Sometimes I skip to the end when the suspense is just too much to bear. Then I go back, page by page, and read all the juicy word-by-word detail. It’s always been easier for me. The knowing, that is. In it, I can center in and settle down. I can fall into the story with abandon, joining every word in its own moment without underlying urgency that I mustn’t linger there. It’s curious how the story takes on new meaning when we are acquainted with the end. We experience the subtly of every tiny detail with full revelation that what…
MY LIFE IS DEDICATED TO CREATING SPACES THAT PULL THE INVISIBLE INTO THE REALM OF THE SEEN…BECAUSE IT IS THE UNSEEN WHERE THE SOUL RESIDES.
MY FASCINATION WITH HOW WE TRANSFORM OUR SURROUNDINGS, HAS EVOLVED INTO A FASCINATION WITH HOW WE WILLINGLY ALLOW WHAT WE GO THROUGH TO TRANSFORM THE INTERIORS OF WHO WE ARE.
Have you noticed that there are some people who change the room just by being precisely who they are?
There are those who are absorbed by trends, opinions, popularity. And then there are those who elevate us by refusing to be anyone but themselves.
These are the room-changers. The ones who shift the energy. The ones who bring beauty to everything they touch.
THERE IS NO TIME TO BE LIKE ANYTHING OR ANYONE BUT SIMPLY AND METICULOUSLY MORE LIKE YOU.
The Knowing
Sometimes I skip to the end when the suspense is just too much to bear. Then I go back, page…
MANY THINGS
My heartbeat plays like a violin most of the time. Not quite sorrowful. Not quite serene. There is this longing…
THE DISSECTION
He stands in the center of the small room to make himself known. Although he calmly utters words that sound…
TWENTY-ONE DAYS
I nearly drowned. At least that’s how it felt. To burst out laughing under water. To imagine taking my last…