show up daily, despite the

internal battles not many see. This, is for you - and me.

With this verbal sage I am spreading on these pages, I wish to pull out

the discomfort so that we can look it in its eye and declare 'You cannot

have me'. These wounds are not meant to be handcuffs; they are events

in your rear view mirror as you have your windshield in front of you,

showing you where you are going and meant to me. In order to walk

freely, we must place the impact of the wounds in a box we don't step

over daily. We need to rearrange the contents gently, store them away

and walk lighter, only carrying the lessons and nothing else. 'Sage for

the Wounded Soul' is a proclamation that though we have taken

several hits, we can emerge renewed, purified and soothed; encouraged

to take our power back and fly. I am rooting for you.