freedom

honestly, it feels excellent to say that we've finally reformed all the loveliest habits in life.

I actually hesitated to continue revealing my pictures with reasons not to, but whatever.

I really love this picture.

It's a picture taken near a waterfall.

I would prefer not to wear black again though, it's just absorbing heat energy and also the kind of aura from too many people in crowded places (kinda hot & tired, just personal opinion).

We have enough number of white tops to style into hundreds of ways. Using fashion as a bold language to represent myself is also a new thing I think about recently after my era of wearing very bland colours. I hope to feel and get to be seen as an art myself.

Every time we clear the wardrobe or pick what to pair up with which in different ways, we know that we have a slight personality change again. Some clothes that we won't wear the same while some that we would adore next. I love to see lovely humans who wear things their ways though. Lovely.

Colourful cotton skirt with pockets! White top feels silky yet eco-friendly. I just love these things.

Being an Empress in White with an artistic heart and choosing love could be easy.

Creating miracles of love everywhere is effortless.

I choose what I believe in. I choose what I know, and I am able to validate myself while I trust that my mirrored self would meet me with lots of love.

I know, I was always like 'a bit challenging, but we try' or carve that 'no pain no gain' in mind. We're ditching it. Yes.

Unnecessary pain and complications. Not for us. I don't want or need them. Not our ways, I have to admit.

I keep a file with so many miracles of love where these things show me how to be protected while allowing opportunities to come with love. They're as easy as breathing, eating, and walking for healthy people like us.

I also get rid of many other things along the way.

Asking quick questions and responding intuitively by saying 'Yes' or 'No'.

I'm grateful for the ability to be honest to myself.

Whether it's because of #OutdoorOffices or the 'yes, yes, yes' when we ask ourselves 'Nature?', we just have to do this more often.

The most ironic part is that it's one station nearer to that place we hosted our first meeting with our previous collaborators. We even had to take the bus or book a ride or cross the street that made us feel so uncomfortable last time. I don't know.

I'm also a weirdo on eco-friendly things. I love watercolour over acrylics now that I know acrylics are not that eco-friendly. Yet, my keycaps on my keyboards are made of plastic and I'm living in a place that has been built up after destroying the habitats of tons of the other living things in nature. How ironic, right?

I also check the labels to know if my clothes are made of cotton or the other recycled materials, but I'm also a shopaholic who had my skincare products in plastic bottles. I kind of found an alternative on that one as I love castor oil for face nowadays. Ya, I do ask myself if there's a butterfly effect to this or not.

I do have glass bottles and mugs, but I also have plastic bottles that are lighter and close tightly. I've even seen recycling centres with people with eyes full of hope that there's a better tomorrow. Maybe. I hesitated on sharing the statistics that only a single digit percentage of plastics are recycled each year so far. We didn't tell them. And, I've seen so called eco-friendly events using plastic cutleries. I've also seen so called eco-friendly conferences being held in other ways that are nowhere near eco-friendly. I'm one who hopes to influence with love, not anger or complaints. So, we'll be gentle. We'll be calm. We'll be respectful. We'll try to be as forgiving as the Sun. We'll appreciate what the others have done for us while we try to do it our ways too. It's okay. It's really okay because I see more changes too. Packaging that are made of seaweed, campaigns for people who're making an effort to rewind what humans have done so far. I see hope. I think I really see hope.

I actually feel much better when I see the arts of shadow. We'll mention it in a long-form video that I'm about to release soon.

we'll have more posts, videos, and sharing dedicated to our spiritual art journey.

honestly, I think that people could look at an art and feel something. Maybe they heal, maybe they feel seen, maybe they just resonate much with it. Or if it's the opposite, they've received something.

I saw my art therapist friend using arts to express.

I saw a psychiatrist friend using AI arts for people to heal.

I'm a biomedical engineering graduate, in case you don't know yet.

I love arts.

I love intuitive arts in particular.

I think I have something to say with arts.

I don't have an art studio because I'm not quite sure who started the 'studio' as a must for artists to enjoy calling themselves artists. It's the same as many things. With or without these, I personally hope that anybody who enjoys arts gets to enjoy arts with love.

I used to not think that way until I see what's being told when I was on my entrepreneurship journey. I do love to see people who enjoy having their studios when they truly enjoy their arts freely.

So, nature would be my studio if I have to really choose one.

And, maybe a secret room with a private spot that I don't tell nobody.

I know, I shared how I have arts on table, and anywhere in nature, but I'll keep somewhere nobody knows to myself. In fact, you could also keep somewhere if you like too.

There's always something that the public knows very well at first glance of an art, and there's always something that people won't understand (maybe sometimes including the artist) even after multiple attempts of analysing because it's something to be felt through the art.

I'm glad that I have my eyes to allow and accept differences in different artists despite a very different opinion or perspective of mine.

I'm grateful that the world is expanding and branching out with so many more expressions.

thank you.

previous poems & stories are here.

I am so proud of myself with lots of love

with love,
Cliona Chee