A single cello carries what words cannot: desire, longing, depth, and light, a flame in the dark, an invocation of romance that endures beyond night.
Mirrorwork of memory and meaning, writing that turns inward toward light.
A single cello carries what words cannot: desire, longing, depth, and light, a flame in the dark, an invocation of romance that endures beyond night.
A candlelit journey through autumn’s intimacy, music for slow dancing, soft touch, and the glow of flicker, flame, and ember.
This playlist is made for aftercare, deep rest, drifting in liminality, and grounding back to earth.
A nine-song ritual for the Autumn Equinox: invocation, liminal work, release, and grounded aftercare.
Light a candle, press play, and let the room fold you into shadowed tenderness.
Songs that penetrate the heart like flame, raw and vulnerable.
Do what you love and make no exceptions.
Love bombing is not real love. It shows up as intense flattery, rushing intimacy, over the top affection, or pressure to commit quickly. The goal is control, not connection.
A film like opening a book mid-story and never reaching the end, yet being wrapped in its intimacy all the same.
A ritual playlist moving from invocation to desire, into union, and finally gentle release.