We are not even a we. We are still a “them.” The cause of all their problems. Everything malevolent stems from us, whatever us that...

Peace and love are not conditions granted by fortune or permission.  They are choices that are fierce, daily, deliberate. You do not...

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There are moments when the ordinary fractures, and something slips through, an alignment too precise for chance, yet too subtle for...

This is inspired by the ideas and writings of Neville Lancelot Goddard. To step into this day as if what you desire is already yours,...

In the absolute black and white demarcations between good and evil, light and darkness, the reality of it all is Griseous . Not gray, not...

There are days when grace lands quiet on the shoulders, feathered and unseen, and still the mind crawls back to the battlefield.A whisper...

What was once beautiful, but what we now call love, has become misguided, corrupted, and what one could call Satanic, and divisive. What...

Three loaves of bread  two fishes infinite division eternal life. Three loaves of bread  marmalade Umschlagplatz death. Three loaves of...

When pain comes crashing in like a storm without warning, you are handed a choice wrapped in ash and flame. You can wear your wounds like...

Wear the mask long enough, and it stops feeling like a choice. At first, it’s a shield, it’s protection from judgment, rejection,...

And fear must be actively unlearned. We carry it like breath, unnoticed but ever-present, shaping every decision, coloring every glance....

Abuse is not always a shout. It can be a smirk in front of a crowd while your soul winces in silence. It is the slow erosion of dignity,...

There are moments when the soul fractures not from breaking, but from the pressure of becoming. The self you once knew begins to...

It’s okay to be fucked up in the head. We all are twisted by grief, bent by shame, wired wrong by childhoods we barely survived.  The...

We have been conditioned to operate from a position of lack, scarcity, fear, competition, greed, obligation, shame, and guilt. We were...

The one who stands alone, wrapped in their own quiet, carries a wealth no crowd can counterfeit. Peace is not the absence of others, but...

Within the silent labyrinths of the psyche, there is a landscape memory not wholly our own, pulsing through us like the echo of ancient...

Namaste! Messiah in me sees the Messiah in you. Not the polished, pious version, but the wild fire that walked among the forgotten. I...

We are told that Jesus wept, and from this we carve entire solemn theologies of grief. But where is the gospel that records his laughte? ...