THE MORNING POEM
INVICTUS
THE MORNING POEM
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Have courage and remember hope dies last and that love can never die..its who you really are and always have been and will be forevermore.
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The Dark Night of Becoming: Psalms of The Cave
We often speak of the dark night of the soul as if it comes once, passes through us, and then gives way to light. But for those on the deeper path, it is not a singular event. It is a rhythm. A return.
Lullaby For An Aching Heart
Come now, aching heart, you have carried enough for one day.
When the Body Cannot Tell the Difference
The human body does not know what the word global means. It knows only near and far, safe and threatened, held and exposed.
The Body Remembers What the Mind Cannot Heal
Trauma is not only what happened — it is what the body could not release. When overwhelming experience is suppressed, it lingers in the nervous system, shaping how we feel, think, and live.