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Valentine’s Day Evening: Sick at Home but Creating Art
Valentine’s Day—an evening of candlelit dinners, thoughtful gestures, and love in all its forms. But this year, I find myself wrapped in a blanket, not in romance, but in tissues and herbal tea. The universe had other plans. While others are out celebrating, I’m here, feeling the weight of the day in an entirely different Continue reading
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The Weight We Carry: Learning to Rest Before We Break
I’ve spent years carrying weight that wasn’t mine—stress, expectations, unspoken grief, the silent demands of a world that never stops moving. I’ve pushed through exhaustion, convinced that rest was something to be earned rather than something I inherently deserved. But last night, as I lay on the massage table, feeling the deep pressure of hands Continue reading
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Saturday Evening Art
It’s Saturday evening, and I’m unwinding from the day with a cup of tea, my dog curled up beside me. The soft glow of incense drifts through the air, wrapping the room in warmth as I settle into the quiet. The week has been long, but tonight is for stillness, creativity, and a little time Continue reading
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A Portrait of Light: Painting Myself Into the Aurora
There is something about the aurora that feels like a language I almost understand. It moves with a kind of knowing, a silent rhythm written in color, never still, never fully graspable, yet undeniably real. It exists in the space between darkness and light, between earth and sky, between what is seen and what is Continue reading
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Why I Bought an iPad: A Return to Drawing and Self-Expression
Recently, I decided to treat myself to something I’ve been thinking about for a while – I splurged on an iPad. It might seem like just another piece of technology, but for me, it’s so much more. It’s a step toward rediscovering a part of myself I’ve let drift away: drawing. When I was younger, Continue reading
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The beauty of the small things: embracing the hidden depths of everyday life

There’s a quiet magic in the world that most people overlook, the kind of beauty that doesn’t shout to be seen, but quietly whispers to those who know how to listen. It’s in the warmth of the sun on your face as you step outside in the morning, the way the breeze dances gently through Continue reading
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Slow Mornings: A Quiet Ritual of Solitude and Reflection
There’s a certain stillness I’ve come to cherish in the early hours of the morning, a time when the world feels paused, and I can exist solely with my thoughts. These slow mornings, spent in the quiet company of Chewy, my little dachshund, have become a vital part of my day. It’s during these precious Continue reading
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Amélie: A Mirror to My Soul

There are certain moments in life when art seems to reach into the very depths of your soul and reveal parts of you that you never knew could be expressed. That’s exactly how I felt when I first watched Amélie. It wasn’t just a film—it felt like someone had stepped into my mind, observed my Continue reading

