soul-path
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You don’t choose the lighthouse.It chooses you. Some people are born to walk in the world, mingling in the noise and weaving through the crowd. But some of us are built for the height, for the quiet, for the long view. We’re shaped into Lightkeepers before we even understand what that means. Up here, the…
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There is a certain kind of ache in walking awake among the sleepwalkers. You feel it in your bones before you ever speak a word—that pull between knowing and pretending.You remember what it felt like to wear the mask.To shrink your voice down into something digestible.To smile when the room was cold, just to keep…
