You have entered my temple of ARTISTRY, the inner sanctum of the

H O U S E O F E M B E R S

This is a place for the quiet divine—the writer with ink-stained fingers, the artist who paints her longing, the woman who has burned and been reborn.

Here, I offer my fire not to consume you—but to ignite you.

This is not a platform. It is a sanctuary. A living altar to art, story, and legacy.

You are not here by accident.

Welcome to the Temple.