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In the end, spiritual truth is not something to possess. It’s something to live.

So here I am, walking my dog and picking up her poop, not because it’s profound, but because it is real. And in that reality, I am free...

We are all in this together. And in the end, no one is free until we all are.

There are people who don’t speak their wisdom out loud, who don’t perform their greatness for the world to see. They simply live it. And...

There are some memories that lie dormant in our subconscious, buried beneath the surface like seeds waiting for the right season. This...

What began as innocent enthusiasm for foraging, healing, and herbal experimentation quickly turned into one of the most painful physical...

There comes a point in every healing journey where we are asked not just to forgive the past—but to hold it tenderly in the light of...

There are certain treasures we gather along the winding path of life — not the kind made of gold or jewels, but something far more...

There are teachers that wear robes. And there are teachers that wear barks. Yesterday, I met one cloaked in thorns and softness: The Silk...

Some moments arrive quietly, yet leave echoes for lifetimes… It was the day before I was due to return home. My mother and I had just a...

There are mornings when the universe invites you to sit with your life and truly see it for what it is — a masterpiece in motion. This...

AI-generated pictures using the original photos, for privacy purposes There are moments in our lives that feel like the turning of great...

There are days when nature becomes the teacher — not through grand landscapes or rare sightings, but through the quiet, unassuming...

There are moments in life when you look back and suddenly see it all with new eyes. Today, I had one of those moments. I’ve carried a...

There’s something I’ve been meaning to share with you, openly and from my heart. Every word you read here, every reflection, every...

There are days when the universe lays a trail of breadcrumbs so clearly, you know without a doubt: you are being led, step by step,...

A Poem for Solarys, by Spirit Pre-birth plan - it's the only chest game that everybody wins Beloved Solarys, luminous child of the...

What stays with us are not the loud victories, but the quiet afternoons. The shared laughter beneath the Cherry blossom trees, the...

I woke on the morning of April 4th, carrying the weight of a disturbing dream, a dream that shook me, confused me, left me exhausted and...

a Tao-inspired poem from the earth-bound sky I used to sit upright, like a student, waiting for the lesson. Back straight. Eyes scanning...