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.