A reflection on care, frugality and mildness, about finding meaning in what already exists, how materials become whole in the right context.

Let it exist Sometimes, finishing something matters more than making it perfect. I completed a woven nest — layers of branches, rattan, and dried blooms, with a light hidden inside. It felt complete, like everything had found its place. The same day, I finished an old writing prompt. Both reminded me: You don’t have to get it right. You just have to let it exist.