A Quiet Spiral
Seen together, these three images move through a quiet progression.
- Turning in.
- Being held.
- Living inside.
Nothing dramatic happens.
Nothing resolves loudly.
Softening is not disappearance.
It’s how form remembers itself.
Side Portrait of Sunflower
Spiralling Heart of a Sunflower
In the Green of Peace
The mind loves to search for what’s wrong. Today I’m practicing letting it rest in what’s right. 💜
Hope in a Barren Garden
A Precious Gift
After walking the gardens like a desert, I found her— a single pink rose, precious beyond measure for blooming when almost nothing else remained.
A New Beginning
The world can feel noisy and unsettled. But beneath it all, there’s a stillness that never leaves us. This flower reminds me that peace isn’t something I wait for—it’s something I return to.
When I pause, breathe, and remember, I find it again: The stillness of peace is mine.
Bathed in Light
Light pours through what is fragile, revealing beauty in every drop. To see this way is to remember— nothing is separate from the light.
Light Remembered
Petals of light unfolding in silence. Not everything true can be seen— but it can be felt.
Heartbeat Rose
Each heartbeat is a quiet ripple of peace moving through the world.