Stories by Jina Wallwork

The earth hangs above me and the sky rests beneath my feet. When my mind opened it changed my world forever. My thoughts have been challenged, and the concepts that I believed have evolved or been discarded. I see everything through a new perspective because I’ve been exposed to the stories of others, and I listened to their words. I see the world through eyes that aren’t my own, while I’m passive and open to the wisdom of others. The author becomes anonymous, drifting into the background, as their intellect and passion connects to my own. I investigate their world consuming the ideas that permeate their work. I explore their creations and see their breath circulating within its form. Their voices speak from inside their endeavors and I listen as though I’m the only witness. I listen to those quiet voices, that reveal a thousand journeys, and it elevates my spirit.