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Showing posts with label Reflections on Stillness. Show all posts
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The Aftermath of Brokenness: A Worn Spirit’s Resonance

 

๐Ÿบ The Aftermath: Part Two


"Sometimes, the hardest part of healing isn’t the break itself—it’s standing in the quiet room that follows, staring at the scattered pieces of what used to hold your glory. This morning, we are archiving the heavy, unspoken spaces of the aftermath.”

A two-panel diptych image. The left side shows a tall, elegant white ribbed ceramic vase filled with vibrant pink and orange floral branches standing upright. The right side shows the same white vase shattered on a tiled floor, its vibrant pink contents scattered amid broken ceramic shards and spilled dark liquid.
"Glory can be shattered in a single, sudden gasp of wind. But even in the aftermath, when only scattered pieces and crumbs remain, there is power in choosing to document the breaking.”


How they used our innocence to satisfy their selfish desires, and left behind crumbs after a broken glass.