Name: Lakshmi Tucker
Zodiac : Capricorn
MBTI: ISFJ
DISC: Conscientiousness
I don’t write because I have answers. I write because certain questions won’t leave me alone. And I tend to linger where certainty loosens and curiosity begins. Words arrive here slowly, like light through branches. If something pauses you, please stay.
On curiosity
I move slowly through ideas, letting them unfold instead of arrive. Curiosity guides me more than conclusions. I question gently, not to dismantle, but to see what remains.
And I linger where answers hesitate.
For me, thought is less about solving and more about sensing.
I trust curiosity when it wanders off the path.
I prefer wonder over certainty, and listening over declaring.
Expand Below To Continue Reading! about my backyard birds —and backyard pets
Open gently, and see who moves in ways that echo your own, the angry ones or the adorable ones?
The angry ones — dedicating this space to my pet squirrel, the angry one
I would like to dedicate this section to my pet squirrel —the angry one , the hard working one , the persevering against all odds one, the loving one , the most ever brilliant one!
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The scared ones — dedicating this space to my most frightened ones, the cautious one
This space is for the most fragile ones.
The easily startled. The ones who have learned to watch from a distance before daring to come closer.
It is a sanctuary in a sense; carefully shaped, quietly tended where even a brief glance is honored. Nothing here rushes you. Nothing demands courage you don’t yet have.
I’m learning how to build an oasis that welcomes them gently, season after season; through the unfolding of spring, the heat of summer, the stillness of winter. It asks for patience, devotion, and a kind of care that often goes unseen. But it is worth it to be honest; every moment, every effort —— because safety is never wasted.
And somewhere in the making of it, a quiet relief arrives. You begin to sense the vast tenderness of Mother Nature herself, and realize that wonder does not live far away. It has been waiting all along, just outside your balcony —– breathing, listening, ready to be noticed.
Stay awhile, there are untold stories here.
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The adorable baby birds — dedicating this space to my most precious ones, the chirpy one
Stay tuned!! there are untold stories here!
told in the quiet tremble of tiny wings, in the pauses between chirps —— in the courage it takes for a small life to be seen.
Stay tuned!! there are untold stories here!
where tiny birds grow brave in hidden places, and —— gentleness becomes the language that keeps them alive.
Stories that trust only those who arrive quietly.
And what about the loud ones identifying the stealthy ones — dedicating this space to obnoxiously loud ones, the stealthy one?
Nutcase
—the indignant squirrel
This is the story of a ballistic squirrel—not just any squirrel, but the indignant one —the one clearly irritated by the simple fact that birds possess wings. While they glide effortlessly between branches, he must climb the tall tree beside the balcony, scramble halfway up, and perform a daring seven-foot leap to reach the goal, the mighty peanut.
Psychological Types
These are voices of the world shaped by temperament , glimpses of how personality colors the life one leads. Minds and choices that altered the course of thought, power, and possibility. Open gently, and see who moves in ways that echo your own.
My ISFJ friends, wish I could go back in time and befriend them!
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