T🜁 β€’ {Taj M'hal}

T🜁 β€’ {Taj M'hal}

@undreaming.bsky.social

she/her * alchemistress, seclusive quaintrelle, weaver of the soft & strange. 'a sweetly scented, highly poisonous woodland flowering plant' https://undreaming.carrd.co

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Lost the little feline love of my life in May to cancer. Brought home a new kitten friend sometime later & fell in love, she was so gentle & sweet & perfect for my heart; had her for two months & lost her this morning when her heart stopped during a routine spay procedure. Not doing great, friends.

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i hope that men notice how whenever a rape story gets widespread coverage, women use it as an opportunity to vent about how fucking disgusting we think many of you are and how many have made our lives measurably worse, and take a few moments to deeply process that.

I miss having more followers and more engagement on Twitter, but the thought of going back there feels like putting a pile of wet, dirty clothes back on. Disillusioned by the people in charge here on bsky, too. Where is there to go that is just GOOD? Where it's just peace, and goodness?

This gentle sweetling is the little love of my life. A month ago she was diagnosed with laryngeal cancer, and the awful looming loss of that is so big & heavy that it feels too sacred to even share. She is my whole heart, my sole companion. Some days are just really, really hard and lonely.

A few weeks ago I shaved an area on her side so that I could send some of her long fur to an artist who will place it into a pendant for me. The spot I shaved is so naked and obvious now, but it is also so soft and warm, and it is currently my favorite place on her little body to kiSS.

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I typically only respond to correspondence if it’s in the form of a handwritten letter composed on an oak desk by candlelight using a quill dipped into a bottle of ink, enclosed in an envelope with a wax seal, and sent via raven, so no, I’m afraid I didn’t β€œsee your email.”

Standing in the middle of a sweltering attic, slowly wrapping a dusty glass skull & old funerary flowers. I'm mouthing words into the quiet, things born from longing and grief and love. My heart is a low thrum; a quiet chapel; a home in me for the dead.

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You have soft skin and nerves evolved specifically to feel pleasure. Your needs for love and tenderness and compassion are part of you and what connects you to others and the world. Be kind to the softness of yourself.

You are not strength. You are not production. You are not labor. You are not defined only by what you can do for other people. You are a whole, complicated, complex person. With needs, desires and your own moments of vulnerability and fragility. Treat yourself with the grace and love you deserve.