<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Jasmine Titcomb Photography]]></title><description><![CDATA[Jasmine Titcomb Photography]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2026 09:14:33 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[supportive crowd]]></title><description><![CDATA[The story of a human on their way down to the ground -- a slow journey made dormant by the hum of a supportive crowd. They softened every warning, turned tremors into praise, wrapped the fall in velvet words and called it better days. Feet forget their urgency, eyes unlearned the sky, hands that once reached outward hung quiet at their sides. And somewhere in the stillness, a quieter truth was found-- not every voice that lifts you is meant to keep you sound. So down became a question, not...]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/supportive-crowd</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbf1e075afb0779a755296</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 19:27:52 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_39b5ae47ead3498d8c7864af6b243203~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[unmedicated truth ]]></title><description><![CDATA[I laid awake last night for the first time in I don't know when; drugs aren't kicking in -- and the silence had a pulse, a slow, unmedicated truth pressing against my ribs. No softened edges, no drifting off mid-thought -- just the weight of being here without a buffer. I counted breaths like they might carry me somewhere gentler, but they only brought me back again and again to the same unfiltered hour. And somewhere in that unrest was a quiet, unfamiliar thing -- not peace, but something...]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/unmedicated-truth</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbe75c8614fb4128b16396</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:42:46 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_19bbaaa57427464ebba76cb2db335568~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[north star]]></title><description><![CDATA[An earth-side purgatory— moving in patterns, not knowing up from down. A tight rein and a narrow mind never serve what you want them to. They forget to say the North Star won’t take you home unless your feet are moving. And how do I do that?]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/north-star</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbe433515c02011a11e187</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:28:20 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_0809ccf432c8481ca019704503465108~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[the migration ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dear birds, ​ You write your answers across the horizon every day,  letters made of motion sent to anyone willing to look up. ​I read them slowly. ​ You tell me to go when it is time to go. To  hunger honestly. To  bend with what cannot be controlled.  To rest inside momentum.  To lead when strength arrives and follow when grace invites.​ You tell me the sky was never owned -- only entered.​ So this is my reply: ​ I am learning. ​One small migration at a time,  one brave decent, one soft...]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/the-migration</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbe35b75afb0779a7533e3</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:26:55 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_53ae1fa86a814641898bd11143de35fd~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[no return ]]></title><description><![CDATA[and here we go down a path of no return only to return again]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/no-return</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbe25ef3cf8ba14d93a23e</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:21:04 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_a26db33414bd4cf6b65d841736b33394~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[the insignificant]]></title><description><![CDATA[The significance of the insignificant lies in the breath before spoken word, the chipped edge of a teacup, the thread that never shows. It  shifts nothing loudly, never asking to be noticed— only keeps us from unraveling. The smallest crack invites the flood.]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/the-insignificant</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbe1e6515c02011a11ddf9</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:19:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_55f2dfd6420447c0904076495ae05552~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[in waves ]]></title><description><![CDATA[It comes in waves as it has and how I can assume it will again. There is no signal, only the shift— a heaviness, a thinning of the air. I pause, not to fight, but to feel it pass through. Then I go on, carrying less or maybe more.]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/in-waves</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbe13e515c02011a11dc91</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:16:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_65618b208db0465797527151fb3bbeda~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[drown in peace]]></title><description><![CDATA[oh, but I learned to struggle well  to slowly drown in peace  that a loud voice with a strong hand isn’t always what it seems;]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/drown-in-peace</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbe08343e56f31776e3f22</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:13:56 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_5920183cc69e427da03a61e1a7ab3428~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[what if]]></title><description><![CDATA[what if you got carried away down a road that leads to two places what if you got the chance to choose to decide if you want to be what you feel or decide if you want to be who you are what if you chose to get carried away what if this happens everyday what if]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/what-if-2</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbdfd34760d48e5e9026f5</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:10:31 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_4ad94365b2854eee81b0ce93f6811e66~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[oh my ]]></title><description><![CDATA[here I am heading down a road I never wanted to travel  I start to let my mind unravel  oh my; white lines will make you blind in the middle of the night sky  oh my; here I am, unraveled]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/oh-my</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbdec1515c02011a11d67f</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:08:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_d4feb34357704a5991fc34dc00197955~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[the dark light ]]></title><description><![CDATA[we paint the corners black we leave the middle bright pretending the dark won't reach the light and when it does confronted with vain the light will leave and the black shall stay]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/the-dark-light</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbde4c75afb0779a752938</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:03:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_f9c4fbfcdc2c4d93a8e6dd99026e1e88~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[the hush]]></title><description><![CDATA[The light the darkness sheds upon us. In  its shadowed glow, we learn what cannot be taught in daylight. It  does not comfort, but it clarifies. In  its hush, we become what we truly are.]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/the-hush</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbdda24760d48e5e9021e3</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 18:01:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_734a846fcfbc4b7191b1732ed98669ca~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[ego trip]]></title><description><![CDATA[explain that to me  the simpatico way; two of the same  an ego trip dripped in honey  strings meant to strum; frail to the touch explain that to me]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/ego-trip</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbdd2c43e56f31776e373c</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 17:58:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_e2cf442cca894f138a90781553fefa5a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[what if]]></title><description><![CDATA[what if you took a new road to a new place took on a new name and nothing changed what if]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/what-if-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbdcdf43e56f31776e3694</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 17:57:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_71eafc470bd9498b9d2fd599a8fc0152~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[quiet being   ]]></title><description><![CDATA[The light thins out and leaves a clean line across the floor. Touches the edge of the table, your hand, the part of the day that’s already over. We stay a minute longer than needed. No  reason. Just habit, maybe. You ’ll remember the color of the air Not for what it was— but for how quietly it stopped being here.]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/the-light</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbdc6075afb0779a7524dc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 17:55:07 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_49b80ac740fd4486a8e24c7412c69964~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[like the others ]]></title><description><![CDATA[a tree in the forest tall and strong boundless and rooted largely overlooked for being just like the others]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/the-tree</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbdbbb4760d48e5e901ddc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 17:52:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_e35ca4e0d8e34fd88cd54c08315124c5~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[what if]]></title><description><![CDATA[what if today you stood where you always stand but saw something entirely different what if]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/what-if</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbdb0875afb0779a7521e2</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 17:49:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_6dca2a5f2a954a24b018df950ba0d9f1~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[to war]]></title><description><![CDATA[to war; we paint our faces sharpen our knives into each day with a battle to conquer a victory to win an ego to protect but into each day with a clean slate empty hands a soft heart it seems ill prepared]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/to-war</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbda588614fb4128b1481a</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 17:46:38 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_583eac979bea47d28999e9a6cf3c244d~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[more human]]></title><description><![CDATA[moments that make you feel like you want to be more human  to make room again  to quit ruminating  on the past, although it seems to last  until now  eyes open mind roped in to be in the moment is to feel pure pain, pure joy oh boy here we go again  more human]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/more-human</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbd697515c02011a11c3c5</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 17:31:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_b3697088342c457c8ba08425c1ca8e19~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[collecting debts ]]></title><description><![CDATA[collecting debts I've never held ones that are not mine to owe but I pay for them everyday]]></description><link>https://www.jasminetitcombphotography.com/post/collecting-debts</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69dbd5db4760d48e5e9010c5</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 17:27:56 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a66802_470f0f6bfc454a018e3f7d75bb874c19~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Jasmine Titcomb</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>