The Weaver: What the Ruins Taught Me About Repair

A Journey Through The Fragments There is a moment, after the fire,when the air hangs heavy.Not peaceful —just empty. The storm has passed.The rebellion has spoken.And you are still here. Frayed.But still breathing. This is where the Weaver enters.A hush.A thread waiting. Not to fix.Not to return to how it was.But to begin again withContinueContinue reading “The Weaver: What the Ruins Taught Me About Repair”

The Storm: Honouring the Fierce Grace Within

Some feelings aren’t meant to be managed. The Storm is a poetic reflection on carrying, releasing, and honouring the fierce grace of anger and healing.

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