(A tiny sticker revolution.)

In November 2025, a stubborn whisper from my soul, took shape into reality as a colorful, waterproof sticker, with the words:

You Belong.

As I kept placing those words on gas pumps, drinking fountains, benches, bus stops; in restrooms and other public places, they started to echo back to myself as well.

The poem underneath the year of photos is the longer version of that whisper… my heart’s reminder to you (and me:)

Belonging isn’t something we earn.

It’s what we are.

You Belong.

Perteneces.

K’é.

(If I could have added all languages I would have, but these two seemed most crucial.)

I hope it made one sister or brother feel seen, heard, loved.

You belong.

To the Earth, your Mother.

Her pain is your pain.

Her joy is your joy.

Feel everything.

You belong

to the sound of your own voice,

even-and especially-

in silence.

You are never alone.

The movements of the Universe

are the movements of You-

see how beautiful You are!

You belong to everything You love.

(You Are Love.)

You belong to Yourself.

You are free to go,

free to come,

and free to dream.

Welcome Home.

*As I finally post this almost a year later: I don’t think any of us were prepared for the subsequent unfolding of increased national and global chaos, targeting, suppression, cruelty and destruction. Lives forever changed. Atrocious attempts at de-humanization.

Thanks to many brave and wise souls, we are becoming more and more aware of the many ancient layers and systems of corruption, deception, distortion, inversion, control and manipulation overarching everything.

Thankfully this is increasingly shared, seen, heard and believed. It’s about time.

WE DO NOT CONSENT.

We stand with all survivors.

And we will never give up.

Our joint Light is fierce and unstoppable.

WE BELONG.

🔥🔥🔥

Saskia