This is Mira’s story — part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) 🎧 Listen while you read: "Bloom" by the Paper KitesFor the slow, sacred unfolding of something real and unexpected. https://open.spotify.com/track/1HMQmOWrkieKYWlFsjUP3D?si=e42ebe215e74468e Mira's Story: Stepping Into the LightWhere stillness feels like a spark Mira… Continue reading Chapter Thirteen: Stepping Into the Light
Sometimes it feels like the universe is giving your heart pop quizzes. You meet someone. You feel a flicker... something promising, alive, tender.You open, maybe cautiously, maybe even a smidgen braver than usual.And just when you start to wonder, “Could this be something?” It stalls.There's silence.A shift.An unanswered message.An echo where presence used to be.… Continue reading You’re Not Being Tested. You’re Being Prepared.
Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 15 What I Thought It Meant to Be a Man or a Woman When I was young, I was told I could be anything.Do anything.And I believed it. For a while. But then the messaging started to seep in, quiet at first, like a draft under the door.You know… Continue reading This Doesn’t Fit
Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 12 In high school, a friend once told me,“Miranda, you’re not sexy. You’re cute.” And I carried that line for years.It nestled somewhere between my collarbone and my confidence,tucked itself into the soft spaces of my growing body,and whispered a story I didn’t know I had permission to question.… Continue reading Sexy, Apparently: A Field Guide
May: The Month of the Blossom If April asked me to trust the silence,May asks me to witness the bloom. This is the month of the blossom... radiant, alive, full of color and motion.Where last month was about tending to what lies beneath,this month is about celebrating what’s breaking through the surface. The seeds have… Continue reading May: The Surrendered Shift
Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 11 For a long time, I thought love was supposed to feel like butterflies, that quickening, that rush, that tingle in your gut that made it hard to breathe. I thought adrenaline meant attraction.I thought chaos was chemistry.I thought if it wasn’t all-consuming, messy, magnetic, heart-racing… it wasn’t real.… Continue reading Calm Isn’t Boring, It’s Safe
Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 5 People talk about divorce like it’s the ultimate heartbreak. And yes, losing a marriage is brutal.The unraveling of a life you thought you’d grow old in… it shakes your foundation.But what no one tells you is that sometimes, the deeper wound isn’t the partner who left.It’s the friend… Continue reading The Breakup That Hurt the Most
April brings growth, nurturing, and the archetype of the Gardener—one who tends to what is becoming, trusting that what is planted will bloom in its own time. Growth is not just about action—it’s also about patience. About knowing when to step in and when to step back, when to cultivate and when to allow. The… Continue reading April: Attuning to Knowing
From myth to legend, from history to folklore, the stories of these so-called "bad girls" share a common theme: powerful women are dangerous, and dangerous women must be controlled. Whether they were witches, seductresses, warriors, or rulers, their legacies were shaped not by their actions alone, but by the fears of the societies that remembered… Continue reading 012 Conclusion: Reclaiming The Narrative
A woman weeping by the river. A mother searching for her lost children. A ghost whose cries send shivers down the spines of those who hear them. La Llorona is one of the most chilling legends in Latin American folklore. It is a story told to keep children from wandering too far. Beneath the ghost… Continue reading 011 La Llorona: The Mother who Became a Haunting
