Fragments of quiet. Glimpses of grace. Stillness, caught mid-breath.
Between the noise and the next thing, there are moments that shimmer—soft as breath, steady as light. Slices of Stillness gathers these fragments: a shadow on the wall, a ripple in sound, a held gaze. Here, time slows. Here, you can listen to what silence is trying to say.
One Day, I’ll Bake
I’ve always wanted to learn how to make bread from scratch. Not just the quick kind, but the kind that asks you to slow down — to knead, to wait, to trust.