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THE REVEALED STORY

WHERE PERSONAL TRUTH & CREATIVITY BECOME ONE

APRIL 15, 2026

Elizabeth, April 22, 2026April 23, 2026

Lying in the middle of my bed at night, and waking up still in the same spot, is a feat I never thought I could accomplish. Not wanting to get up this morning, I stared into my closet, eyeing exactly what I was going to wear today. After a preemptive strike against the emails building in my inbox, I made my way to the shower, eager to adorn a new favorite. And thus my day began.

The battle of me versus my space has been a long-fought one. Wearing mostly black (my favorite color), reminds me of the vastness of a universe beyond what we know, yet also brings to mind the experience of looking into dark depths, and finding nothing of substance. Or is that just my perception?

When Galileo discovered the earth was not the center of the universe, it threw the entire church system into a chaotic spin. You would think beliefs have changed vastly since then. In some respects, yes. Yet many people can find themselves still holding fast to an idea until holding the grasp takes more energy than it does to accept the truth. 

I have spent the past several days intentionally focusing on how to de-center men. The idea of an male-centric planet seems absurd from a modern standpoint. Yet in this day and time, after everything we’ve learned about the world we live in and beyond, most of the human population still centers half of the human species, and expects the other half to revolve around it. This happens all the time, sometimes without us even realizing it. Anybody who disagrees with the thought that men should rule over all of creation almost always receives some level of push-back. Even the mere mention of de-centering men to a Christian friend recently led her to ask this question: “Are you in therapy?” You can see where this conversation was trying to get steered. Therapy is for the purpose of liberation, not compliance, and I am no longer interested in complying with the unspoken rules of the world in which I live.

Let’s dive into a short story of love and romance, shall we? In “Just For Her,” the focus is on a relationship that falls outside the expected norm, yet remains equally valid and worthy of notice. And no matter how your day began today, whether from the center of your bed or on its edge, everything is going to be okay. ⚢ 

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