Joy is a strategy of survival, a technology of imagination & the emotional architecture of future worlds.
Joy is a strategy of survival, a technology of imagination & the emotional architecture of future worlds.
Because I carry my friends , family & teachers in my heart — even if life has pulled us in different directions
We are made of the people we’ve loved
The ones who stayed
The ones who couldn’t
Still— we grow
Because I carry my friends , family & teachers in my heart — even if life has pulled us in different directions
We are made of the people we’ve loved
The ones who stayed
The ones who couldn’t
Still— we grow
It is often called the most beautiful equation in mathematics.
All in a single stroke, like nature revealing her secret symmetry. It’s as if mathematics whispers: “life, death, infinity, & unity — they are one & the same.”
It is often called the most beautiful equation in mathematics.
All in a single stroke, like nature revealing her secret symmetry. It’s as if mathematics whispers: “life, death, infinity, & unity — they are one & the same.”
No-Dig method is gardening that feels less like a fight & more like a partnership with nature.
No-Dig method is gardening that feels less like a fight & more like a partnership with nature.
On Friday 12 September, 3:30–4:30pm, I’ll be sharing stories about the Grow Urban Festival — our living, mycelial network of people, places, and possibilities. 🌱
Let’s grow together. 💚
On Friday 12 September, 3:30–4:30pm, I’ll be sharing stories about the Grow Urban Festival — our living, mycelial network of people, places, and possibilities. 🌱
Let’s grow together. 💚
It runs through other women — those who fed me, left me, shaped me, and waited for me to return.
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I come from soil, from ceremony, from silence and survival.
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Some things weren’t spoken.
But they were planted.
💜
And now I grow — for them, through them, with them.
Sx 🍄
It runs through other women — those who fed me, left me, shaped me, and waited for me to return.
✨
I come from soil, from ceremony, from silence and survival.
🌍
Some things weren’t spoken.
But they were planted.
💜
And now I grow — for them, through them, with them.
Sx 🍄
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🤖⏳🍄🧬❤️