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.14 " we’re just atoms that arranged themselves the right way, and we can understand that about ourselves. is that not amazing?"

.14 " we’re just atoms that arranged themselves the right way, and we can understand that about ourselves. is that not amazing?"

- becky chambers, a psalm for the wild-built

Nicole Capó Martínez
05 Jan

anime gif of a white rose blooming with sparkles around it

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as the new year begins, i’m thinking about all of the times i’ve uncovered myself. through the years, i’ve revealed myself to myself over and over. i am a flower in eternal bloom.

i am endlessly hungry for authenticity.

there’s something that happens when the days grow short and the nights long—something ancient that wakes within us all, welcoming the return of the light and the promise of a new year and new opportunities.

- ava thorne, cocoa and clauses

i was born in the year of the snake. it’s no wonder i’m constantly shedding my skin. discovering what’s underneath.

screenshot of an instagram post that says: "2025: year of the snake. you shed, released, and cleared space. what was heavy and fake fell away. what was real remained. 2026: year of the horse. you move and rise with confidence. doors open. momentum returns. you're finally walking in the direction that feels right. - vex king"

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i wasn’t always like this, but i spent too long being the version of myself that others wanted me to be. when i finally learned to sift through the noise enough to begin finding glimmers of who i wanted to be, it felt like taking a deep breath. it felt like coming home.

i’ve learned there is a truth that lives inside of us, gnawing away at us. once we speak that truth, we begin to see the entire world differently. suddenly, there is no more pain. no more nerves. only truth.

you are free.

screenshot of an instagram post with white text over a black and white doodle of stars and squiggly lines. text says "this moment is never static. you are already in your becoming. never forget."

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what could the world be like, if we all revealed our truths? if we all released the thing that’s inside of us?

what would the world be like, if we all felt safe enough to be free?

who would you be, if you let go of the expectations others have for you? if you were really, truly you?

screenshot of an instagram post with a photo of a clay mug filled with a dark beverage. white text over the image says "u can literally just wake up and decide ' i'm done being who i've been.' u don't need a new year, u don't need a rock bottom. u don't need anyone's permission. change doesn't require the perfect moment. you're not stuck, you're always one decision away from a different life."

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the walls have been crumbling down around us for years, revealing the world for what it really is. why shouldn’t our own walls come down as well, that we may better bare our teeth against those who stand in our way?

that we may better see each other — and forge genuine connections in the process?

i am asking you to see me as i am rather than who you think i should be. i am asking you to see yourself as who you are. to find that self that lives deep in the heart of you, that self that no one else can be. to courageously step into the light. to show me — to show everyone — who you are.

screenshot of an instagram post with an image of a wooden drawer that's been pulled out and laid on a green background. inside the drawer is hotel stationary that says: "WYTHE HOTEL here we are in this room on a giant spinning rock it is beautiful together how easy we forget"

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i am asking you to be brave, not just for me, or even for you, but for all of us.

stay soft, stay unfolding.