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Shall we Begin?
Have you ever felt a pull towards the metaphysical realm, where prose and poetry intertwine to create a tapestry of emotions and thoughts? Navigating this mystical world can be a profound and enlightening journey, allowing us to delve deep into the depths of our souls and explore the unknown aspects of our being. I wish
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Does True Connection Still Exist?
So connected, but so far apart. We’re starving for a true connection, something meaningful, something deep, intense, real. Aren’t we all? It can’t be just me. Though sometimes I fear that it is. But we get nothing beyond the superficial. Shallow interactions, whether in person or online, exchanging niceties and small talk and boring boring
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Yes! True Connection does exist, if you let it
In the realm of personal reflections and musings, there is a unique power in the written word to connect individuals on a deeper level. That’s what inspired me to start this blog; to create a space for exploring and sharing these thoughts. To utilise prose, poetry, and esoteric subjects in a quest to bring about
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Exploring the Depths of Existence
In the realm of personal introspection and philosophical contemplation, delving into the depths of existence can be both a daunting and enlightening journey. As we navigate through the complexities of life, it is only natural to question our purpose, our place in the universe, and the very essence of our being. I am on a
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Silliness is Not Only Acceptable, But Encouraged
I’m going to step out of “profound introspection mode” for a moment to remind everyone that it is also completely okay and also quite necessary to just be silly sometimes. This was prompted by an interesting but slightly odd conversation I had with someone who couldn’t seem to grasp how I could often post deep,
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Waking
Waking With remnants of reverie still holding me Between consciousness of this reality and the one I just emerged from Lucid dreaming or astral travel? I’m not sure which Only that I was there, that every sensation Still lingers Engulfing me Swaddling me in this blanket of energy I feel it, Pulsing Tingling Holding me
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Missing My Father
Writing has always been an outlet for me. A way to deal with difficult emotions that I had nowhere else to release. So today’s post will be of a more personal nature, as I continue coping with a loss that still pains me. Three years ago, my father passed away. I watched him go slowly.
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Growth Through Suffering
I’ve been giving a lot of thought to what benefits we can achieve through difficulties. Most of us who are having a human experience will endure hardships during this life. It’s inevitable for the majority of us, and one might say even a necessity for growth. The person who’s always had an “easy life”, who’s
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The Path of an Empath
I’ve been an empath since before I even knew what the word meant. It was something instinctual, and a subtle energy others could sense. As a child, I was always the one my friends would turn to in times of trouble. I would even have adult family members or friends of family who would seem
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Why Am I Here?
I struggle with this a lot. I also fluctuate wildly. Some days I firmly believe I’m being called by the Universe for some type of purpose that is yet to be fully revealed but will become clear to me in time. Sometimes I even feel like I have an idea of what that calling may
