Tonight, I had an inner experience that I feel it is a responsibility, my duty, in a way, to share with the Twin Tree Project blog and each of you, our readers. Despite the discomfort of reaching beyond my own vulnerability, sharing real-time reflections on my growth and healing feels like fulfilling a purpose farContinue reading "Rooted in Surrender: Finding Strength in the Inherent Duality of Letting Go and Holding On"
A “Chance Encounter” with Wisdom: The Teacher Appears (Understanding the Kleshas and Finding Peace)
I recently had one of those profound spiritual experiences that feels like fate—a turning point that shifts your life forever. This time, though, I was fully conscious of it while it was happening. Meeting my new teacher, David Ji, a Zen master, came at just the right moment. As I navigate recovery from a majorContinue reading "A “Chance Encounter” with Wisdom: The Teacher Appears (Understanding the Kleshas and Finding Peace)"
Stoicism: A Path to Mental Healing
Generally speaking, we all live in a reality where everything moves very quickly. Technology keeps us constantly connected, responsibilities pull us in many directions, and the demands of daily life rarely pause. This fast pace can leave us feeling overwhelmed, struggling to find a moment of calm. In times like these, many of us areContinue reading "Stoicism: A Path to Mental Healing"
Election Day: A Reflection on Our Past, Our Present, and the Power of Our Hearts
Today is Election Day, a day that traditionally stands as a reminder of the core ideals America was founded upon: freedom, equality, and the promise that every voice matters. Since the birth of our nation, Election Day has symbolized more than just a democratic process. It’s been a ritual where the people—regardless of background, beliefs,Continue reading "Election Day: A Reflection on Our Past, Our Present, and the Power of Our Hearts"
Embracing Solitude: The Gift of Self-Discovery
Imagine a human without friends. In the first half of my existence, I couldn’t fathom why so many older people around me preferred solitude. It was easy for a less experienced version of me to picture them as lonely or isolated, longing for connection. Society teaches us that friendships and relationships are essential for happinessContinue reading "Embracing Solitude: The Gift of Self-Discovery"
Beyond the Breaking Point: Compassion Fatigue
In our last post, I wanted to encourage the empaths by acknowledging the challenges empaths face in today’s world—a world that often doesn’t prioritize or understand the immense emotional weight we carry. While our ability to feel deeply allows us to connect and uplift, it can also lead to a kind of silent burnout knownContinue reading "Beyond the Breaking Point: Compassion Fatigue"
The Uncomfortable Truth of Being “Too Much”
Have you ever felt like this world - this reality, or timeline, or whatever word you relate to - just wasn’t built for you? Like your thoughts and feelings run deeper than most people seem able or willing to go? Maybe you’ve been told that you’re “too intense,” “too sensitive,” or “too smart for yourContinue reading "The Uncomfortable Truth of Being “Too Much”"
The Secret Chord: A Reflection on Faith, Music, and the Notes Between
Music has always held a sacred place in our spiritual lives. Across cultures and centuries, from chants and hymns to tribal drums and whispered prayers, music has served as a bridge between the human and the divine. There’s a reason for this—something about the resonance of music reaches beyond words and thoughts, tapping directly intoContinue reading "The Secret Chord: A Reflection on Faith, Music, and the Notes Between"
“The Dragging”
Have you been dragged yet? Strange question, right? I know, but stick with me. I’m not sure how exactly to express the purpose of such a question, but I’m going to do my best to make it nourishing food for thought. There’s a difference between being dragged physically and being dragged spiritually. I’ve experienced bothContinue reading "“The Dragging”"
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, aContinue reading "Meditations: Letter to the Wounded Inner Child"
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