I write to release.
I write when I feel inspired.
I write when I feel sad or when I see an injustice.
I write to connect with the reader who feels that nobody could possibly understand.
Writing allows me to freely express my feelings and emotions which are cemented in my soul…a “frozen kiss” where a “moment of intense emotion is captured and preserved,” and where the warmth of feeling is paused in time, etched into the page…
one “Soul Note” at a time.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
Your need for rest, your healing body, your pain…none of these make you unworthy of love.
They make you human. They make you someone who knows how to take care of herself, who listens to her body, who has fought to stay alive and thrive, even after being told not to. That’s incredible.
The man who deserves you will see your resting as wisdom, not weakness.
He will see your scars as proof of your courage, not as flaws.
And he will be honored…truly honored to walk beside someone who has survived so much with such grace and still chooses love.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
I’ve spent years walking the sacred path of healing…mending wounds, reclaiming my worth, learning how to stand in my authenticity.
I made peace with solitude. I made friends with silence. I elevated my mind to embrace new perspectives.
I prayed not just for a partner, but for a love that felt like home.
Now, out of the stillness, my heart flutters with possibility, I stay grounded in discernment…and this time, I will not abandon myself for love.
The Universe has a rhythm. I feel like dancing again.
My broken heart has healed. I bring my whole self onto the open road of possibilities.
Has the beat of my heart finally synced with another heart eager to dance again?
To be continued…
Reflection Questions:
• What does love feel like when it’s safe?
• How can I honor both the excitement and the caution in this season?
• What have I learned about myself that prepares me to love in a new way?
Love and blessings,
Wendy
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