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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥?: Digital Diary #15 (6-19-25) Entering this Solstice dancing with the flames💃🏽🔥🌅 I have so much gratitude for the unknown right now. I thought that when I decided to let it all go that it would create more fear. But, when I say I’m free falling, the answer is in the word, I feel free. I feel more free without the “foundation” I thought was bringing me comfort and stability. I don’t even have the answers and yet, day by day, I feel lighter and more sure of myself. I feel the support that holds me in the spaces between everything I thought I knew. What I know is what got me here and the longer I fall in the unknown, the further I find myself from the person I was before I started all of this. The closer I find myself to my dreams. The more daring I get with my visions, the more I see that it can be easy, easeful, effortless. That, the only person in my way was myself. And I have gratitude for her, because she introduced me to this new sense of self, she laid the path to this moment now. Have a great now🫶🏽🌈🦋🌱🌌

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞: Digital Diary #14 (5-21-25) 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 Have a beautiful now🫶🏽🌈🦋🌅

𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐢𝐞: Digital Diary #13 (5-14-25)

𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡: Digital Diary #12 (5-1-25) I LOVE paradox. How can two opposing things both be true? Nothing about it makes sense, YET somehow it makes complete sense in its nonsensicality. You can, indeed, feel the full spectrum of emotions all at once. And when you do you sit in the eye of the storm where the calm awaits and holds you in an intense, grounding presence. I am so grateful for Ramen, for our special fur babies that come into this world asking for nothing and giving everything. For the unconditional love and joy they teach. For the fleeting, yet deeply impactful time, they are here. While death can feel sudden when it arrives, it’s no mystery that it’s always been on its way. I hold this close everyday and it’s what grounds me in presence and compassion. I love you all, happy 1st of May🫶🏽🌈🦋🌅

𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝘚𝘰 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭. 𝘈 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘚𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘐𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘈 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘹 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦… 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘈 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶🦋

Digital Diary #11 (Part 3): Illusions of Comfort 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘔𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘉𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴- 𝘞𝘪𝘴𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 “𝘸𝘦.” 𝘝𝘦𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘎𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘦, 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. 𝘈𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦-𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺. 𝘈 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦, 𝘸𝘦’𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘔𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘴. 𝘊𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. 🫶🏽🦋🌈🌌🌱

Digital Diary #11 (Part 2): Great Manifestations & Their Shadow 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦, 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯-𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯. 𝘙𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘋𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘕𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

Digital Diary #11 (Part 1) Holding Space for Transformation 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩-
𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢, 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨.  𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺,
𝘈𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯,
𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯-𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤,
𝘓𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘩𝘴  𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤. 𝘖𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘱.
𝘚𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 -𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵,
𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳- 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦’𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳. 
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦,
𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦.
𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳… 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘳. 🌀🌊🦋🌌

Digital Diary #10 (Part 2): Remembering the Rainbow, 4-22-2025 Dancing in the portal between spaces 🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬. 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵, 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘈𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥- 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥. 𝘌𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴- 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮: 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮. 𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯, 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘺. 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘺. 𝘈 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮. 🌱🦋🌀🌅

Digital Diary #10 (Part 1): Becoming the Rainbow, 4-22-2025 It’s been so fulfilling to come back to my art. I didn’t realize how much I missed the freedom of creating and connecting to myself through that process. I do it all the time with my tattoo clients and forgot I needed that one on one time with myself too. I’m excited to continue working on these older unfinished pieces and bring them to life with the new energy of my current self🌈🌻🌌