Thank you all for your comforting messages. After a month, I was finally able to buy just one gigabyte of internet access at a very high price. Nostr was the first place where I could send a message to you. It is hard to believe how life passes in days like these. I will always remember that while I was working on a design, the sound of a bomb shook the windows of my home. When I tried to calm myself with a little yoga, another bomb struck somewhere on a building. And when I was preparing to sleep, the sound of fighter jets filled the sky above us. The result of this situation is rulers who govern with hatred and have set the stage for a war whose victims are defenseless people- the people who have only asked for a normal life. I do not know what tomorrow will bring. But what I have learned is to live every moment of my life with love, despite all the hardships that lie ahead, and to let love flow through everything I do. I may not be able to post as often as before, because the internet has been almost completely taken away from people. Only with small savings and at a very high cost can one briefly connect to the world. With love and respect Pegah 🤍❤️🤍

War started

To be honest, I really need some orders from Nostriches right now. Your support during this difficult time would really help me get through this situation. 💜❤️🧡

After two months, this is the first time I’ve said GN 🌙 to you. But whenever I go to sleep, I think about the horrible situation we went through - and that we’re still going through 😔

I was thinking about sharing the newest design I created, but then I realized that to get through these days - and whatever lies ahead - I need yoga more than anything to keep my spirit strong.

I swear by the tears of our mothers 🕊️💔 View quoted note →

The Chehelom (40th-day remembrance ceremony) in honor of the immortal memory of Raha Bahlouli Pour. 🕊️ View quoted note →

gm lovely frenz 🫂

In the end, light will triumph over darkness. We will win ✌🏽💪🏽

بغض هزاران مادر 💔🕊️🖤

Forty days have passed since thousands of young Iranians, who dreamed of a normal life, were killed. Their memory will live on. 🌱🕊️💔

Five weeks have passed since those dark and painful days and nights- memories that still leave scars upon my spirit. Yet I choose to return to my craft and begin creating again. Now, more than ever, I need your support to keep the flame alive in the hearts of the weavers, the dyers, and the artisans who carry this tradition forward. May the day come when we all live in peace. 🫂🕊️

Today, Iranians across the globe rose as one- standing shoulder to shoulder with our people inside the homeland, raising a united cry for freedom. In Munich alone, 250,000 people gathered, their voices merging into one powerful demand: liberty. From every corner of the world, one heartbeat echoed. May the day be near when our chants of protest turn into songs of celebration, and we gather beneath a free sky to mark the dawn of a new era. ✌🏽 🌱🕊️🩸

For my homeland, where young hearts never reached Valentine. 💔

I'm still alive 🌱

Step by step, I am rebuilding my focus and returning to the path of life. The past month marked the darkest and most brutal period we have lived through, yet beyond everything that was taken from us, life persists- relentless, defiant, and alive. 🌱

Life carries suffering. Suffering awakens anxiety; Anxiety nurtures courage. Courage brings trust. Trust gives rise to hope; Hope breathes life. Life, once again, gives birth to love. Love begets love. 🌱