spiritual-awakening

  • Some people get angry when my name is spoken. Others get quiet. Others laugh because they finally understand the joke. And then there is me. Sitting somewhere in the middle of the chaos laughing when certain names are spoken because life has a dark sense of humor once you survive enough of it. That is…

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  • I do not care to be liked. That sentence alone terrifies people more than rage ever could. Because people can handle anger. They can handle drama. They can handle someone screaming, crying, throwing chairs, posting paragraphs online like a wounded raccoon fighting for emotional custody of its own bad decisions. But a person who genuinely…

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  • Misery loves company. But healing? Healing changes the atmosphere. And suddenly the same birds that used to land on your shoulders every day start circling somewhere else looking confused because the feeder is empty now. That is the part nobody warns you about. The lonely part. The quiet part. The part where your phone gets…

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  • What you do with your body every day is a message to your mind about who you are. Not your affirmations. Not your Pinterest board. Not your “new month new me” speech typed out at 2:14 a.m. while eating shredded cheese over the sink like a rat with unresolved trauma. Your body knows the truth…

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  • Borrowed Time

    Love never arrived when I was looking for it. It kicked the door open while I was distracted living. The first time, I was too young to understand what it was. The second time ended more like a horror story about a dog whose life was more important than mine, with the perpetrator playing the…

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  • There is a strange kind of person in this world that thinks being ugly is a strategy. Not ugly in the face. Ugly in the spirit. The kind of ugly that smiles in your face while hoping your life falls apart quietly enough that nobody notices they wished for it. The kind of ugly that…

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  • There is something almost poetic about watching entitled people meet consequences. Not dramatic consequences. Not lightning bolts from the sky. Not some cinematic downfall where violins start playing while they fall to their knees in a grocery store parking lot screaming into the void. No. Real consequences are quieter than that. They arrive slow. They…

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  • “I am a version of you.And you are a version of me.” That is the part people hate hearing. Because if I am a version of you, then somewhere inside your chaos lives the awareness you keep trying to outrun. And if you are a version of me, then somewhere inside me exists the same…

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  • I didn’t plan on leaving the third dimension. I was perfectly fine there… paying bills, overthinking text messages, wondering if Mercury was in retrograde or if people were just emotionally unavailable by nature. But then something shifted. And by shifted, I mean the universe grabbed me by the collar and said, “You ready to stop…

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  • There are more atoms in the observable universe than grains of sand on every beach on Earth… multiplied by every beach that ever existed… including that one weird beach with the questionable smell and the seagull that stared too long. And out of all of that? You. You are the arrangement. Not just existing… but…

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