Reflections from the Soul

Living with Open Hands

It wasn’t until I started loosening my grip that I began to understand the beauty of living with open hands. When we release what’s weighing us down—whether it’s fear, perfectionism, or even our ow...

Strength in Surrender

I thought being strong meant never needing help, never letting the cracks show. I carried burdens I wasn’t meant to carry, thinking surrender would make me look weak. But what I’ve learned—what I’m...

The Courage to Begin Again

When I’ve found myself at a crossroads, needing to start over, I’ve often carried the weight of my past like a heavy backpack—regret, shame, self-doubt. But God has this incredible way of reminding...

Finding Joy in the Present Moment

I remember a time when joy felt impossible. I was deep in recovery, navigating a path I wasn’t sure I could walk. There were days when the weight of it all felt crushing. But in those moments, I st...

The Gift of Surrender

It wasn’t until I finally let go—of control, of fear, of the illusion that I had to do it all—that I began to feel lighter. God didn’t take away every challenge, but He carried them with me. And in...

The Art of Trusting the Unknown

I’ve had moments where the future felt like a blank page—a vast, intimidating unknown. In those moments, I would try to fill in the blanks myself, frantically sketching out plans to feel in control...

Breaking Free from Illusions

I’ve built a few of those prisons myself. For years, I believed I had to carry everything on my own—to be strong, to prove my worth, to hold everything together. I wore that mask so well that I alm...

Rediscovering the Divine Within

When was the last time you looked in the mirror and thought, Wow, I’m a divine masterpiece? (Be honest—it’s been a while, hasn’t it?) Most of us see the flaws first: the wrinkles, the bad hair day,...

The Journey of Inner Peace

I used to believe peace was something I had to create. If I could just fix the chaos around me, silence the doubts in my mind, or achieve some version of “perfect,” then maybe I’d find it. But life...

The Power of Presence

When I was in the depths of alcoholism, there were days when my world had shrunk to a single point: survive this moment, but first, I need a drink for this. The future felt too overwhelming to face...