A full heart,
soft and steady in my chest,
brimming with moments
that asked to be felt.
My cup overflows quietly,
not with noise,
but with colour,
with making,
with the gentle hum of creating.
And threaded through it all,
like golden light at dusk,
is you
this beautiful connection,
this shared space
where we meet,
and make,
and feel
together.
Happy Easter Sunday my friends π₯° I was thinking of what to post today and I thought I would share a journal entry β€οΈ