Some weeks, the work is to speak. Other weeks, itβs to listen. This one belongs to the latter.
In this collection, Iβve gathered one artifact, one story, and three poems β each tracing the subtle ways we reach for connection, even in silence.

An exploration of language as a living presence β how words respond to us, and what happens when we stop treating them as tools and start hearing them as companions.
The Listening Word β
A small goblin gathers moments of softness from the world β one raindrop at a time.
The Goblin Who Collected Raindrops β
A trio of poems about memory, peace, and the quiet ache of love that lasts.
Allβs Peaceful Here β
Little Blue Whale β
Autumn of Words β
Thank you for reading, for listening, and for keeping me company in these small, bright moments.
β Xacalya π«