There’s nothing left.
This world is black.
I’ve bled myself dry for you —
skin and bones,
nothing left.
Cracked and bruised,
on my knees
with my hands raised.
I close my eyes
and float away —
this shell in slow decay.
Cut me
until there’s nothing left.
Rip my heart
from my chest.
This pain —
it’s here to stay.
I’m a designer, artist, and seeker who believes in the poetry of everyday life. I build brands and websites rooted in intention and elegance — that’s my Worthy Creative side. But beyond business, there’s Her Wild Whispers — my personal sanctuary where I paint, write, and share the soft, soulful fragments of my journey.
For years, I lived in the tension between doing and being. I pushed until I broke, then learned how to listen. Now, I create from a place of gentleness. Here, you’ll find my original art, intimate musings, and digital offerings that invite you to slow down and lean into what’s real.
When I’m not designing or writing, I wander in nature, paint small still lives, read, and ask quiet questions of the world. I’m so glad you’re here — welcome into this evolving space of becoming.
