Hello, my name is Kimberlee, a writer-heart and nomadic dreamer. This space is about documenting narrowboat life, travels across the pond and back again (between UK and Australia) and what it's really like living with depression and complicated grief.
Bravely is an invitation to see the binaries and filters, and refusing to conform to notions of audience and expert, reader and writer, seeker and guide.
When we bump up against the algorithm, or a system that demands performance, it can feel hopeless, transactional - even empty. Because the messy, multiple, shimmering reality cannot be stuffed into binary boxes.
Writing is like breathing to me. When I write unconstrained, I'm able to stay present with what hurts, until I begin to recognise what shimmers.
And so dear friend, as I share my experiences, may the fierce tenderness of touching the ache together, help us see the light in each other.
I'm so grateful you're here, that we found each other through the noise.
Mo Chridhe, holding you in the shimmer
✑ Wanna say hi! email bravelysheblogs [at] proton [dot] me
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