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through the cracks | whispered ramblings
Dearest reader, whomever you might be at this stage, welcome to another whispered ramblings. The last one of these posts I wrote was from October 2020, I am the lost and found. That feels like a lifetime ago, but it is probably more like five. I haven’t written properly in quite a while, but this…
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I am the lost and found. | whispered ramblings
Sometimes, it takes a lot of getting lost before you can find yourself exactly where you are supposed to be. Growing up, I always felt out of place. Like, somehow, in spite of Its all-seeing all-knowing eye, the Universe had made a mistake and planted my soul in the wrong time & place. Some nights,…
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how to beat the darkness | whispered ramblings
It’s been almost a month since I wrote a “whispered ramblings” post. I have been too busy working on making things happen & convincing Reality to accept and wear the beautiful dress I made for her. I am writing this one for myself mostly as I am in need of a reminder of the strength…
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tired of not being there yet | whispered ramblings
These days, I am floating in a blurry bubble where Time is both suspended and still raging mercilessly inside & outside me. It has been hard for me to do anything much in the past two to three weeks. To my greatest misery. I feel as though I sat down on the couch one evening…
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coffee everywhere | whispered ramblings
It is way past 1AM, so I guess it is time for one of these. I’ve been trying to write, but nothing is coming out. Not that I don’t have anything to say ; I’ve been feeling so many things, thinking too many things — it has to go somewhere… But I feel like lately,…
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mental health > productivity | whispered ramblings
I am writing this now in a much brighter mood than I was yesterday or the day before or the day before that or the day before that… In fact, I think it has been a few days since I have felt this lightweight and confident in my abilities to do things. I had a…
…where Time is merciless and Light feeds darkness.
Category: whispered ramblings
A collection of blog posts that come from a deep place but come out as whispers, ramblings. This is me, on my pillow, sharing my thoughts with you as they come.
The Dawn Chorus… 