creative-writing
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Snow Falls, But I Am Warm
There’s snow outside today, soft and gentle, falling quietly as if the world itself is holding its breath. The air is sharp with cold, but somehow, I feel a warmth in my heart, unexpected and comforting. It’s a warmth that rises slowly, as if it’s been there all along, just waiting for the right moment 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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Elphaba, Glinda, and the INFJ-ESFJ Dynamic: The Clash of Depth and Conformity
I’ve been reflecting a lot lately on how different Enneagram types interact in books and films. As an INFJ 4w5, I’ve always been fascinated by the complexities of character dynamics, particularly the tension between characters who are polar opposites but somehow find themselves intertwined. It’s this sort of contrast that adds a deep, almost magnetic Continue reading
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In the Quiet of What Was
There’s a peculiar kind of space that exists now, neither empty nor filled, but suspended in a way that feels both unsettling and inevitable. It’s strange how something so dynamic can shift into something so intangible, and yet, it lingers. Like a theory untested, or an idea that hasn’t quite reached its conclusion. It’s not 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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A Love Letter to Spice
I didn’t grow up with spice. My mom, born and raised in Germany, considered a lot of black pepper too bold, a reckless gamble on an otherwise perfectly balanced dish. Our meals were careful, deliberate, steeped in history. Vinegar for brightness, cloves for warmth, paprika for depth. Butter melted into broth, softening the sharp edges Continue reading
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In Between
This poem, In Between, is meant to be spoken over Pat Metheny’s Phase Dance. The rhythm of the words aligns with the fluid, improvisational energy of the music. Begin reciting at the opening of the track, letting the tempo and mood guide your delivery. Adjust your pacing to match the ebb and flow of the Continue reading
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Stillness
Pure stillness in the air tonight,Long shadows stretch beneath the light.Every breath is sharp and clear,An empty world, so calm, so near.Silence holds the evening close,Every sound feels soft, morose. Trees stand bare against the sky,As winds move slowly, passing by.Lit windows flicker in the dark,Keeping warmth within each heart.The cold wraps round with gentle Continue reading
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Half of Me
There’s a half of me I keep in shadows,tucked beneath the surface where no one sees.A quiet hum of longing, a melody unsung,a bridge that spans the distance between who I amand who I might have been. Half of me craves roots,anchored in the soil of certainty,nurtured by stability,while the other halfdreams of flight—windswept freedom,the 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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The Home I Carry With Me
Home. It’s a word that holds so much meaning. For years, I thought it was simply a place like the house I grew up in, the rooms that felt familiar, the roof that kept everything out. I thought it was a fixed thing, a physical space that defined where I belonged. But over time, I’ve 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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The Courage to Be Authentic in a World That Pushes Conformity
Authenticity has always been like a quiet whisper inside of me, urging me to show up as I truly am. It’s a knowing that runs deep in my chest, one that tells me I should embrace who I am, no matter how much it feels like I might be “too much” for the world around Continue reading
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Metacognition: Unraveling the Layers of Thought and Self-Awareness
Metacognition is a concept that resonates deeply with the nature of introspection and self-awareness. At its most basic level, it is the act of thinking about our thinking, an awareness of the processes through which we form thoughts, solve problems, and make decisions. For individuals like myself, whose internal world is rich with reflection and Continue reading
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Today. Today is the day!
I’ve been waiting for the perfect moment, the right words, or the right inspiration to spark this journey. But the truth is, there will never be a “perfect” moment. I realized that the time to start was now—today. Today is the day to step into this space, to share the thoughts, the feelings, the questions Continue reading
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