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a study into ✺ cultivating our inner peace & creative practices ✺ ↔ ✿ so that the work we put out into the world resonates with us ✿

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the power of rest, true rest…
should never be taken for granted.

turn it off. shut it out.
the current state affairs. the todo lists written on the backsides of receipts. the anxieties gnawing away at your insides like parasites. the screens that never miss a glance, the ones we accidentally gorilla-glued to our palms since fifth period mixed media art class.

our souls seek shelter in solitude and the warm presence of mutual love. without it, we melt, we vaporize, we vanish.

amidst it all, we must truly rest.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.

You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.

People are going back and forth
across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.

The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.

Rumi, "Don't Go Back to Sleep"

And suddenly I realised that in the face of Death, ego dissolves. It is either love or fear that remains.

the memory of god
comes to the quiet mind

by Ewen Chardronnet
by Ewen Chardronnet

You are born alone. You die alone. The value of the space in between is trust and love.

Louise Bourgeois

i think the most painful heartbreak is related to my body of work. seeing your work copied, bastardized, and used by people with the wrong intentions.

when you speak with your ideas & your work, you're shut down immediately. when they say the exact same thing, it's praised as genius, visionary, perfect.

so of course, i want to bite the hand that feeds me. i don't seek money, praise, fame, just recognition for my contribution to a greater whole. is that too much to ask for?

find the secret humour everywhere. all of it is drenched in subtle hilarity