… and what sprouts in my death?

The sea is an aesthetic persona, representing both storm and calm. With a soul as deep as the ocean’s depths, the Sea conceals an infinite calm beneath a surface of roaring waves. The sea’s exterior may be wild and unpredictable, but at its core, there is always a duality –…

do you feel how exhausted you are? we all are? our society, our non-human companions, our ecosystems, the so-called natural resources? might it be helpful to become aware of our numbing fatigue? how can we help each other being aware in a careful way? to dare feeling into our overwhelm…

What is breathing inside my breath?

a little piece left of white debranded sweets coated with pink  sprinkled with seeds savoured maybe I would have picked dark but you choose to gift light bit by bit I lit

A collection of worlds to be traveled as a Landscape Gradually dropping through layers of fear and overwhelm, slowly traveling through worlds, frozen memory lands of unsafety and hurt. I feel sorrow and discomfort as I travel. I am always alone when I am here. Somewhere between dreaming and waking…

Once upon a time The Translator, in the darkness, bade us ask ‘Hello heart! How are you?’ and Dog understood. And our heart replies these days: i am still aching healed, yes, longing, true stillness was the key tears to soothe sorrows gratitude to breathe -Dog

Once upon a time The Translator, in the darkness, bade us ask ‘Hello heart! How are you?’ and Dog understood. And our heart replies these days: i am still aching healed, yes, longing, true stillness was the key tears to soothe sorrows gratitude to breathe -Dog

Feeling seen through The Prism Broken into parts Losing _ self in the mind Dissolving _ boundaries Giving _ all to the idea _ need _ To build us A work of art A monument Eternally becoming Higher Stronger Reaching Rooted Still ?

I found the depths of dipping our darkest days into the hands of water. – The one who walks