The Amused Mirror
Currently stepping into a new role, with bigger shoes to fill, one that’s certain to have me experiencing more worlds, following a now tangible, long since untangled thread, connecting with other’s worlds in dialogue and stimulating conversations and spinning yarns along the way.
Recent posts
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Before
Before stories of the world around were written upon my body what is the story of me that’s true in my bones before heaviness and expectations set in? what shell must I break? what skins must I shed? so that I can be the most truly me instance of me I intended to be?
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Maybe
Maybe there was a reason for the delay before this she would spiral, insistent doubts competing for attention, drowning out any attempts to continue. This day it landed differently, all there was in that pause was silence, delay felt filled with relief and time, all the time in the world to wonder, what now?
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When
When we met, once you began trusting, you told us, “the truth is stranger than the truth that is said to be stranger than fiction”, and we believed you. We were the first, had you imagined then that anyone would? Never told you how we knew, when, in time, that would be remembered too.