📌 Dust Motes #0: The Weight of Softness

[dustandhoney]

 🌙 welcome to dust & honey

I’m Patch (Ellery, if we’re being formal).

My pronouns are ey/em/eirs.
Archivist by trade, mender by instinct, tea-blender by compulsion.

 

This journal is a quiet corner.
For dust motes in morning light, letters I haven’t sent, books with margins full of thoughts.

I post slowly, about:

• What I’m reading (and rereading)
• Things I’ve mended, literal and otherwise
• Forest thoughts, rain thoughts, hearth thoughts
• Feelings I’m still figuring out how to say

I believe in softness, slowness, and the radical act of noticing.

If you're here, I hope something here holds you gently.

Comments are always open. Kindly is the only rule.
Put the kettle on. You’re welcome here.

Comments

[openpantrydoor]

oh Patch.
this is so like you. warm, small, full of light caught in the corners.

i’m glad to be here. quietly so.
the kettle’s on. there’s cake (for the counter, mostly, but i saved us a bit).
i’ll be reading along. gently.
the rain thoughts might undo me a little. i think that’s alright.

love,
rae

[cirquels]

saw you on an add me. added. i see you havent been back in a while. i hope you choose to come back. i think id enjoy your posts.