🌸💄🔫 Life is an intricate dance of the passions that shape our character. Each day, as I adorn myself in vintage dresses and embrace my feminine aura, I'm weaving a thread of grace into my soul’s tapestry. The soft folds of lace and pastel hues reflect an era where elegance reigned supreme.
But then, there is fire. A fire that ignites when I train with firearms; a poignant reminder of my strength and resilience. This facet of me is fierce; an indomitable spirit that demands discipline and focus, as bullets whisper through the air. This too, is a thread in my tapestry - one of power and perseverance.
This morning
my hair is up in a messy bun, wearing just shorts and a t-shirt, with a cigar delicately perched between my fingers. Here, in this stillness, the world fades away. It’s in these moments that I feel my angels close, whispering ancient wisdoms through the breeze.
Two dear friends reminded me today that, in this quiet space, the essence of who I am remains unaltered. My vintage garments, my firearms - they are expressions of my soul, yet not its entirety. Stripped of adornments and the day’s endeavors, the core of who I am remains.
As smoke spirals upward, my heart is full knowing that every thread - whether woven through elegance, fortitude, or simple moments of reflection - creates the infinite tapestry that is me.
Remember this, too, for yourself. Our tapestries are rich and diverse, and the essence of who we are is constant through the ebb and flow of life's passions and silences.