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: "Turning Page" by Sleeping at LastFor quiet integration, mutual unfolding, and the way love begins to feel like home. https://open.spotify.com/track/2kfGoV9a5dbSKCNmUWH2ZF?si=92a074a47cd84150 Mira's Story: A Place to LandWhen love arrives… Continue reading Chapter Nineteen: A Place to Land
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.) Mira's Story: Bonus ChapterWhen steady love feels unfamiliar, but your body wants to learn its language anyway Halley was already two sips into her glass of wine when Mira slid into the… Continue reading Bonus Chapter: Reflections with a Friend
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: “Poison & Wine” – The Civil WarsFor the kiss that changes everything, and the pause that proves how much it matters https://open.spotify.com/track/4BFudy2Zbryi9a1KFad66B?si=4d3033fb91ff40d4 Mira's Story: What Comes After… Continue reading Chapter Eighteen: What Comes After the Spark
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: “Next to Me” by Sleeping at LastFor the moment you realize love doesn’t have to rescue you—it can simply stay. https://open.spotify.com/track/4FoUX81Qlk0AAM5Vmp06Dz?si=2325a2e7b7c145b5 Mira's Story: The Echo of Ordinary ThingsWhen connection… Continue reading Chapter Seventeen: The Echo of Ordinary Things
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.) Mira's Story: Known and NoticedWhere love invites you to stay with yourself Mira woke before her alarm, sunlight stretching long and low across her bedroom wall. She didn’t reach for her phone… Continue reading Chapter Sixteen: Known and Noticed
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
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.) Mira's Story: The Good Kind of DistractionWhere choice begins to feel like devotion Rowan stood in line at the coffee shop, hands in his pockets, half-listening to the hum of grinders and… Continue reading Chapter Twelve: The Good Kind of Distraction
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: "The Archer" By Taylor SwiftFor the tender tension of wanting to be seen and fearing you’re too much. https://open.spotify.com/track/3pHkh7d0lzM2AldUtz2x37?si=8f0f63e91c9c4870 Mira’s Story: The Difference is ThisWhere her body remembered… Continue reading Chapter Eleven: The Difference is This
June: The Month of Embodiment If May asked me to receive the bloom,June asks me to embody it. This is the month of ripening.Of warm skin and bare shoulders.Of long days and late conversations.Of desire waking up and asking for more. Last month was about noticing what was beginning.This month is about letting myself live… Continue reading June: The Season of Yes
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.) Mira's Story: The Farmers MarketNo butterflies. Just sun, sweetness, and a quiet beginning folded into a card It had been a week since the dinner, but the afterglow hadn’t quite worn off.… Continue reading Chapter Seven: The Farmers Market
