by Kristianne Stewart | Jun 21, 2020 | Faith, God's love, Grief, Healing, PTSD, Self-Compassion, Soul Care, Spiritual Growth
There’s this thing I do with biographies. I like to flip to the back pages and see how they finished. Sort of like, how’d they do? Did they let life overcome them? Beginning with the end in mind is the mark to which a Christian strives. They live their lives to be in...
by Kristianne Stewart | Jun 12, 2020 | God's love, Healing, Lifestyle Fitness, PTSD, Self-Compassion, Soul Care, Spiritual Growth
Hot tears slid down the sides of my temples to rest on my yoga mat. The studio was dark and this was the part of my practice of final rest. “Know that you are loved, rest in peace.” The lyrics wove through my battered spirit and each word seemed to catch on a jagged...
by Kristianne Stewart | Apr 29, 2020 | Faith, Healing, PTSD, Self-Compassion, Soul Care
Have you ever watched someone lose the vision for their life? Like a tire that goes flat, it’s not from a sudden burst but rather, a slow leak. There’s so much about our world right now that ransacks our spirit, leaving interrupted dreams. Fear...
by Kristianne Stewart | Apr 7, 2020 | Faith, Healing, PTSD, Self-Compassion, Spiritual Growth, Uncategorized
Whether you whisper or scream your volume is swallowed by the majestic of the Grand Canyon. I sat next to my husband and watched our shadows throw us further against the etched walls of the cliff and seemingly a part of its design. We held hands and a flood of happy...
by Kristianne Stewart | Apr 4, 2020 | Faith, PTSD, Self-Compassion, Spiritual Growth
Words are art. A deliberate stringing of words becomes one of the highest forms of human expression when it gives a voice to our heart. Songs of my Soul is a collection of my prayers, musings and reflection. It’s the beautiful stuff found in showing God’s...
by Kristianne Stewart | Mar 27, 2020 | PTSD, Self-Compassion, Spiritual Growth
Three apples rolled aimlessly across the basket as I leaned into the grocery cart for more support. Halfway down the snacks aisle, I heard my name called and an acquaintance stopped me. “Is that you? What happened to you?” Looking sideways in a haze of pain, I...
