A Small Hello from The Other Side

After nearly ten months away from writing, I'm finally back in my writer's saddle. It’s not as squishy as I remember. It feels almost familiar—like greeting an old friend that I haven’t seen in years. It’s not a bad feeling, though, just different. Nonetheless, I’m back in the saddle. For so long, it has felt as though I've been immobile, frozen in time, while the world has moved on without me. Indeed, this year has been insufferable. Until today, when suddenly, I woke up with the urge to write. How I’ve missed writing.

My flamingo mug (a companion to my writing escapades) is refilled, my faux desk tulips have been dusted off, and my writing desk is quiet with the anticipation of keys tapping. The words stumble at first, but they're flowing again, and that's enough for now. I only hope that some of these blogged rambles will coalesce and form something that makes sense. Let’s see.

To begin with, I suppose I should introduce myself. I’m Ty, and this is my re-beginning, rebirth, and reincarnation blog. A place where I journal, sharing ideas, opinions, dreams, and vulnerabilities. Maybe a little trauma dumping, too.

Writing has always been more than just my happy place. For most of my life, writing has been a lifeline. There’s something cathartic that transpires when I write, something almost medicinal. Whether I’m journaling self-discoveries, writing an opinion essay, or writing a professional piece on a humanitarian cause, there’s always a sense of truth, advocacy, and empowerment within my text. Words, and their equity, are bold transactions. In broader terms, they facilitate the creation of community. After all, words aren’t supposed to be just written. They’re intended to be read, digested, understood, and relatable. It’s that sense of togetherness that I especially love when writing a blog.

Artist, designer, wordsmith, and poet. Amateur photographer, puzzle queen, and historian. Spiritualist, clairvoyant, and daughter of Hekate. Neurodivergent, philosopher, activist, and feminist. And all the flamboyant spectrums in between are the ingredients that make me a chocolate-indulgent, tea-swigging, and animal-obsessed human. It’s quite truthful to say that I’m a multifaceted creature who loves to wear my best evening gown while slouching on the couch watching Agatha Christie reruns on BritBox. Preferably with a pot of Yorkshire tea and a side plate of French pastries.

Although British-born, I moved to the States in 2015 to be with my American wife. For a decade, Georgia has been my home. The adaptation needed for a European to integrate into American culture is exceptionally difficult, especially considering the last few years. Yet, in another scope of reality, Georgia and I have enjoyed an enchanting and unexpected love affair. There’s something mystical about Georgia; something that exists beneath the stereotypes of regressive Bible belt communities, and once discovered, that transcendent ethos becomes dependence. Besides, who doesn’t love the smell of Georgia’s magnolia blooms first thing in the morning?

Now my introduction is out of the way, let me welcome you to my new blog! This Ty Tzavrinou blog is a new interface, a new journal within a new era of self, and a new vessel voyaging the seas of vocabulary and self-expression.

So, here’s to my first blog post of 2025! To light, clarity, and the joy of starting anew. Even if the road ahead is uphill.