There are phases of life where nothing obvious is happening, yet everything is changing. No dramatic milestones.No new relationships.No big announcements. Just long mornings. Slow afternoons. Time spent in bed thinking. Remembering. Reorganizing memories like old photographs spread across the floor. For a long time, I thought these periods meant life had paused. Now I… Continue reading Shadow Work in a Liminal Season
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The Woman I Didn’t Understand Until I Grew Up
I didn’t grow up admiring her — I grew up inside the story the world told about her. Years later, with distance and adulthood, I began to see something different: not a symbol of beauty, but a woman reclaiming authorship over her own image, aging, and identity.