Lost, Yet Found

There is a Welsh word called hiraeth, which means a yearning for a home that does not exist. Like how an old house, once lived in and loved, could become a distant memory, then long forgotten, and eventually, reclaimed by nature.

When I see buildings returning to the elements, I have a strange mix of emotions – loneliness, longing, romanticism and wildness, even dread at the impending obsoleteness of life (not to be dramatic). These feelings, hard to grasp, can boil down to some notion of missing.

What’s missing? I’m not entirely sure. I will probably always wonder why I don’t feel quite at home on this planet and why I experience hiraeth. Despite this, there is one thing that I do know. That in forgotten places, a little plant called hedera will always grow. And in a world which can often feel like some important element is missing, we all have the capability to find what is lost.

Forgotten Ivy is a little home in the universe that offers stillness in reflection, comfort in what is healing, enjoyment in life’s simple pleasures, and beauty in the natural world – pieces I want to share from my heart to yours, in the hopes that we can all feel a little more belonging.