Authenticity
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I Keep Coming Back to Kate Bush (Because She’s a 4, and So Am I)
There are artists you like, and then there are the ones you return to like a secret place inside yourself you forgot you left open. For me, that’s Kate Bush. Every time I wander away, life gets too loud or too linear, and suddenly I’m craving something stranger, deeper, more emotional. And there she is. Continue reading
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No Vacations, No Retirement —Just Grit and Grace
I grew up in what my mother called “working poor.” It wasn’t a label we wore publicly. It was just… life. At first, I thought we were like everyone else. I thought soup kitchens were just another kind of restaurant. I thought thrift stores were where everyone got their clothes. I thought rich meant your Continue reading
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The Art of Fragrance: Memory, Mystery, and Musky Skin
There was a time in my life when I worked behind a fragrance and cosmetics counter at a large department store. The lights were soft but flattering, the glass counters sparkled, and I was surrounded by bottles—tiny, elegant sculptures filled with emotion. That’s what perfume is, really: emotion in liquid form. Back then, I didn’t Continue reading
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The People and Forces I Look to for Guidance
List the people you admire and look to for advice… In life, we often find ourselves seeking wisdom, understanding, and direction from those who have shaped us, whether they are people, moments, or even invisible forces. For me, my guidance comes from a combination of both tangible and intangible sources that help me navigate the Continue reading
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Surprise! I Finally Got My Hair Done—And It Felt Like Coming Back to Life
It’s wild how much we can put off when we’re just trying to survive. For me, something as simple as a hair appointment slowly became this massive emotional hurdle. I hadn’t been to a real salon since before my mom passed away—over 4.5 years ago. And then, earlier this year, I had surgery, which took Continue reading
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Introducing The Dreamer’s Soul — My YouTube Channel for Deep Feelers, Thinkers, and Dreamers
There’s a space between the written word and the spoken one, where feeling, reflection, and raw honesty live. That’s the space I created The Dreamer’s Soul for. It’s more than just a YouTube channel. It’s a visual extension of everything I carry in my heart, the thoughts I can’t always capture in writing, and the Continue reading
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Romanticizing Life as an INFJ: Why I Stopped Trying to Fit In
There’s something quietly powerful about choosing to live life as art. I used to spend a lot of energy trying to explain myself—why I felt things so deeply, why I noticed small details that others overlooked, why I never quite fit in no matter how hard I tried. Being an INFJ means constantly walking the Continue reading
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Dear INFJ: Letter #3 – You Were Never Meant to Be Small
Dear INFJ, You’ve spent so much of your life folding yourself into quieter versions of who you are. You learned how to dim your light, not because it wasn’t bright, but because it made others squint. You learned how to carry other people’s pain without them even asking, like it was your job, your purpose, Continue reading
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Dear INFJ: Letter #2 – Your depth is a gift
I see you. I see how the world looks at you and whispers that you’re “too much.” Too intense. Too deep. Too emotional. Too serious. Too… something. And maybe, for a while, you believed them. Maybe you tried to tone it down, to laugh a little louder at jokes that didn’t land, to nod along Continue reading
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Alone
I am sending this question out into the void. Who should I lean on when I have no one? Continue reading
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Raw
I stand before the mirror, bare. A woman. Raw. My body, defiant in its existence, stares back at me. Feminine curves, unapologetic and soft, yet unyielding. A tight stomach, not sculpted by deprivation but by the breath I have held through heartache, by the steady rise and fall of survival. Curvaceous hips, wide and steady, Continue reading
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The Inheritance of Ash and Earth
I was born from ruin, from hunger,a child of sorrow stitched from the remnants of history,woven together with the thread of survival.From the bones of a world broken and reformed,I rose, carrying the weight of two broken pastsand the hope of something that could heal the cracks between them.A body made from ghosts,an echo of Continue reading
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Success Isn’t About Showing Off
For as long as I can remember, the idea of flaunting success has never resonated with me. Designer logos, luxury cars, extravagant homes – none of that has ever felt like success to me. While I can admire quality craftsmanship, I’ve never found fulfillment in accumulating things just to show the world I’ve “made it.” Continue reading
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Becoming Me: Embracing Adventure, Freedom, and the Vibrancy of Life
For as long as I can remember, I lived cautiously, almost mechanically. My decisions, my actions, my very way of being, everything was shaped by an invisible, yet very real, wall of fear and responsibility. A wall I didn’t know I had built, but one that was firmly in place, holding me back from the Continue reading
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