I know this whittling away well, and the surge of life that returns when you recognize that simply isn’t your world anymore. Every day is new and, while a relearning, delicious. You are once again the Queen simply because you are life, my friend. Sending hugs and colour and light as you make your way in the world you desire and deeply deserve. 🩵✨👸
It’s such a sharp way of describing how we learn to lower ourselves to survive what once felt normal. And the ending carries a quiet triumph—not dramatic revenge, just the profound act of recognising your worth and walking away from the room that kept asking you to shrink. 🌹
Thank you, yes I think the kindest way is to understand gently for yourself and for that other person. Everyone has their own journey and there are times when it can no longer converge with yours 💙
I really resonated with your reflection, "Well, I'm not in that little place anymore." It is such a relief that you have moved beyond that phase.
Last week, while I was discussing your recent letters with a friend, my Alexa randomly started playing "Sweet Caroline." I stopped mid-sentence, and when my friend asked why, I told her it was the song you had recently shared. I then recounted what you wrote about it—your memories of your mom and dad—and in that moment, the world felt beautifully small and connected. Thank you for sharing your journey; I so enjoy reading your letters.
What a lovely synchronicity, I think we are all far more connected with each other and the earth than we realise. I am so happy that you like the writing and that you're here. 💙
It is so heartening to experience those moments of reciprocated synchronicity. Your mention of CeeLo’s "Crazy" brings back a specific memory for me as well. I once dated someone who had a genuine fascination with slugs and snails, and she would get so excited whenever we spotted them. One late night after a heavy rain, we went outside to look for them and found two snails in the throes of their own passion right on the front walk. We were both speechless until I softly started singing "You make me crazy..."—Kim had to sit down she was laughing so hard. Thank you for creating a space where these lovely, connected moments can be shared.
I know this whittling away well, and the surge of life that returns when you recognize that simply isn’t your world anymore. Every day is new and, while a relearning, delicious. You are once again the Queen simply because you are life, my friend. Sending hugs and colour and light as you make your way in the world you desire and deeply deserve. 🩵✨👸
Thank you for encouragement, my beautiful soul. Glad to have found you and your work. 💙💙💙
She had been taught
to make herself smaller
for so long
that taking up space
required a pregnancy —
a reason the world
couldn't argue with.
Until she found
she was reason enough
herself.
— AËLA
Your beautiful poetic comments always bring me light and hope. Thank you 💙
It’s such a sharp way of describing how we learn to lower ourselves to survive what once felt normal. And the ending carries a quiet triumph—not dramatic revenge, just the profound act of recognising your worth and walking away from the room that kept asking you to shrink. 🌹
Thank you, yes I think the kindest way is to understand gently for yourself and for that other person. Everyone has their own journey and there are times when it can no longer converge with yours 💙
Absolutely 💯
I totally relate to the only pregnant woman in the whole world! I understand, you find yourself again, absolutely and definitely 💙💙
It's so funny to look back on it, I literally thought the world should revolve around me, and now I only want it to revolve around them!
Yes i get it💜
I really resonated with your reflection, "Well, I'm not in that little place anymore." It is such a relief that you have moved beyond that phase.
Last week, while I was discussing your recent letters with a friend, my Alexa randomly started playing "Sweet Caroline." I stopped mid-sentence, and when my friend asked why, I told her it was the song you had recently shared. I then recounted what you wrote about it—your memories of your mom and dad—and in that moment, the world felt beautifully small and connected. Thank you for sharing your journey; I so enjoy reading your letters.
What a lovely synchronicity, I think we are all far more connected with each other and the earth than we realise. I am so happy that you like the writing and that you're here. 💙
It is so heartening to experience those moments of reciprocated synchronicity. Your mention of CeeLo’s "Crazy" brings back a specific memory for me as well. I once dated someone who had a genuine fascination with slugs and snails, and she would get so excited whenever we spotted them. One late night after a heavy rain, we went outside to look for them and found two snails in the throes of their own passion right on the front walk. We were both speechless until I softly started singing "You make me crazy..."—Kim had to sit down she was laughing so hard. Thank you for creating a space where these lovely, connected moments can be shared.