Whispers from the Broomstick

 A Soft Place to Land There are moments when the world feels just a little too loud. So, I made a picture of a place I’d rather be. Not somewhere real, at least, not in the traditional sense. But a quiet little village, wrapped in springtime light, where the breeze is gentle and the weight I’m carrying feels lighter somehow. In my mind, I’ve ridden a bike here. My thoughts trailing behind me like ribbons, streaming loose in the wind. And now I’m still, breathing it all in. This is what I do when things start to feel too full. I find a still moment, and I make it visual. Sometimes I think I feel too much. I absorb things I don’t always know what to do with. People’s joys, heartaches, the unspoken in-between. It settles in my bones before I even realize it. And while I love being someone others turn to, there are days when I feel a little lost in it. Like I’ve wandered too far from my own center. So I create these little spaces in Second Life. Not just for the picture...but for ...

(My Tiny Glade)   Tiny Glade: My Tiny Escape from Big Chaos Lately, I’ve been losing myself in Tiny Glade , a game so cozy it might as well come with a free blanket and a cup of tea. It’s a sandbox-style wonderland where you build picturesque little landscapes roads winding through forests, quaint cottages nestled among trees, and adorable creatures just vibing with no particular agenda. There’s no pressure, no deadlines, no “you must do this or you fail” nonsense just pure, unfiltered relaxation. What makes Tiny Glades so special to me is its ability to hush the chaotic noise of real life. After a long day of dealing with emails, responsibilities, and whatever else life throws at me (seriously, why so much?), I grab my laptop, make a ridiculously oversized cup of tea, wrap myself in a blanket like a human burrito, and settle in. The joy of creating a little world one I’d actually want to live in is the perfect antidote to reality. Visually, this game is a total delight. Every det...

  Creating for Joy, Not for Likes Let’s be real for a second Platforms to share your art can be a battlefield. Not the fun, imaginary kind with dragons and orcs, but the exhausting kind where creativity is pitted against algorithms, and art becomes a numbers game. And honestly? I’m over it. I didn’t start taking pictures in Second Life to rack up likes, to battle it out for the biggest blogger deals, or to stress over which post gets the most engagement. I started because I love it. Because snapping a picture, editing it, and bringing an idea to life is my version of a meditation. And somewhere along the way, I almost forgot that. I found myself obsessing over details, tweaking and perfecting until the magic of the process was lost. What was supposed to be an escape a way to let my imagination run wild became a self-imposed pressure cooker. And for what? A few extra hearts on a screen?  Don’t get me wrong, I’ll absolutely credit something if I love it. The fashion, the builds,...