“My fear of being real, of being seen, paralyzes me into silence. I crave the touch and the connection, but I’m not always brave enough to open my hand and reach out. This is the great challenge: to be seen, accepted, and loved, I must first reveal, offer, and surrender.”
- Anna White, Mended: Thoughts on Life, Love and Leaps of Faith
First semi-successful hemming done! (I actually finished cropping and hemming this top yesterday but shhhhhhh)
Ignore how crumpled/wrinkles it is, I’ve been wearing it lol, but I’m genuinely proud of how this turned out! It’s a little messy but it looks basically exactly how I wanted and it fits how I’d like and, AND!! Raising my arms doesn’t flash everyone around me! Which is a win since the last time I made a crop top lol!
(Edit: I just realised I never posted this I just saved it as a draft and forgot— so we’re posting it now lol)
The damage suffered will be undone. The way her body had worn out began to reverse and change about - healed her bones, mended her knees, her shoulders, her back, her feet. All the things others had stolen from her being were restored to her double. Breath of life filled her up, made her new, refilled what was lacking, regrew what was missing. Ever forming newness within her, filling her up from the endless chamber of life-giving power.
In twilight's warm embrace, they met again, A long-lost family member, from realms unseen. Their bond, once shattered, now mended with grace, In magical lands, their love found a place.
There is a little known truth about our hearts.
The heart is deceiving. Our minds perceive it as a beating pound of flesh but in reality, it is made of glass, shattering on impact, bleeding out its soul until there is nothing save for a hollow chamber. Before love, it’s a prism for our inner light sending warm spectra out into the surface and one day finding an essence-siphoning blackhole. Then,…