There’s a term from developmental biology that stuck with me the first time I heard it: chreode. It describes a kind of groove—a well-worn path of least resistance that cells tend to follow during development. Once they start down that track, the path becomes harder to exit. It shapes them. Defines them. Holds them inContinueContinue reading “The Shape of Escape: A Testimony of Climbing Out of What Almost Kept Me”
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No More Cages: On Breaking Free from Religion, Rules, and Robotic Living
I woke up irritated this morning—nothing major, just that low thrum of agitation humming beneath the surface. Then I saw an Alan Watts quote about walking alone being a choice, not a curse, and something clicked. Sharp. Unfiltered. I realized that religion and I were bound only by a mutual illusion: the idea that IContinueContinue reading “No More Cages: On Breaking Free from Religion, Rules, and Robotic Living”
Returning to True Oneness: Rebuilding Spirituality from the Ground Up
In my last post, I talked about how spirituality as a whole is undergoing a massive transformation — a death and rebirth — as the old structures of religion collapse under their own weight. As that crumbling accelerates, many people are waking up to the need for something deeper, something real. But rebuilding true spiritualContinueContinue reading “Returning to True Oneness: Rebuilding Spirituality from the Ground Up”
A Supportive Message to the Ones Rebuilding Faith Outside the Walls
A message to the ones who stayed longer than they could explain— The messages in this post are often ones we see geared toward those struggling after breakups with partners or strife in their families. While these messages may absolutely fit those situations, this post is not about personal relationships. This post is about systems.ContinueContinue reading “A Supportive Message to the Ones Rebuilding Faith Outside the Walls”
The Two Graves: When Grace Is Misjudged as Weakness
“Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves.” I came across this quote recently in response to the tragic death of Austin Metcalf—and the quiet, grace-filled response of his father, Justin Metcalf. In the face of unimaginable loss, this man has become the target of criticism—not for what he’s done, but forContinueContinue reading “The Two Graves: When Grace Is Misjudged as Weakness”
Sunday Sessions: The Ache That Was Never Depression
I actually wrote this last week—but didn’t post it. I am posting it now, late, because God wouldn’t let me keep it buried. I didn’t post it because I was afraid. Genuinely afraid. Not because I didn’t believe it was true, but because I’ve been conditioned to be afraid of my own truth. Conditioned toContinueContinue reading “Sunday Sessions: The Ache That Was Never Depression”
When the Yoke Breaks
In that day their burden will be lifted from your shoulders, their yoke from your neck; the yoke will be broken because you have grown so fat. (Isaiah 10:27) There’s a moment in every true spiritual journey when you realize that the burden didn’t disappear — you outgrew it. We talk a lot about GodContinueContinue reading “When the Yoke Breaks”
What Caregiving Is Really Like (Series): The Many Layers of Grief in Caregiving
Caregiving is a profound, sacred journey that takes us through various emotional, physical, and spiritual landscapes. Yet, one of the most complex and often misunderstood aspects of caregiving is the grief that caregivers experience. This grief is not just tied to the death of a loved one but begins long before that final loss. AndContinueContinue reading “What Caregiving Is Really Like (Series): The Many Layers of Grief in Caregiving”
She Raised Me Right—And I Wish I Had Treated Her Better
I wrote what follows in this post years ago, but coming across it again now—at this exact moment—feels almost divinely timed. After years of struggle, of uncertainty, of feeling like I had to beg certain people to just let me exist as I am, life is finally settling into itself in a tangible way. ForContinueContinue reading “She Raised Me Right—And I Wish I Had Treated Her Better”
From Rage to Refuge: The Power of Voice and Silence
This morning, I was ready to chuck my laptop out the window. Seriously—technical difficulties had me so worked up I could’ve screamed, except I was too busy wrestling with a platform that wouldn’t cooperate. I’m still shaking my head as I write this. (Side note: if you’re signed up for inbox updates, I’m so sorryContinueContinue reading “From Rage to Refuge: The Power of Voice and Silence”
