As I learn to find solace in that rock bottom, I am finding the beauty—how my heart feels, how my mind overthinks, how my Soul refuses to be tempered. In the spirit of love and forgiveness, I am also learning to reclaim my power back. Just looking at the beauty of that deep valley in my mind, I know this place serves a purpose.

Lord…Let me pause and entrust things to Your wisdom and providence….Teach me the humility to accept the daily events which are beyond my control. I pray with fervent faith and trust that my heavenly Father indeed has everything under His loving direction, Amen.

I know there can be no replacements on who can take over the life I live. The experiences I share. The motivations I give. The love I offer. The work that I am giving my Soul into. No one carries the same message to share with to the world.

I always thought I would be doing the Camino to heal. I went there with cracks wide open. The Camino broke me pretty hard. And when I reached Santiago, to offer my broken pieces, they were grounded into smaller, grain of sand pieces. Spirit’s way of saying, “How about we start all over again?”