🌘The Ones Who Stayed Awake
When the old world slipped into darkness, someone had to keep the fires alive.
🕯️ The Masks We Remember
When I was a child, I thought masks were made for pretending.
Now I know they were made for remembering.
London — Where the Fog Teaches Silence
Some places feel like a return rather than an arrival.
London was that for me — not new, just waiting.
✴️ When the Veil Thins
They say this is the time of year when the veil between worlds grows thin.
But perhaps that veil was never about life and death — maybe it was always about awareness. About how much of what we feel, we actually allow ourselves to see.
🌕 The Joy of Finding Your Tribe
It’s been barely a month since I stepped into this new world as an author — still learning, still finding my rhythm…
4w30d1m – The Return to Human Design
The further we drift from nature, the more complicated “health” becomes.
We invent systems to manage what instinct once guided with ease.