When the wolves come for the creative ones
Once upon a time there was a girl who had wings. Life came and clipped those wings and made her hide them. This blog is my story of finding my wings again and learning how to manage them. I’m scared of being big, wild, creative, vibrant and alive but my wings keep pushing me forward…reminding me. I don’t know how to live with wings how to honour my creativity and stand straight and tall…but I’m about to try!
The burden of wings 
And you shall revive your wings and pay them the honor they deserve, and that you deserve.
Write yourself anew.
I look foward to sharing in your journey 🙂