Van Kappell
11/22: joy whispers
A personal reflection on healing from trauma and dissociation. Sometimes joy returns not with trumpets, but in small moments.
11/22: joy whispers
A personal reflection on healing from trauma and dissociation. Sometimes joy returns not with trumpets, but in small moments.
Unfiltered though: afternoon tea at Ogata
In a hushed room scented with cedar and time, I sat before a bowl of Sencha. Its surface trembling like a thought not yet spoken. Ogata is more than tea;...
Unfiltered though: afternoon tea at Ogata
In a hushed room scented with cedar and time, I sat before a bowl of Sencha. Its surface trembling like a thought not yet spoken. Ogata is more than tea;...
| Consistently Inconsistent |
a note to myself and anyone wandering by. stepping back from the noise doesn’t mean disappearing. just… recalibrating. here, in the quiet corners, I remember who I am.
| Consistently Inconsistent |
a note to myself and anyone wandering by. stepping back from the noise doesn’t mean disappearing. just… recalibrating. here, in the quiet corners, I remember who I am.
