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Sep 22, 2016

Explorations in Art, Spirit & Life

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These are my field notes — observations gathered from the landscapes of life and work. This is where art, soul, and lived experience intersect.
You’ll find poetry, imagery, reflections on energy and spirit, and the quiet documentation of a life being shaped with care. Read slowly. Take what resonates. Leave what doesn’t.
This space is for the curious, the contemplative, and the creatively alive. — Jess

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1,484 days. Not one day of perfection—just 1,484 1,484 days. Not one day of perfection—just 1,484 days of choosing truth over escape. Choosing a life without alcohol didn’t just remove alcohol. It removed my ability to hide from deeper truths. The fog lifted. The patterns became impossible to ignore. The excuses have long expired. Some of the hardest truths I’ve ever faced were waiting for me on the other side of that decision. And as uncomfortable as they have been, they became the doorway to the most authentic, grounded, and beautiful version of my life. A choice that hasn’t change who I am. It revealed her. And the beautiful part is, I’m still arriving. Still unlearning. Still becoming. Still discovering new layers of the woman I came here to be. This journey isn’t about believing everyone should live the way I do. It’s not about thinking I’m better than anyone else. We all have our own path, our own lessons, and our own timing. This decision was simply about becoming better than the woman I used to be. About keeping the promises I made to myself. About choosing a life that reflects the standards I want to live by—not because I had something to prove to the world, but because I owed it to myself. If there’s one thing these 1,484 days have taught me, it’s that courage rarely arrives as a grand moment. More often, it looks like a quiet decision you make over and over again until one day you look back and realize you’ve become someone your past self could only dream of. Every day counts. So maybe the question isn’t, “What are you giving up?” Maybe it’s this: 🌠What would your life look like if you raised your standards high enough that your old excuses no longer fit?
There is a reason life doesn’t ask the same thing There is a reason life doesn’t ask the same thing of you forever. Not every season is meant for visibility. Not every season is meant for building. Not every season is meant for proving. Some seasons ask you to go quiet. To observe more than you react. To listen more than you speak. To heal more than you hustle. To release more than you reach. And in a world addicted to constant motion, silence can feel like failure. But what if it isn’t? What if your quiet season isn’t life forgetting about you—but life preparing you? Because the version of you that re-emerges is never the same one who stepped away. She returns with different eyes. Different boundaries. Different standards. Different peace. She no longer chases what once distracted her. She no longer argues for places she has outgrown. She no longer needs permission to become herself. There are seasons to grieve. There are seasons to heal. There are seasons to rest. And then there are seasons where your only responsibility is to be fully, unapologetically alive. To laugh without guilt. To create without overthinking. To love without shrinking. To take up the space you spent years convincing yourself you didn’t deserve. So don’t compare your winter to someone else’s spring. Don’t force yourself to bloom because the world is asking for flowers when your roots are still growing. Ask yourself instead… What is this season trying to teach me? What is it asking me to release? Who am I becoming because of it? Trust that every season has a purpose. And when it’s time to re-emerge, you won’t need to announce it. Your presence will say everything your silence was preparing.
🖤👁️✨ One of the most radical things a woman can do 🖤👁️✨ One of the most radical things a woman can do is develop a relationship with herself that is so deep, so honest, and so sacred that she no longer abandons her own knowing to make other people comfortable. There comes a point where you realize not everyone deserves an explanation, not every opinion deserves your attention, and not every invitation deserves your energy. The woman who knows herself doesn’t need to announce her power—she simply trusts what she feels, honours what she needs, and allows her life to reflect her truth. Permission was never something you were meant to wait for. It was always something you were meant to give yourself.
🌌🌠💋privacy is simply the boundary where self-respe 🌌🌠💋privacy is simply the boundary where self-respect lives. It’s the quiet decision to not make every thought, relationship, plan, or moment available for public consumption. And when that makes someone uncomfortable, it often reveals a deeper expectation: that access to you should be automatic, that visibility should replace consent, and that your inner world should be open for their interpretation or entertainment. But you are not required to be an open book to people who haven’t earned the right to read your pages. Healthy people don’t feel threatened by your privacy — they respect it. They understand that closeness is built through trust, not exposure. They don’t demand access; they are invited into it over time. So if your silence, your boundaries, or your selective sharing bothers someone, that discomfort isn’t a reflection of your secrecy. It’s a reflection of their expectation of entitlement. And entitlement is not the same as connection. … I’d love to hear your thoughts! Add to the conversation below🤟🏻
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