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When I arrived home after my walk, I made a hummus bowl. My kitchen became like a thin place between two worlds. The bowl in my hands a small cauldron of peace. And I thought: perhaps healing is not a…

⚘ Att våga vara stökig i en ny början. ⚘ ⚘Må jag finna kraften att städa mitt hem idag eller imorgon. ⚘ Att bygga ett hem från hjärtat inspirerar mig. ⚘ Jag har inte haft ordning i mitt hem på…

I love misty summer nights. Whispers ride the cool, damp air and the earth exhales a secret prayer. The trees and me stand silent, yet alive, our shadows dance where fireflies dive. Stars peek through the veils of mist, each…

  “What shall we do if we get lost?” Stand still.  The trees before you and the bushes beside you are not lost. Wherever you are is a place called here, and you must treat it as a powerful stranger.…

Photographs by Sabina Tabakovic