tikatarot (@tikatarot)
Architect | Aspiring Photographer & Tarot Card Artist | Childlike dreamer | Color addict | Loves yellow & lines | Tarot Card Reader
What Keeps Asking Me To Look Closer
I loosen my grip, because I know the moment I become certain that I already understand something is often the moment I stop seeing what else could be possibly true, I loosen my grip, not because I ...
An Old Alarm in an Empty House
I keep letting the frightened part of me run the whole day when it was never actually in charge, handing her the microphone every single time before anyone else gets a chance to speak, I keep letti...
Something Unexpected Begins Connecting
I admit I do not know, and there is something humbling about realizing that uncertainty does not mean I am incapable of moving but simply that I have not reached the part where the answer to certai...
Something Unexpected Begins Connecting
I let myself wonder, and there is something humbling about realizing that uncertainty does not mean I am incapable of moving, but simply that I have not reached the part where the answer can be see...
When The Unfinished Feels Like Possibility
I enter the experiment, carrying less certainty than I usually want because I know that my strongest ideas sometimes appear only after I stop demanding that they behave according to what I original...
The Room Inside My Mind
I catch myself, turning possibilities into problems before they have even had enough time to become what they might actually unfold, I catch myself, feeling the familiar urgency rise whenever somet...
The Unknown Becomes Less Frightening To Hold
I stay with beginnings, because I have learned how easily I can suffocate something, living by demanding that it explain its future before I have cared for its present, I stay with beginnings, resi...
The Quiet Architecture of Becoming
There is a shape I can’t see yet because I keep demanding to reveal itself today, I press my palm against something that’s still forming and ask it to be finished already, There is a shape I can’t ...
Punished for Not Already Knowing
There is a fragment I picked up without knowing yet what it wanted to become, a half sentence, a stray color, a shape that caught me before I understood why, There is a fragment I picked up without...
The Flawless City in My Head
I keep postponing a task until I feel worthy of it, the small unglamorous thing I could do in the next few hours if I actually let myself, I keep postponing a task until I feel worthy of it, and so...
A Whole New Loop that Taught Me
The moment I came to see the pattern, I came to realize that I needed to wake up and let the days pass by as if nothing has happened, I came to a point where I needed to listen to my own depletion,...
The Ordinary Rhythm Carries Me Forward
I put my hands to it, without asking whether this one small act is important enough to deserve the attention I am giving it regardless of the outcome, I put my hands to it, because I have noticed h...
The Work Starts Breathing Beyond My Intention
I loosen my grip, because I have learned how quickly a promising beginning can become distorted when I insist on knowing exactly where it should lead, I loosen my grip, not because I care less abou...
The Pressure To Know Begins Loosening
I’ll give it time to discover what truly endures after the initial excitement has subsided and I’m no longer convinced that every idea warrants my immediate attention, I’ll give it time because rus...
The Reality I Couldn’t Unsee
Why couldn’t I just stop, the storm is killing me softly, my brain is making me weak to my bones pretending that nothing happened, Why couldn’t I just stop, so I could go on with the life I wanted ...