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This life is long— vibrant, wild, messy, beautiful, profound— and always accompanied by the quiet, unwavering melody of love. Always,...

As I press into life's tender embrace, calla lilies burst with promises, their perfume swirling in the air, and the sky drips with...

The horizon, once ablaze with the fervor of day, is now gently extinguished, fading into a serene indigo abyss; the sky dons a cloak of...

Sadness presses her cheek against the window sill of my heart, her tears tracing the veins of my crimson walls. She clings to me like a...

Sadness has become one of my greatest teachers.

Grief has a strange way of revealing what we’ve tried to hide—even from ourselves.

This is a reflection on what it means to give, to be unseen, and to reclaim the sacred space of the heart as something rare, worthy, and no longer open to just anyone.

Last year unfolded with the tender touch of sunlight weaving through the trees, casting warmth upon my chest and cradling my soft heart....