welcome i made this space for quiet things — poems that breathe, stories that ache a little, words that don’t need to shout to be heard. if you found this, you were meant to. 🤍

What's in my hand, are they here to ride this wave out w/ me, these cards have backs on them for a reason.

Interview a member of the local government and write a short essay based on what you found. I chose to interview Rockland County clerk Donna Silberman, who has been a member of local government for 20 years.

What is a subharmonic and how to do it? How to practice. What is my lowest note using the technique. How will this help you?

Lost in moments of transpiring; yet no known way to break the static. The substance used as a piezoelectric AMPlifier has exited the system after approximately 6 days. Attempting to tune in to the stars; and elevating frequency via vegetables, brisk walks and workouts to ramp up seems to of no avail. Left hand going numb, empty conversations to pass the time, and delving into the Scriptures seems yet again to lead to an impasse of muted emotional circuitry fire. Yet I know the Infinite Source is still there, patiently waiting for me to remember. My star shining down on me in the early night is a calm reminder of the higher beings beyond the veil that have my back. Though the static encapsulates and paralyzes, yet will I hope in the Lord. Just one more day. As She said "It's the 'Modern Warrior'not on the victory stand, but sitting in the dark tent the night before the battle, tending to his wounds. People don't connect with perfection; they connect with the truth of the struggle."

A dear friend of mine gifted me a beautiful short book, 'An Archangels Prophecy', and I have done some reflections on a few quotes that spoke to me- I hope it speaks to you too :) Thank you to my friend, too, incredibly thoughtful gift that warmed my heart.

when you feel like your relationship with your brother might actually be saved, but yet again you’re proven wrong - just like every other time you tried to believe the hallow words he promised.

Me rambling for a bit about my weird thinking and then opening discussion about it basically........

✨The Quartz Revolution Begins✨ Imagine a phone that doesn’t just connect you — it generates its own power. A device born from quartz crystal and solar resonance, harnessing piezoelectric vibrations to convert motion, light, and frequency into usable energy. No chargers. No cords. Just pure, self-sustaining current. Now imagine that same pulse of energy feeding directly into a digital ecosystem — every photon, every vibration verifying itself through a new kind of crypto network. A currency backed not by banks, but by the living frequency of light. This isn’t just tech. It’s a new form of symbiosis — where nature, energy, and consciousness converge in your palm. 🔮 The Quartz Phone is more than a device — it’s the first bridge between energetic resonance and digital creation. Tune in to my stream — we’re unveiling how frequency becomes function, and how your energy becomes value.

Amazon products that I recommend for families with children ages 10-14. This will include devices, school products, makeup, sports, and clothing items.

Help me!! why does everybody act as if they're already dead? choking choking choking I CAN SAVE YOU WHY WONT YOU LET ME

Coming of age is not just turning 18, or a line you cross into adulthood. Coming of age is about learning and becoming who you are meant to be. This is my short coming of age story.

We all think we're good communicators. That our message is clear, our intent is pure, and that any misunderstanding is purely on them. If that were true, the world wouldn't be this loud, exhausting argument Your goal is simple: to upgrade your own perception. Your communication isn't broken. Your lens needs optimization. Ready to stop guessing and start knowing?

It is cold, there must be something that way for us to savor. There's a nearby companion, let him figure it out.

Staring out the window—someone once said-—is for love songs and houseflies. Well, I've got a third one to add—it's also for single men dealing with bipolar trying to live in the divine joy of being a Nobody in his daily life...

Just when she thought she was safe, relaxing with her hot pocket and Lifetime movie, her husband pulled off the perfect jump scare — sending her fork flying, her heart racing, and her hot pocket doing an Olympic flip before landing right back on the plate!

If you've ever had a car, you've probably run into some kind of issue whether it be small or much bigger. Aliana is no exception, and although she has had her fair share of car troubles, this one by far the most bothersome.

My husband and I love to cook and have a bunch of fun when doing it together. Sometimes it's competitive between us, like seeing who can outcook the other. Once, we had a rib cook-off. Other times, it is to take care of each other, such as when I make him chicken soup when he is sick. I will put up the recipe for my broth and then the soup soon. But mostly, it's cooking together to spend time with each other and being creative in our cooking adventures. We pull some great collabs.

For too long, I confused kindness with silence. I thought being patient and forgiving meant letting people use me, but God has opened my eyes. I’ve seen the light — and I’m not living in the shadows anymore. I’m no longer giving my energy away for free. My time and heart are worth something because they’re gifts from God. Even when surrounded by lies, fake believers, and deceit, I will keep my faith strong. My kindness is still here, but it’s no longer weakness — it’s strength wrapped in grace. I’ve learned to stand tall, walk with truth, and let God’s light protect my peace. Those meant to stay will respect it. Those who don’t will fade away. I’ve finally realized: my faith, my worth, and my peace are non-negotiable. 💛

"We've all had that moment where our chest tightens and our mind races. Panic sneaks up on us before we even realize it." This past November I lost my job, and the house I was renting a room out of was condemned. I was literally told: “So the house is not up to code. You have one hour to get an overnight bag and leave. If anyone is caught in this house after an hour, you will be arrested.” Wait, did he just say we have to leave?? At that moment, full panic just kicked in.