I wrote this essay entitled “When Clarity Thins the World.”

It started by asking a simple question: if clarity, maturity, and understanding arrive, why can reality and purpose begin to feel thinner rather than fuller. The essay stays with that question, exploring how passion, urgency, and meaning shift once insight settles and the need to become softens.

I wrote this essay entitled Exterior Axis.It explores how a life is shaped not only by inner awareness, but by the conditions, timing, and consequences that act upon us regardless of intention.The essay names the forces that limit, follow, allow, and sometimes stop without being earned, and how those forces quietly shape real lives.If you have ever felt that presence matters but does not protect, this essay may resonate.

I wrote this essay entitled “Sorry.”It explores what happens when we want to move on, not because everything is resolved, but because staying where we are has become heavier than taking the next step.The essay looks at apology as a form of life housekeeping, a way of loosening what’s been held too long so time can start moving again.If you’ve ever felt ready to reach out, even without knowing how it will land, this may resonate.

I wrote this essay entitled Scars.It stays with the marks we carry, both visible and unseen.Not to retell what caused them, but to notice what remained afterwards.This essay is about scars as evidence of healing, adaptation, and continuity, in the body, in relationships, and across generations.If this resonates, this essay is for you.

I wrote this essay called ‘The Sound That Breaks Through’ after noticing how sometimes we witness grief in ways that stay with us.

The sound of sobbing, the scream of “no”, and what it does to the body when we are the ones standing there hearing it.

This piece stays close to those moments, not to explain them or move past them, but to name what happens when grief breaks through everything else in the room and leaves a mark.

If you’ve ever been present for a sound you couldn’t forget, this may resonate.

I wrote this essay called ‘I Give Up’.

Have you ever put your arms in the air and said “I give up”?
This is for those moments, and for what has usually been building long before the words appear.

The essay stays close to that point, not to push it away, but to recognise what it carries.

If that sentence has ever felt familiar, this is for you.

I wrote an essay called 'All of Me'.
It came from noticing how we move through different spaces as different versions of ourselves, the one who leads, the one who holds it together, the one who stays quiet, the one who adapts. Not as something broken, but as something lived.
The essay is not about fixing yourself or becoming one thing. It is about recognising that the many roles we carry did not appear by accident, they helped us survive, relate, and stay present in the world.
If you have ever felt like you show up differently depending on where you are or who you are with, this essay is for you.

I wrote this essay entitled Who Am I.It explores how most of us learn to live from our thoughts, while the rest of us quietly lives through the body. The piece looks at the moment that division softens, when identity shifts from being a point behind the eyes to something wider and more embodied.This essay is a cornerstone reflection within the Ghosts Movement, written to be felt as much as understood.If you have ever sensed there is more to being you than your thoughts alone, this may resonate.