where did you come from? how did you land here? shame hacked my internal dialogue long before it had a chance to work in the way i dreamt it. for me, there is nowhere i feel as understood, as in tune- as when i write.
to me, in writing is where the multi faceted realms of interpretation survive. the worlds created through our lens exist. through writings we see our own perspectives... in heartbreak, rebirth, exile, passion, grief. what we were forced to be, and what we clawed our way out of. we see the moments that shaped us and what it meant, how it felt, and hold it in a way that is individually sacred and Universally shared.
as i continue to write, to grow, to relish in the magic that is the human experience, i invite you to find enchantment in yours.
love, jess
Love this! I’ve enjoyed checking out your page and can’t wait to read more ;)
This was beautiful. Writing is so vulnerable. Taking the very fabric of your soul that's been woven into your being and laying it bare in front of everyone. I cannot wait to see what you write🫶