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The Cost of Closeness in the Creator Economy
As someone who wants to turn their creative work into income, I’ve been sorting through my feelings about monetization lately, and I keep returning to the same uneasy place because I still don’t know what to do with it. I want to write. I want to make things. I want…
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The Shape of What Remains: When Memory Has Nowhere to Go
I was sitting at my desk, some mornings ago, bright light coming through the windows, coffee poured, trying to get a little stitching done before the day picked up speed. I’ve been working on a piece for the kitchen, trying to further emulate the window from my paternal grandparents’ kitchen,…
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One Open Window: Physical Proof of Overwhelm
The first real stretch of Spring warmth hit last week, and I opened the windows, like I always do, when the air finally softens enough. For a minute, the whole house felt different, lighter. Like it could breathe again. And I think that made it harder to ignore everything else.…
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Thoughts from the Goblin Cave: The Slow Return to Writing
I tend to think of myself as a goblin. Not the chaotic internet kind, but the squishy sort that lives in a little green cave full of plants, books, and soft light, collecting interesting things and arranging them just so. A bit of driftwood here… a stack of notebooks there. …
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Raised by Wonder: A National Geographic Childhood
When I was little, I spent hours in a sitting room that didn’t quite belong to the rest of my grandparents’ house. The carpet was pale ivory, and the furniture the kind of ornate Victorian stylings that made you sit up a little straighter, even as a kid. My grandmother’s…
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A Better Way to Focus: The Magic of Shared Energy
The first time I encountered the concept of ‘co-working’ was in the 2010s. A friend joined a group of his peers and, together, they leased a small office – not to collaborate, but to have a dedicated space to convene while working. No meetings. No talking necessary. Just showing up…
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Reclaiming the Garden: Finding My Way Back to the Soil
I’ve reached a point with my garden where all I feel is overwhelmed – and a little sad. This isn’t what gardening used to be for me. Gardening has always been part of my life. It feeds my soul, sustains my body, and roots me in the rhythms of nature.…
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Solfeggio Frequencies: The Ancient Resonance of Sound
There’s something about sound that bypasses logic and goes straight to the soul. I’ve find myself deeply drawn to things that exist in that liminal space between science and mysticism, what we know and what we sense. So, when I first stumbled across the concept of Solfeggio Frequencies, it felt…
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