Category: Poetry & Healing

  • ⌛️ Whispers Stitched in Dust

    Home I imagine myself a sand dune in a barren desert, shaped each day by unseen breezes our hopes, our disappointments, our quiet tragedies and rare moments of light. I rise and fall, never the same, yet always carrying the weight of all that has passed. One day, a heavy rain will come, flattening every…

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  • 🪡 Threadlight

    Home Each stitch, a breath pulled through fabric, a whispered prayer in the language of the fingers. My body aches — bone-tired and silken-heavy — but in the hush between threads I rise. The needle knows what I cannot name: how pain becomes praise and thread becomes light. Closer, with every puncture, to the source…

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  • 🔆 Thread of Light

    Home Not every rescue arrives with sirens. Sometimes, it’s just a voice— low, careful, true— saying, “You’ll get through this.” No map, no fix, just presence. A soft thread woven through a frayed day. And those of us who have sat too long in rooms where the silence was louder than our breath— we know…

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