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.

I’m Becky and I’m so glad you’re here! Find out more about me and what My Ink Dance means . Take a look around and don’t forget to grab your free gift!

Relax friend. Come as you are. This is a place to be real and exhale. I’m so glad you came!

Bleeding Out

I used to be one of them. The only thing higher than my hands was my gaze. I had the sway, in the Spirit of course. Tears, laughter, yelling–it didn’t matter. It was all genuine. From the view in the balcony that feels like a lifetime ago. Sitting here I wonder what happened, what changed? […]

Whisper Scared

I lay there under the blankets, our bodies close in the dark. I whisper my fear as our foreheads touch and my eyes search for an anchor. I’m watching trees that are tall and deep and shallow and young trying to hold on in the storms, but the raging winds tear at them and break […]

I have someone for you to meet.

Who’s Becky? Well, if I’m being truly real here I have two answers: 1. It’s me. Yes, I use Rebecca for my writing. Why? Well, because I like it better for that. But if I’m being really, real here (not just lowfat ice cream kind of real)…I’m Becky. It’s who I’ve always been and I’m […]

Still Holding On

I may not have hit the ground with a thud yet, but I’m hanging on for dear life. I can’t let go this time. I will not let my need for perfect override my need for progress. Here, right now, these words are progress. I’m learning things here in my imperfect world of words. I’m […]

When did I become timid?

FIERCE, STRONG-WILLED, INDEPENDENT, HEADSTRONG, OUTSPOKEN. All me. Or at least that was me. I’m not sure when things changed and I became….weak. At least it feels like weakness. When you’ve spent your whole life being one thing and you suddenly look in the mirror and you cannot recognize the person starting back, you start to […]

Afraid to Write

I have a journal I’m afraid to write in. What if I write on those creamy lined pages and they don’t? (Make me famous, that is.) What if I write the wrong words? What if it never happens? See, I am not one of those people who wants my words to simply exist in a […]

Wednesday’s Writing

Wednesdays I will be offering a writing prompt and my response. Please feel free to share your response as well. This will encourage us to stretch ourselves to write in new ways. Happy ink dance! Prompt: Begin with, ‘I thought I saw…’* “I thought I saw you in the new spring leaves, but then in […]

Getting to know me…….

Since we’re both new here (and I’m trying to figure out exactly what I’m doing here) I thought I should tell you a little bit about my favorite things. These are a few… Favorite place….my bed. Seriously. Second place….the beach (off season). Favorite food…chocolate. Favorite color…blue. Favorite thing to do…spend time with my family. Favorite […]

Out of the Box

Yeller. Impatient. Tense. Easily frustrated. This is the mom I see when I look at myself. And sadly, those are parts of me. But that is not all of me. Dare I say, it is not even most of me. Do you ever compare yourself to other moms? I know I do. I think that […]

Wednesday’s Writing

Wednesdays I will be offering a writing prompt and my response. Please feel free to share your response as well. This will encourage us to stretch ourselves to write in new ways. Happy ink dance! Prompt: Write a letter to the 10-year-old child you had been. To my 10-year-old self, You won’t be the first […]