Tag: love
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A Hundred Miles Tall and a Thousand Miles Deep
A reflection on grief, the outliers who survive, and what it means to finally know your own name. This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page. “Hell isn’t underground. It’s the world you live in when you’re too afraid to be yourself.” — Marilyn Manson, The Long Hard Road Out…
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Unearthing Stardust
A reflection on ancient things, a duck, and a grief eleven years unspoken This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page. “We are stardust, we are golden.” — Joni Mitchell Yesterday I was sharpening my small axe when something moved through my hands that didn’t feel like mine alone. As…
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She Came Back
A reflection on abandonment, the inner child, and what the body knows (This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page.) “My body shrank from being an adult into a child, right there in the pool.” I painted her in February 2025. A little girl, maybe seven or eight years old.…
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The Shadow I Couldn’t Stand to See
A reflection on shadow work, the mirror of projection, and a little girl who wasn’t allowed to ask for a glass of water. (This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page.) “Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.” — Carl Jung The People…
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The Man Who Held Me Up.
A reflection on the first person who ever saw me. (This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page.) “Where no one else looks, love finds a way.” — Unknown A Name I Hadn’t Heard in Thirty Years. I’ve been writing again. Publishing again. Putting the messy, honest, unfinished parts of my…
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Nobody Told Us We Were Allowed to Feel This
A reflection on the hidden wounds of religious trauma — and the community that forms when someone finally says it out loud (This post contains affiliate links. See my full disclosure on my Resources page.) “The wound is the place where the light enters you.” — Rumi I wrote a post this past week about…
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The War I’ve Been Fighting With My Own Body
A reflection on self-acceptance, body shame, and the long road back to myself This post contains affiliate links. If you purchase through my links I may earn a small commission at no extra cost to you. See my full disclosure on my Resources page. “We run from what the inner child knows is true, until…
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The Wound Beneath Everything
“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” — Rumi A reflection on finally letting myself feel what I’ve been carrying. I started this morning with coffee, my cat Nacho curled up warm on my lap, and two journaling guides I’ve been meaning to work through. I didn’t know I was about to…
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The Glass Caterpillar.
A Healing Dream can never be completely “interpreted,” or fully understood. Healing Dreams want us to stop making sense; not just to crack the case, but to enter the mystery. – Marc Ian Barasch I feel like I am in the darkest of depths some days. Like I am underwater and it is gray, green,…
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