Linen is more than fabric. It’s memory in thread.
Made from flax. One of Earth’s oldest crops, linen carries a quiet charge.
It doesn’t just breathe; it listens. It cools the body, clears static, and refuses to hold what isn’t yours.
That’s why I wear linen on days I need clarity.
It’s light but strong. Earth rooted but air coded.
It doesn’t trap. It moves energy out.
Some say linen repels negative frequencies. I think it simply remembers the original signal. The one before noise.
It’s not always soft. But neither am I.
So if you see me wrapped in linen; I’m not dressing up. I’m tuning in.
