a gentle unfurling

  • a longing for more

    Tiffany Julia December 10, 2020

    I feel like I’m constantly reaching for more. More of what? I have no idea; just more. Like there’s always something more I could be doing with my time, more to discover, more people to inspire and be inspired by, more things I could be creating… Just more. And the thing is, whenever I do discover more, inspire or am inspired more, and create more, there’s still that longing feeling…

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  • for the love of music

    Tiffany Julia December 4, 2020

    I heard one sine from aboveThen the signal split in twoThe sound created stars like me and youBefore there was love, there was silenceI heard one sineAnd it healed my heart, heard a sine — Sine From Above, Lady Gaga Can I tell you a secret? I think music may be my first love. Out of all of my creative pursuits, it’s the one that surprised me the most this…

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  • floating on air

    Tiffany Julia November 14, 2020

    I’ve never been one for concrete goal setting. To be honest, I think when we set specific goals, they often fall through the cracks…at least for me they do. I instead set intentions…things I intend to do, but am in no way obligated to do. Because plans can change and they do change. And sometimes, they change when you don’t want or weren’t expecting them to change. I recently had…

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  • girl in the art boots

    Tiffany Julia October 23, 2020

    Here’s a photo of a girl in a dress, with wonky knees, wearing tall brown boots with flowers and paintbrushes sticking out of them. It’s not particularly original or insightful or groundbreaking. It’s just a photo of a girl trying to take a pretty self portrait in her “art boots.” I enjoy taking photos of my feet. Particularly from a bird’s-eye view because it gives off a sense of grounding.…

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  • noise in my head

    Tiffany Julia August 13, 2020

    I live in a beautifully rich intricate world—a whole other world only I am privy to—always spinning and swirling in my head. It’s filled with all of my hopes and dreams; and fantasies about perfection rising from imperfection. It’s constantly fueled by epic stories of the mystical and the mundane. There’s light and dark. Love and hate. It’s a wonderfully safe space and my own worst enemy. I’ve always been…

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  • outsider

    Tiffany Julia July 30, 2020

    I’m a fairly quiet human beam. I sit, observe, and I listen. I listen to the tones, to the vibes, to the body language. I listen to the words and manner of speech, but most importantly, I listen to my intuition and generally keep all the things I’ve learned in those moments to myself. I’ve been this way for as long as I can remember. Shy. Observant. Reserved. Quiet. I’ve…

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