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Forgive and Forget?
In every relationship — friendship, family bond, romance, all of it — something can start to feel uneasy. A pause where there used to be ease. A boundary where there used to be flow. A heaviness where lightness once lived. You feel it instantly. Connection has terms again. Terms rarely spoken with the clarity of truth. We like to believe everything is unconditional — that “good people love without limits.” Real life is less poetic. Humans carry loyalties, exhaustion, fear, ol
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Nov 23, 20254 min read


The Final Word: Why We All Secretly Want to Leave a Gift Behind
Do you ever notice that at the end of a conversation, there’s a little tug — like you need to say one more thing? Not necessarily something big or groundbreaking. Just… something. A soft agreement. A gentle insight. A casual, “completely get what you’re saying.” It’s not always conscious. It’s not about being right or needing to be heard. It’s more like an internal itch — a feeling that leaving without leaving something behind is incomplete. Like the silence might swallow the
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Nov 19, 20252 min read


Desensitised (Part 2)
Remembering How to Feel Again The re-entry into emotion, connection, and embodied consciousness. --- 1 – The Re-Entry When the universe wants you to understand something, it personalises the lesson. After weeks of downloads about collective numbness, I thought I had the message filed neatly away. Then Spirit smiled and said, “Not yet—you haven’t felt it.” The translation came through a pair of eyes. A conversation I would normally have stepped away from—politics, history,
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Oct 30, 20254 min read


The Remembering
The Remembering: Manifestation as Our Native Language 1. The Forgotten Art Somewhere along the way, we were taught that reality happens to us. That luck, policy, or divine hierarchy decide who thrives and who merely survives. But before the noise, before the systems, humanity spoke another language—the language of Manifestation. It wasn’t taught in books; it pulsed in the body. Every thought was a brushstroke, every emotion a hue, every belief a beam of structure forming in t
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Oct 30, 20252 min read
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