Drifting Community

Intertwined

We meet each other slowly, like hands learning the language of warmth, no urgency, only attention. Time loosens its grip and lets us move at the pace of breath. There is a hush between us where the world steps back, and everything becomes texture— skin like silk warmed by sunlight, each touch a... read more

To live is to risk it all. Otherwise, you're just an inert chunk of randomly assembled molecules drifting wherever the universe blows you." — Rick Sanchez

No Map. Just Coffee 🤍

Just drifting, coffee in hand. Care to join the ride?

An Embrace of the Earth

Behold the mountains standing in their quiet line, encircling fields of green, the waters, and the homes below. Shades and colors softly intertwine, layer upon gentle layer, painting the world into something almost unreal. Oh, how beautiful… a glimpse of heaven I can feel in this very moment. It... read more

Old sword

Here is my latest piece with micron fine liners, hope you enjoy as I do! “Yes, my friend… your old sword... do you remember how it sang?" “We fell here,” the voice continued, soft as drifting cinders. “Betrayed, forgotten, left for eternity. But steel remembers what flesh forgets.” “Rise now.... read more

Genuine love nourishes you. It doesn't extinguish you nor does it starve you.

I am beyond grateful that my husband knows I am a living constellation not stone, not shadow, not something meant to endure neglect. I require nourishment. I require care. I require being kept. I was never meant to ration myself into survival, never meant to quiet hunger with water while drifting... (edited) read more