In This Millisecond: the notes i read at midnight. A tender night of reflection, gratitude, and quiet connection—as Lescott reads three heartfelt notes from listeners — "the graced ones" who found comfort, healing, and quiet company in the darkness.🌱🖤: Leave your feedback note here — safely, quietly: <a href="https://tally.so/r/woaAWO" rel="nofollow">https://tally.so/r/woaAWO</a> Thank you :)

In This Millisecond: the notes i read at midnight. A tender night of reflection, gratitude, and quiet connection—as Lescott reads three heartfelt notes from listeners — "the graced ones" who found comfort, healing, and quiet company in the darkness. 🌱🖤: Leave your feedback note here — safely, quietly: https://tally.so/r/woaAWO Thank you :)

In This Millisecond: the notes i read at midnight. A tender night of reflection, gratitude, and quiet connection—as Lescott reads three heartfelt notes from listeners — "the graced ones" who found comfort, healing, and quiet company in the darkness.🌱🖤: Leave your feedback note here — safely, quietly: <a href="https://tally.so/r/woaAWO" rel="noopener noreferrer">https://tally.so/r/woaAWO</a> Thank you :)

notes from "the graced ones"

One midnight, I couldn’t journal with trembling hands. Needing someone to talk to, I sat in bed with teary eyes, grabbed my phone and voice-noted myself for hours until my lemon tea grew cold.What began as audio letters to my younger self became a path of healing — carrying the heaviness of grief and speaking the words I longed to hear.For quiet, introspective souls seeking healing from loss, navigating loneliness, and searching for hope — welcome home to slow monologues and audio letters, recorded to heal and comfort.I am Lescott Skywick.Just a little lad — healing, documenting life with a mic, a heavy heart, and mounting faith.

Society & Culture

Personal Journals

One midnight, I couldn’t journal with trembling hands. Needing someone to talk to, I sat in bed with teary eyes, grabbed my phone and voice-noted myself for hours until my lemon tea grew cold. What began as audio letters to my younger self became a path of healing — carrying the heaviness of grief and speaking the words I longed to hear. For quiet, introspective souls seeking healing from loss, navigating loneliness, and searching for hope — welcome home to slow monologues and audio letters, recorded to heal and comfort. I am Lescott Skywick. Just a little lad — healing, documenting life with a mic, a heavy heart, and mounting faith.

Share notes from "the graced ones"

Sign up to save your podcasts

notes from "the graced ones"

notes from "the graced ones"