My Near Death Experience Arts and Thoughts

“I stand among the ashes of what was mine, yet I do not mourn.

For what is lost were only shadows of possession,

and what remains is the thread of my becoming.

I gather the unseen fibers — memory, breath, will —

and weave anew the tapestry of my soul.”

— BoJenn, The Weaver of What Remains

And what do weaver’s do?

Art. We create our art.

Art comes in many different forms and varieties.

My Art

We Weave What Remains

Weave away from your dilemma