#creating space

[whereserpentswalk]

"Creatives deserve to be paid" and "We desperately need community spaces for creatives that aren't focused on trying to make money or advance careers where we're allowed to make connections and experiment" are two statements that can and should coexist.

[vintage-tigre]

[lynxmuse]

House Under the Ground by WillemsenU

[queerdreamlandrebel]

Creating Place no.1

What does it mean to create place? I'm on a mission to find out. I'm talking about the place for one's self to just be one's self. Maybe that's a little heady. I'm talking about making space to be your self. Not anyone else's definition of you, not anyone else's expectation of you, just you. You're neruodivergent? A space to be neurodivergent. You're queer in a straight cis mans world? A space to be queer. You're quiet? A space to be quiet.

We all need space to be ourselves. If we don't have this space, we fall into a rude idea. An idea that is forced and not our own. Sometimes we have to, sometimes we have to conform to others standards, we have to act in ways to please others and stay safe ourselves. This is totally normal and ok. Conforming is not all bad, and in a lot of cases it's really helpful and 100% necessary to get by in a world that's not built for you.

But don't forget you need a place for you to be just you too. <3

[majestic-trilliums]

Your hands trace my skin without even having to touch with a single finger. Ever so lightly, with every breath in and every breath out you, I can feel the heat coming from your lips, without having to trace them with my own. We captivate each other. You grabbed ahold of my heart without even having to try, as I took a look into your soul and placed it in my heart as soon as I saw you. We have died together through lifetimes, and buried as one. and we always seemed to find our way back when we were reborn. Because this is the Divine intervention.. this was the divine union that we’ve all been waiting for. We will rise above it all, with purity and light. With prosperity and enlightenment.. You are a God in my eyes, so I must allow you the space to gain the power that you once had. Then once you regain your power back, and you take control of it, we will then step into this universe and enable all the things that we are meant to do in this life. I will follow you everywhere, as you will follow me. Take my hand and let me guide you.. but also understand, I will not do it for you. Which you know already.

[shortartfairenough]

Our supervisor approved.

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

Old Heart 2 New Heart : Learning & Growing

You see that beautiful body of water? And the art that is this picture is what inspired me to write this. I hadn’t looked at this picture in ages. I almost forgot I had so many from 2020. The world was said to be ending, after all.

I had on this turtle necklace. Which I loved with my heart. Along with the beautiful baby turtle I had named Nina Athena. lol. The turtle stood for moving slow, and taking your time. I didn’t realize how much it would mean to me til today. Which I thought of way before the idea of writing this came up.

But in this moment, I took a leap of faith. One I wouldn’t forget for a while. And I learned so much along the way.

It inspired me because in 2020 I opened a door when I decided to chose heartbreak than to stay with my ex. I broke up with him right on v-day weekend. I just couldn’t do it anymore. At that moment a lot of things changed around me. My home, we ended up moving somewhere far better.

My health, changed for the better. My relationship with food was different, I wasn’t so nippy with what I’d eat.

My body and appearance, I started glowing! And I felt happier. I wanted to live and I got it.

So what’s different now? And what’s changing?

So moments after the year had ended, I found myself going through flows and waves of changes I had not seen coming.

For the first time in years, I found freedom, change and hope to be something less fearful. And yet still I couldn’t stay afloat with what it was showing me.

When I broke up with my ex, he was the first person I dated. And I really wanted to stay with him. But I realized things were better off broken than consistently trying to fix them. So this is when I cut the snip. And started reflecting on my past.

This was a screenshot I got from an old tumblr account, which I honestly regret deleting. Lmao.

Well I do and I don’t. But it was time for a new life. I decided to delete it to find something new. And here I am..

But just reading what I wrote. I felt like that not too long ago. But now I’ve got the grip of it and started moving forward with better mind.

How did I do it? Again and again? Is it not exhausting ?

Like having to shift your perspective a lot seems daunting. But in this case hope is still keeping me alive . So god bless.

I came a long way. I tell myself. I gotta pick myself up when I’m down. Before that picture was taken. Many months of hell was shaping my perspective into heaven. I was hurting inside while making peace with everything in the world. From COVID, to the pandemic, the fear and anxiety trying to suck me in, heart break, paranoia, the protests.. everything was shaping me into my heaven. I would not stop me from making it to a peaceful state of mind.

Life was beautiful. And still is.

The impact 2020 had on me is still shaping the little girl that was still old enough to do what she wanted.. she just didn’t realize it yet.

And now she’s grown up, and having a more realistic approach to society and living beyond standards that were brought to shape her perception of thinking.

She’s grew out of it. And makes new waves to overstay its welcome.

I may not know much, but I know a lot. I know that peace is a birth right, and not something I gotta fight for. So this year being the theme of prosperous peace and enlightenment I get to flow in my abundance and rejoice in my connections with Mother Nature.

Im pretty sure that my life is changing. Just not in the ways I had hope. Its stupid to believe that everything is suppose to go my way, but I still kept trying. No worries, I'm learning to figure it out. I'm just open to a better life, you know?

As I open my heart, I know its not I'm ungrateful. Just unsure with where all this leads. Why I just can't grasp the concept, or just don't like trying. See.. there's that word. I really hate trying, especially if its not something I want or care about.

But in the world, there will be a lot of things we have to do that we just don't care about. And that's why life throws you the lemon, and you just gotta make your own lemonade.

So when I learned to let go of my expectations, I desired a new set of tears, the pain had gone away and I could see something new on the horizon. My tears became joyful tears. I was ecstatic to see change. My laughter was seen miles away and I was ok at this point.Just here enjoying, connecting, expressing, simply being. Grateful at this point. Even with all the twists and turns, I could see that I was so much more. And I was building a team, amongst the heavens watching over me. My guardian angels are happy with me. Finally after all these years I could see that my stubborn attitude was blocking my blessings and could open up to new love. The heart.

The new heart brings so much change, but so much love. Soooo soo much love. I can't grasp it, it flows. Its just what it wants to be, and then we move on.

You'll remember it like it was yesterday, and then you realize that moment is no longer here... but its everywhere. In your heart, in your mind, in the little moments you have in the real world. Its there, its just waiting for you to find it. When you believe that love exists all around, it won't just be a memory, it'll be all around. It'll be in every person, every animal, every little scene from your favorite tv, the food you eat... etc. It's all for you to take in and love for yourself. Got it?

So as I grow, Im learning to accept everything, including me, in all shapes and forms of love I never knew were possible.

From looking back at me from 2020, wondering where did she go... To remember that she was right here all along is a treasurable feeling. Whatever I was searching for was looking for me within. And when the old heart couldn't breathe the new one came in for the team. Lol. Now I'm gaining access to a new divine light, and I am enjoying the process because of it.

The end.

[xxdreamscapes]

fyi anyone who drops you because they’re going through too much and need to “protect their peace” (they have no idea what this really looks like btw) when all you’ve ever done is been the most supportive, reliable friend you could have been EVEN when you were going through the hardest times— is doing you a favor!

Once you been through enough bullshit you’ll sniff out avoidance like a bloodhound. Just remember, people like this are only ever running from themselves. It’ll show up in all areas of their lives, and you’ll begin to connect the dots well after all’s been said and done

I’m finding reciprocity now and finally meeting people who commit to action instead of just empty words. It’s changed my life and has made a lot of my past experiences make more sense.

p.s. it’s so easy to delude yourself with the illusion of peace when you have a safety net of mommy and daddy’s money to fall back on. You can try to fill that void with vacations, impulse purchases, and aesthetics, but it only grows. Buying friends, then questioning why you’re so deeply lonely all the time or why nobody understands you is a vicious loop. Real friends, slight inconveniences, and being authentic to you are the cure (:

Or atleast I think so

the commodification of friendship is the most annoying thing to come out of the internet in ages. like actually i love to break this to you but you're supposed to help your friends move even if it's hard work. or stay up with them when they're sad even if you're gonna lose sleep. you're supposed to listen to their fears and sorrows even if it means your own mind takes on a little bit of that weight. that's how you know that you care. they will drive you to the airport and then you will make them soup when they're sick. you're supposed to make small sacrifices for them and they are supposed to do that for you. and there's actually gonna be rough patches for both of you where the balance will be uneven and you will still be friends and it will not be unhealthy and they will not be abusive. life is not meant to be an endless prioritization of our own comfort if it was we would literally never get anywhere ever. jesus.

[sscriqui]

I recently watched "The Whale", and I didn’t expect it to hit me the way it did. I hesitated at first, unsure how it might portray weight, body image, and food. But, for me, it wasn’t just a film - it was a mirror. A deeply uncomfortable, necessary mirror.

Growing up in a family labeled “morbidly obese,” I witnessed the cruelty of the world firsthand. The side-eyes in grocery stores. The medical judgment. The whispers behind backs. The outright laughter. The shame wasn’t just external—it was internalized and inherited.

Because of that, I’ve spent much of my life tight roping between not gaining weight and not falling into disordered eating. That balance has been exhausting. Society is obsessed with how and why someone gains weight, as if the explanation justifies their level of compassion. But the real illness isn’t food—it’s judgment.

The film reminded me: the ways we numb - food, control, withdrawal, overwork, substances, perfectionism - aren’t the problem. They’re the result. The armor.

To me, the movie wasn’t really about food or weight. It was about pain and the desperate ways we try to survive it.

The most beautiful part of "The Whale" was its reminder that being real, truly real, is what matters. Not how we look. Not how we perform. But how we show up, scars and all.

And maybe the bravest thing we can do as people is to create space for authenticity. To let others be seen without needing to be "fixed". To check our biases before assuming we don’t have any.

I can’t undo the way the world treated my family. But I can keep trying to be better. Kinder. And help someone else feel less alone in the fight to be seen.

[lynxmuse]

When I first saw the interior photo of this library (presented by the architect at a conference), I had the strangest feeling, and one that I’d never had before: it reminded me of a project I did in school. And, in that moment, I was getting to see what it might have looked like had it been built.

Specifically (because there are, of course, thousands of differences between it and my school project), it was those amazing bookshelves. Suspended from the structure above, they become this dense sculptural object and leave the area beneath them clear. Which is wild, and more than a bit surreal, walking freely under these ordinarily heavy objects that would divide and constrict the space. Here, instead, the overall feel is of the open space, soaring upwards and infused with light from three sides.

Which is pretty darn epic.  Seeing something that I’d, in a way, envisioned so long ago, was its own kind of surreal, and I can’t help but dig it.

Biblioteca Vasconcelos by Alberto Kalach (who also did this reflection pavilion)

[evercelle]

[scriblesandbits]

God IS a middle schooler and we ARE a science project except he does know we exist and has very mixed feelings about the whole ordeal

[majestic-trilliums]

It was never supposed to end with us. I was only supposed to be a catalyst to your awakening. And you may never fall in love again, because it’s not what’s bestowed to you. Though that’s your path.. But do know, there is no hate in my heart for you or your family. In past lives I was there to help your family out of the pain and suffering that you were experiencing, but never were we to last as one. For a matter of fact, we never had children together. I’m not sorry for anything we had to go through, because towards the end, that was me telling you to saddle up, and get your shit straight before I kill the ignorance out of you myself. I’m glad our connection came to an end, because I found myself someone that I’ve lived and died with through lifetimes. And now this time, we have a mission together that I cannot ignore. I say this to say- I’m no longer in love with you. And I don’t think I ever was, because you never loved me the way I needed to be loved no matter how many times I told you what I required. And I found, that I shouldn’t have to ask. I shouldn’t have to cry, I shouldn’t have to use my body to make it known what I need. Because this new connection I have, I don’t have to be touched for him to understand me, and I don’t need to hear a single word from him to know what he may need from me. though we can’t read each others mind, I can still hear him. And most of all, he sees me, as I see him with honor and grace to the path that he’s chosen. He is my emperor, and I no longer have to wait. Now he just needs to be ready for when I say jump, because in no matter what lifetime, we have always found each other, knowing we were never lost. We birthed something together without any physical motion. And I don’t know what this lifetime will bring to our connection, but whatever it is, I’m right here for it, even if it doesn’t end with us, burned and buried together in the mists of the wallows. I love him nonetheless, and I’ll always love and respect him the same.

When I got into my first totaled vehicle accident, I died that night. And I’ve been dead for 2 years, and 29 days. And Monday night I was reborn…. I can breathe again. I feel I see the world as I did before, but through a new lens.