This space isn’t about being seen. It’s about honesty, release and peace.
If it’s read, beautiful. If it’s not, it still serves its purpose.

This space isn’t about being seen. It’s about honesty, release and peace.
If it’s read, beautiful. If it’s not, it still serves its purpose.
That’s exactly what I miss —the passion, the closeness, the warmth of people, their brightness. Barcelona,…
Over the past weeks, many moments have gathered themselves together.Moments that slowly led me to understand…
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I have figured something out—though I would be a fool to believe I have figured it…
At the beginning of this year, a dear friend sent me a video. If there is…
It’s strange what one day can do. What one writing session can offer. How it can…
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I hear a woman asking to be seen, longing to be loved for who she truly…
I don’t know how to begin again. The past few days—weeks—have been heavy. Truly heavy. I’ve…