Rediscovering Footing: A Journey Through Shadows and Light Every so often, the earth beneath you crumbles. Suddenly, you’re plummeting. The sensation starts with unease and bewilderment. Panic follows shortly. It’s a realm of shadows, chill, and uncertainties. Indeed, that’s the most daunting aspect: the unknown. I was still determining its…

Phoenix Rises: A Journey Through Shattered Hopes to Unyielding Resilience Once upon a chilly dusk, I was entangled in a love that promised warm sunrises, only to be lost in a winter of deceit. …

The Gentle Embrace of Poetic Truth Today, I came across these words: “A poem is a safe space for difficult truth.” I resonated with that simple sentence so much that I had to write something about poetry. With its delicate and ethereal nature, the sphere of poetry cradles the complex…

Finding The Meaning of Life in Exhaustion When the weight of existence bears down upon us in the quiet corners of our lives, we may question the essence of our being. …

“The Surrender Experiment” by Michael A. Singer is a memoir that chronicles Singer’s personal journey of spiritual growth and enlightenment. In the book, Singer shares how he decided to let go of his personal preferences and surrender to the flow of life. Instead of allowing his ego and personal desires…

In the hope of tomorrow, so pure and free, He will be the awaited note in my life’s melody. A pause awaits, like a year yet to sing, But with its commencement, new bonds it will bring. Life is a collage of moments to understand, With him, each shard will…

The Weight of a Fragile Heart in a Chaotic World In the quiet corners of our minds, where shadows dance with fleeting thoughts, many of us have felt the delicate tremor of a fragile emotional state. It’s like standing on the edge of a precipice, the wind howling around, threatening…

In life, our passions are the vibrant threads that give us color and meaning. They’re not just hobbies or pastimes; they’re a reflection of our very essence. At times, the weight of the world can make these threads feel faint or lost. Yet, it’s in the grip of adversity that…

To my dearest son, so young and so bright, In this fleeting moment, things don’t feel right. I wish I could hold you, keep pain at bay, And shield you from words that might lead you astray. You hear tales of me, perceptions askew, But always remember, my love remains…