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Lately, I've watched the things we made with care be copied, again and again.
Our photos, our videos, the words we wrote — even the way I stand beneath a chandelier — taken, and turned into someone else's.
It would be a lie to say it doesn't hurt. Those things were made frame by frame, word by word, with real care.
For a while, I wanted to chase it, to fight it, to ask "by what right." But slowly, I understood something —
What they can take is the thing I made yesterday. What they can't take is my ability to keep making, tomorrow.
A copied photo is still the one I shot. A copied idea — the person who first saw it is still me. Being copied, in a way, means the thing was good enough — good enough that they couldn't make it themselves, and had to follow mine.
Once I understood that, the knot in my chest loosened.
I realized: if I spend all my time watching them, being angry, chasing — I'll have no time left to do the work I love. And that, in the end, is the one place they can never beat me — not because I run faster, but because what I make grows from somewhere inside me. They don't have that root.
So this time, facing all of it, I've made a simple choice:
I've stopped thinking about how it will turn out.
I only want to grow quiet, and ask myself: right now, what do I want to do? What can I do?
I want to go and look at lights, and when I meet something beautiful, bring it home. I want to write down, honestly, what I see, what I feel, and the real stories between us and the people we serve. I want to share what I've slowly come to understand about light, with those who are searching for it.
That's all. One thing at a time, slowly.
I want to truly enjoy the doing itself — that feeling of sinking in, of forgetting time. How it turns out, I leave to time. I'll only take this one thing in front of me, and do it well.
Because I know this in my heart: selling a thing has an end. But seeing beauty, feeling it, placing it carefully into the right hands — that has no end.
This is the work I love. And it's the work I want to keep doing, quietly — no matter how loud it gets out there.
— Marie, Founder of Lyfairs
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