03/01/2026
From ground-breaking revelations to all-forgetting overwhelm, and new riverbeds of nourishment. Cancerian blessings. Getting more comfortable with dying, every time realization lands.
Glad somewhere in between, these words left.
Excerpt of my first Substack entrance.
‚My heart is tender.
And I am realizing it will stay that way.
Always all-feeling, always on the cusp of my own faith, always naked & true. There is days, I fall prey to my own fear, for how in the world will I be able to tend to life. A mother of two, in a new country, with huge responsibilities & little physical capacity.
People eat me alive without bad intentions, they throw me off guard, deep into confusion, without bad intentions. I am never indifferent.
A bright heart has always company, & demands its solitude to digest the hearts of the world.
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Tomorrow we begin in love. 🪽🤍🪽