The process of wounding awakens us to our strength.
It shuffles our values, and the top priority is never what you thought it would be.
It’s never about perfection, or power.
It always turns out to be about LOVE.
Knowing ourselves to be vulnerable and our time here to be limited,
we’re freed to live more passionately, and fully than we have before,
to discover what’s worth fighting for and who we are.
Real strength is buried at the depths of any wound we have survived.
Art by Elizabeth Munroz