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A line from a poem, the last conversation between lovers, a note of encouragement at the right moment. Words are like pocket lamps we carry with us, when all the light has gone out. I am a collector and curator of these words, navigating the world by constellations of sentences, stories, and fragile hope.
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A beautifully designed digital, seasonal journal for sensitive souls, busy minds, and anyone craving a deeper connection to life's natural rhythms. Slow down and find presence with guided reflection, embodied rituals, and creative practices. Give yourself permission to gently align with the ebb and flow of energy while nurturing your soul.