My Ink Dance

Discovering Extraordinary Grace in an Ordinary Life

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This is a place for you to discover extraordinary grace in ordinary life.

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Take Shelter

I have more than enough. That’s just enough, thank you. That’s enough. ENOUGH! I’ll never be enough. How can one word take me from fully satisfied to wrung out to puddle at my feet? The gratitude and insecurity and rage swirl in my body, in my head, in my heart like a tornado and everyone […]

A Pen Can Ruin Everything

I reached into the dryer and pulled a handful of clothes into the basket. As I pulled I heard the clink of plastic hitting the floor. There it was at my feet. A pen. A pen with deep blue ink covering the clicker at the top. No, no, no. See, I knew what this meant. […]

Five Minute Friday…Red

I may have missed a few, but it is Friday after all. I’m imperfectly attempting this writer life. I’m staying in the water even though my lips are blue and my teeth chatter. I’m not giving up. So here it is, linked up with Lisa-Jo Baker because I can do anything for five minutes: Fridays. […]

Axe to the Grindstone

There’s a quiet in my heart that is telling me to get ready. In this writing adventure it’s time for me to put the axe to the grindstone and begin hacking through ideas to create words that are ready to use. Winter is coming and I have no idea what it will be like. but […]

Five Minute Friday…Story

Another Friday; another chance to stretch. Stretching my writing muscles, my comfort, my sweep this whole writing thing under the rug and pretend it doesn’t burn in me. I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday. Five minutes. One word. No editing. No rethinking. Just writing. Today’s word: Story GO Did you every […]

Five Minute Friday….Broken

I’m trying something new here. I’m linking up to Lisa-Jo’s weekly writing exercise Five Minute Friday. This is a stretch for me. You’ll see why. 5 minutes. No editing. Just writing. One word prompt. Start…write….stop. That’s it. Let’s do this before I change my mind. This week’s word: Broken   GO Sometimes I feel broken. […]

Was That the Door?

I actually stood at my kitchen sink and wondered aloud: I’m here Lord. Are you? It sounds ridiculous. But if real is what I’m after than I need to tell you…I don’t always know He’s here. I have a difficult time finding him when I’m facing a table strewn with toys and papers and markers. […]

Five Minute Friday…Present

I’m trying something new here. I’m linking up to Lisa-Jo’s weekly writing exercise Five Minute Friday. This is a stretch for me. You’ll see why. 5 minutes. No editing. Just writing. One word prompt. Start…write….stop. That’s it. Let’s do this before I change my mind. This week’s word: Present GO The air around me feels […]

Monsters in the Closet

I pretend that I can keep myself contained. I somehow lie to myself thinking that I can just show people what I want them to see, even if it’s not the ideal me. But being a heart on your sleeve kind of person complicates the desire to keep things neat and tidy. I started my […]

Seeing Beyond My Hard

Sometimes I get so tired of hearing my own voice. It always sounds louder than I intended, as if it is amplified as it comes back to me. My words bounce off walls closing in tighter around me. Suddenly, I’m claustrophobic. It seems as if the words reverberating are taking up the air space and […]