Tag Archives: life

Footprints

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*Picture is my own*

I leave my footprints 
where the water forgets
letting the tide erase
what I can’t carry home
the wind learns my name 
and gives it back to me in pieces
a laugh
a promise
the space between your words

the horizon keeps our secrets
wide enough to hold 
what we never finished saying

even the night knows you
the way the stars lean closer
as if listening
I gather their light like fragments of you
and press them to my chest
proof that absence can still glow

so I stay until the sky 
exhales its last color
until my heart remembers 
its own rhythm again
and when I leave
I take nothing
but the quiet certainty
that love
real love
never learns how to leave

Choosing hope (Audio)

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I learned early that softness
was a liability
in a place where walls listened 
and windows rattled with anger
you grew armor the way
other kids grew dreams
hope stayed hidden
folded small and tucked behind the ribs

growing up rugged
teaches you strange math
how love can subtract itself
how silence can weigh
more than shouting
you learn to read moods like the weather
to predict storms
from the way a door closes

childhood felt like a rumor
something bright you only saw 
through passing windows
you learned how to keep breathing
in rooms that forgot to love you

and yet nothing forged 
in fire comes out hollow
you carry a quiet authority 
earned by endurance
your scars are proof you stayed alive
in a place that tried to make you vanish

you are not broken
you are carved by fire
heart still beating 
skin still marked
and quietly 
endlessly choosing hope

Her eyes

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her dark eyes carry the weight 
of stories never told aloud
they are deep wells of knowing
reflecting both the tenderness 
she gives freely
and the ache she keeps hidden 
they hold the hush
of midnight rooms 
and the echo of emotions 
that learned to survive
without language 
in them lives a patience 
shaped by longing
a softness that’s guarded 
by storms already weathered 
her eyes do not ask
to be understood 
they ask to be felt
and once they are they linger
long after the moment has passed


Shine your light

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In a world heavy with shadows, where fear and anger seem louder than anything else, it is easy to feel small, to think your light could never matter. But even the tiniest flame can push back the dark. Being a light does not mean you are unbroken or that you never feel the weight of the night; it means you choose, again and again, to shine anyway. A kind word, a patient gesture, a smile offered when no one is watching, these are sparks, and sparks can grow, quietly, steadily, until they touch more than you ever imagined. Light spreads not because it is grand, but because it refuses to be silent. It reminds the world that darkness is never absolute, that hope can exist even in the corners that feel most lost. When everything seems heavy, when despair whispers that nothing can change, you can plant your small flame, let it tremble and flicker, and trust that even the smallest glow can guide someone home. To be a light is to show up, to speak your truth, to offer warmth in a cold place, to keep shining when it feels impossible. It is a quiet rebellion, a gentle courage, a reminder that even in the blackest night, one spark can ripple across the world and remind us all that hope has not vanished.



Happy New Year

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As I stand on the edge of this brand-new year, I find myself overwhelmed by a beautiful sense of possibility. Looking back on 2025, I’m filled with so much gratitude for the moments that challenged me, the laughter that kept me going, and the quiet growth that happened when I wasn’t even looking. Whether my year felt like a whirlwind of excitement or a steady, quiet climb, I’m taking a moment to be proud of simply making it here, and I hope you are doing the same.

As I step into 2026, my wish for both of us is simple: I hope our days are filled with more “real” moments and fewer “busy” ones. I want to find the courage to chase the things that make my heart beat a little faster, the patience to be kind to myself on the hard days, and the joy that comes from the smallest, simplest things. To me, this new year isn’t about “fixing” who I am; it’s about celebrating the person I’ve become and embracing the adventures that haven’t even started yet.

Thank you for being such a special part of my journey. I’m so excited to share this next chapter with you. Here’s to a year of health, happiness, and beautiful new beginnings for us all.

Happy New Year!

Much love,
Jennifer ❤️


Checking in

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Hey, my sweet friends! It’s easy to get caught up in the rush of daily life, work, errands, plans, notifications but sometimes we forget to pause and just check in with ourselves. So, I’m asking: how are you feeling today? Really.

Are you energized, ready to take on the world, or do you feel a little worn out, needing a moment to breathe? Maybe you’re somewhere in between, riding the waves of a busy week or a quiet one.

Here’s your reminder that it’s okay to feel whatever you feel. There’s no right or wrong, no need to mask your emotions. Take a deep breath. Check in. Be honest with yourself. I know for me life has been rather busy lately, it’s been challenging to keep up and catch up. I’m working on it though!

And if you feel like sharing, I’d love to hear it, drop a comment, send a message, or even just sit with these words for a moment. Sometimes, simply naming our feelings is the first step toward understanding them.

Sending my love to anyone who may need just a little extra today

Jennifer ❤️

Scattered light

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we are not meant to linger
in endless sunrises
nor chase infinity
through unyielding nights

our bodies crumble
our hours slip like sand
through impatient fingers

and yet
we live forever in the laughter
we leave behind
in the stories whispered
long after we’re gone
and in the way
someone remembers
the light we scattered
into the world

Once Aligned

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they drifted across the dark
like two forgotten constellations
each carrying its own story
its own ache of light
once and only once
their orbits crossed
the stars leaned in to listen
and the sky held its breath
for a moment
their light touched
a map redrawn
a myth undone and made again
then time shifted
as it always does
and the distance between them
filled with silence and memory
and still
on certain nights
they search the horizon
for a shimmer
that feels like recognition
the faint impossible pulse
of what once aligned
and never will again

Time matters

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We often live as if we have all the time in the world. We put things off , the trip, the conversation, the quiet morning to ourselves, believing there will always be a better time, a later time, a right time.

But the truth is that our time is not endless. Days blur into weeks. Moments we thought we’d hold onto forever slip quietly through our fingers. We don’t always notice how fast it’s moving… until it’s already gone.

This isn’t meant to be heavy,  it’s meant to wake us up.

Because what we do with our time is our life. So don’t wait to say what you mean. Don’t keep your joy on hold. Be present. Be kind. Be awake to the beauty of ordinary moments.

We don’t regret the time we gave, we regret the time we thought we had.

Live like time matters, because it does.

Awakening

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if we knew the chapters 
in our lives would end
would we mark the margins 
with our fingertips
tracing the moments 
we thought were endless
would we read with less haste
feeling the weight 
of each word as it came
would we cherish the ordinary
those quiet scenes we often skim
knowing they would one day close
perhaps we’d savor the silence 
between the sentences
the space that carries 
everything unsaid
in knowing would we 
stop rushing toward the next
and instead let each chapter 
unfold at its own pace
would we find peace 
in the endings
recognizing that each one 
is a doorway
and every close is not an end
but the start of something 
we may never fully understand