Honoring the fallen, creating for the living, and staying grateful for every step in between.
Today wasnโt comfortable. But it was needed. It was about trusting the processโand it reminded me that strength isnโt just holding the line. Sometimes itโs knowing when to soften, when to speak up, and when to finally feel what youโve been carrying.
Understanding the path forward doesnโt magically clear the debris inside. Knowing what needs to change doesnโt guarantee the feelings will cooperate. But Iโm learning that this in-between space โ the uncomfortable, chaotic, conflicting middle โ is where real growth happens.
The First Time I Thought of Myself as an Adult During group therapy this week something someone shared brought up a memory I had not thought about in decades. I revisited this memory that shaped how I see myself even now. It was the first time I truly felt like an adult. I was stationed…
In art and in life, rebuilding starts when we stop clinging to what no longer serves โ and start shaping something new from what remains. Every healed tattoo, every fresh design, carries that truth. Rebuild isnโt just repair; itโs transformation โ the art of turning what once held us back into something that moves us…
Jung said, โUntil you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.โ Our subconscious anchors us โ but sometimes it also traps us.
In art and in life, rebuilding starts when we stop clinging to what no longer serves โ and start shaping something new from what remains. Every healed tattoo, every fresh design, carries that truth. Rebuild isnโt just repair; itโs transformation โ the art of turning what once held us back into something that moves us…
Art and tattoos give us a healthy way to process emotions โ to explore those empty rooms within us and decide what we want to fill them with.
Sometimes the fire that burns inside us is also what lights the way forward.
After years of operating in survival mode, Iโm finally learning what it means to rebuild from the inside out.