We’ve reached the final day of dreaming, a moment to reflect on the wishes you’ve released and the one you’ve chosen to keep. By now, you should have burned your 12th wish, sending it into the universe with faith and gratitude, trusting it is already yours. What remains is the thirteenth wish. This one stays… Continue reading Day 12/12
Day eleven of the 12 Days of Dreaming. As we approach the end of this cycle of intentional dreaming, wish-making, and quiet devotion, I’m noticing a particular kind of tiredness. Not burnout. Not depletion. More like the feeling after a long hike or a creative stretch that asked something real of me. There’s hope here. And… Continue reading Day 11/12
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: “Everywhere, Everything” by Noah Kahan, Gracie AbramsFor the moment when home isn’t a place—it’s the way you’re held, even in the uncertainty. https://open.spotify.com/track/4PRdeh2zIyM1pvY4x5luLe?si=49133d9c11d64b06 Mira's Story: The Accidental… Continue reading Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Accidental Sleepover
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
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 Whisper Before the SilenceThe soft unraveling before everything changes, when you feel it before you know it. Cole came in quiet. Not the kind of quiet that… Continue reading Chapter One: The Whisper Before the Silence
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 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 7 There was a time when I couldn’t feel anything. I don’t mean numb like bored or apathetic.I mean a kind of emotional frostbite, a dull ache in place of what used to be light.A blank space where joy, excitement, even sadness used to live. I went through the… Continue reading The Year My Heart Went Numb
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
