Orchid Child is about coming home to myself—especially the parts I used to quiet down. For a long time, I confused my sensitivity with weakness, but it’s always been where my strength lives.

The woman in the painting, with orchids in her hair, is calmly rising from the water with her eyes closed. The reflection of her face marks a turning point: the moment when self-awareness begins to shift into self-acceptance.

Like the orchid, I’ve come to see that softness isn’t fragility, it’s power. It’s what allows me to feel deeply, stay open, and grow into who I really am.