Inspiration
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New Video: A Pause, A Return, & New Creativity
I took a few weeks away from social media and YouTube to pause, reflect, and recharge. Now I’m back!! I am ready to create, share, and explore ideas with authenticity and joy. Pauses aren’t setbacks; they’re preparation for what comes next. Here’s to creating again, fully and intentionally. Continue reading
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Bracing For Fall
When I was little, every season in Washington carried its own kind of magic. Summer was blackberry stained fingers and stubborn sunsets that lingered long after bedtime. Spring was cherry blossoms scattered across wet sidewalks, tulips rising out of soggy earth. Winter was snow on the Cascades, holiday lights against dark evergreens, breath curling white Continue reading
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The Pacific Northwest: A Place That Feels Like Soul
What I love most about living in the Pacific Northwest is the way contrasts coexist, not as opposites, but as complements. On the horizon, Mount Rainier rises with a kind of silent majesty, its presence steady and almost mythic. Even when it hides behind clouds, I can feel it there, like a secret guardian watching Continue reading
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Cleansed: A Meditative Water Journey
Filmed in black and white, Cleansed is a meditation on renewal. It begins with light, with dryness, with restraint. And slowly, quietly, it unfolds into something softer, wetter, and more vulnerable. The water falls not just on my skin, but through the layers of armor we so often wear in this world. As the droplets Continue reading
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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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Inspiring
I found this video today. It is very eye opening!! Continue reading
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The Woman I Saw in Myself: Loving Katharine Hepburn
There are women I admire. And then there are women who remind me of myself before I had language for who I was. Katharine Hepburn is that woman. I can’t tell you the first time I saw her, I don’t mean watched her, I mean felt her. That sudden stillness in my chest, like someone 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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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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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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Friday Night Reset: Digital Painting & Sushi
Some weeks just drag, and by Friday, I needed a reset. So, I ordered some sushi, curled up with my dog, Chewy, and opened Procreate to paint the stress away. While I enjoyed my food, Chewy happily lounged beside me, probably hoping for a bite (he got a treat instead). In the span of a 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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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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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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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
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