Meditations: Letter to the Wounded Inner Child

You, shadow-flicker, curled tight in the hollow of yesterday’s bones, I hear your cries echo like wind, bruised by the corners of memory. Small fists, clenched, white as teeth, holding secrets like brittle shells, every whisper cut from glass— you, a ghost I’ve never let die. You thought love was a hand held closed, aContinueContinue reading “Meditations: Letter to the Wounded Inner Child”

The Measure of Wholeness

We inhabit a world in which pain often meets, and begets, pain. I grew up in a family and religious background that kept this teaching at the forefront of every lesson, constantly reminding me to be kind. That’s a lot of pressure to put on oneself, but it is not without merit. Reflecting on whatContinueContinue reading “The Measure of Wholeness”

Stolen Time, Heavy Baggage, and Choosing to Pack Light: A Reflection on Boundaries and Self-Worth

Sometimes, we find ourselves entangled with people who aren’t living on the same frequency. They can come into our lives, subtly siphoning away our time and energy, wearing a mask that seems aligned with who we are, but in reality, they’re playing a different game. What they offer might appear genuine at first, but ifContinueContinue reading “Stolen Time, Heavy Baggage, and Choosing to Pack Light: A Reflection on Boundaries and Self-Worth”

You Are Not Broken.

There’s a crucial distinction I’ve come to understand between respecting ourselves and trying to fix ourselves. Not in the way we’re often taught to respect ourselves in Western culture—a respect based on achievement, status, and conforming to societal norms—but rather a deeper, spiritual respect that embraces our true essence. This realization can be liberating, butContinueContinue reading “You Are Not Broken.”