Tag: trusting the process


  • Old School – Something new

    Thatโ€™s what I want to makeโ€”art and tattoos that people donโ€™t just get, but treasure. Pieces that mean something because theyโ€™re tied to a moment, a memory, or a feeling.

  • No one left behind

    No one left behind

    Honor and Ink has never been about flash. Itโ€™s about showing up โ€” even when itโ€™s uncomfortable โ€” and making sure the door is open for those whoโ€™ve already carried more than their share.

  • Vision – Sharpening the blade

    A vision isnโ€™t a contractโ€”itโ€™s a compass. It gives you something to aim at when the path gets unclear.

  • The gift of time

    Progress doesnโ€™t always look like praise. Sometimes it looks like showing up anyway. So I will keep showing up. Refining the collar. Softening the muzzle transitions. Writing alongside the workโ€ฆ and not waste the gift of time when itโ€™s given.

  • Intentionality – the holiday spirit

    If youโ€™re feeling stretched this holiday season between the life youโ€™re leaving and the one youโ€™re stepping into, I hope you give yourself a moment to appreciate whatโ€™s already in your hands. Trust the process. ย Thereโ€™s more there than you think.

  • Adversity – a part of life

    Ninety days isnโ€™t much in the grand scheme of life โ€” but when you show up every single day, even in small ways, it becomes its own kind of transformation.

  • Esteem

    Honoring the fallen, creating for the living, and staying grateful for every step in between.

  • Nontoxic control

    Today wasnโ€™t comfortable. But it was needed. It was about trusting the processโ€”and it reminded me that strength isnโ€™t just holding the line. Sometimes itโ€™s knowing when to soften, when to speak up, and when to finally feel what youโ€™ve been carrying.

  • Resistance

    Understanding the path forward doesnโ€™t magically clear the debris inside. Knowing what needs to change doesnโ€™t guarantee the feelings will cooperate. But Iโ€™m learning that this in-between space โ€” the uncomfortable, chaotic, conflicting middle โ€” is where real growth happens.

  • You Canโ€™t Go Back

    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…