I Thought I Lost Myself. I Handed Myself Over, Piece by Piece.
One day, I was shopping in a clothes store. I usually came with my ex-partner, but that day they had work, so I was there by myself. The…
Your life isn’t a straight line. On this curving road, four crescents wait in the valleys to be lit.
30
Years — I'm only now starting to know myself.
6
Lifequakes
5
Years to slowly walk out of the in-between
Night Letters · 夜信
Some words are meant for the night.
→ Write a letter under the treeWorkshops · 實體工作坊
Some kinds of awareness, you have to walk through.
You have to choose, move, say it out loud in a room — that's when the body remembers. Every gathering ends the same way: we hang our night letters together, so the evening gets to stay.
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Life Map
Lay your life out as a map, and see who walked each stage with you.
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The Archetype Game
Get to know yourself by choosing — walk the stations and see who shows up.
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Mental Funeral
A funeral for who you used to be — so the next you can walk out the door.
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Or · read slowly
No rush to test. You can start with words.
Four entries · you’ll see
One at a time. In the end they become a whole.
Not four results. Four angles on the same person.
Who’s Driving
You know who you are right now.
Where I’m Stuck
You see which stretch you’re standing in.
What Makes Me Come Alive
You can tell being good at it from being alive in it.
Who I Am in Love
You see the one you keep looking for.
A space for people on the way. If you’re at a turning point, take your time.