Forest Is My Muse
30/11/2025
November 30th — In the quiet of the forest, my mind finally exhales.
Notes From the Woods
Reflections written where silence breathes and inspiration begins.
Stories born from forest walks, soft mornings, and the quiet rhythm of nature — where healing, creativity, and presence meet.
When The Air Smells Like Endings
26/11/2025
November 26th — The air smells like rotting mushrooms and leaves. The season is shifting again, quietly, without asking if I'm ready.
October 22nd — The air smelled of pine and earth, and beneath the quiet trees I realized — I was home.
The Healing Power of Nature
19/08/2025
August 19th — In the morning dew, I found space for softer thoughts. Nature never demands, it only reminds me to notice.