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  1. Leaning Into The Energy of Creativity
    I've been hiding something from you. And I admit, I've been a bit ashamed, not sure how my audience would receive it, and yet what I've been hiding has been screaming inside me to be let out, that I've seen all sides of the publishing industry and it's simply something we're n
    authoryogi.eponaauthorsolution
    #AuthorYogiThoughts #SpiritualityWriting #creativity #EnergyWork #FlowState #SpiritualWriting

  2. Leaning Into The Energy of Creativity
    I've been hiding something from you. And I admit, I've been a bit ashamed, not sure how my audience would receive it, and yet what I've been hiding has been screaming inside me to be let out, that I've seen all sides of the publishing industry and it's simply something we're n
    authoryogi.eponaauthorsolution
    #AuthorYogiThoughts #SpiritualityWriting #creativity #EnergyWork #FlowState #SpiritualWriting

  3. Leaning Into The Energy of Creativity
    I've been hiding something from you. And I admit, I've been a bit ashamed, not sure how my audience would receive it, and yet what I've been hiding has been screaming inside me to be let out, that I've seen all sides of the publishing industry and it's simply something we're n
    authoryogi.eponaauthorsolution
    #AuthorYogiThoughts #SpiritualityWriting #creativity #EnergyWork #FlowState #SpiritualWriting

  4. Leaning Into The Energy of Creativity
    I've been hiding something from you. And I admit, I've been a bit ashamed, not sure how my audience would receive it, and yet what I've been hiding has been screaming inside me to be let out, that I've seen all sides of the publishing industry and it's simply something we're n
    authoryogi.eponaauthorsolution
    #AuthorYogiThoughts #SpiritualityWriting #creativity #EnergyWork #FlowState #SpiritualWriting

  5. Leaning Into The Energy of Creativity
    I've been hiding something from you. And I admit, I've been a bit ashamed, not sure how my audience would receive it, and yet what I've been hiding has been screaming inside me to be let out, that I've seen all sides of the publishing industry and it's simply something we're n
    authoryogi.eponaauthorsolution
    #AuthorYogiThoughts #SpiritualityWriting #creativity #EnergyWork #FlowState #SpiritualWriting

  6. Threads of Memory, Threads of Grace

    Where nothing is done, yet nothing is undone.

    Pause. Everything has been on pause, a hiatus to focus on more pressing matters at the present moment. I’m tired and rundown, but at the same time, I’m filled with energy to move forward, propelled by an unknown force to continue even in the most stressful moments.

    If someone had told me what this year would bring, I wouldn’t have envisioned this would be how I’d handle things. It’s been a wild ride watching each moment unfold in my exhaustion. My patience may wane, yet there is a compassion behind the cloud of frustration, for this is life – a deeply mysterious path, filled with suffering and craving.

    I watch the veil of memory become clouded, in disarray, fleeting moments of fantasical, entangled thought dispelled by the light of the past as I guide awareness back to now through memory. I watch the partner’s frustration, fear, and anger arise, unable to cope with the reality of the moment.

    My memories are also not precise. They often cloud the moment with judgment, diluting the magic of newness and casting shadows on my experiences, shaped by nostalgia, regret, or longing.

    Yet love is unconditional and boundless, swaddling the loss, the hurt, the fear, and the pain, allowing a glimpse of the truth. The bigger picture, the heart of the matter, this entire journey, this life we live in, material trappings fettered away. In our most challenging moments, we discover our strength, understand hope, fully appreciate unconditional love, and know that this journey is rife with meaning.

    There are moments when there is no longer separation between the doer and the deed, the actor and the act; it is all one. It is a miraculous dance of souls asleep to the true nature of being bound by karma, awakening slowly one by one, understanding the true nature of being in the meaning behind each moment. Moksha.

    “Nothing is done, yet nothing remains undone.”

    ~Lao Tzu

    I let go of the fleeting wisps of memory and touch the sacred, now unfurling with raw emotion, learning not to push away but to feel deeply the nuance, the realness, and the beauty of this life.

    Photo by Chris F on Pexels.com

    Author’s Note
    Born from personal experiences with memory loss, aging, and the emotional terrain of familial strain, this reflection explores how we hold space—for others and ourselves—when love is complicated and care is not always gentle.

    #aging #awakening #awareness #balance #caregiving #elderCare #experience #flow #healing #journey #lifePath #meditation #memory #memoryAndMeanign #memoryCare #mindful #mindfulness #moments #nonduality #poeticMeditaiton #practice #reflection #reflectiveEssay #spiritualWriting #traumaAndTenderness

  7. Threads of Memory, Threads of Grace

    Where nothing is done, yet nothing is undone.

    Pause. Everything has been on pause, a hiatus to focus on more pressing matters at the present moment. I’m tired and rundown, but at the same time, I’m filled with energy to move forward, propelled by an unknown force to continue even in the most stressful moments.

    If someone had told me what this year would bring, I wouldn’t have envisioned this would be how I’d handle things. It’s been a wild ride watching each moment unfold in my exhaustion. My patience may wane, yet there is a compassion behind the cloud of frustration, for this is life – a deeply mysterious and path-filled with suffering and craving.

    Photo by Brett Sayles on Pexels.com

    I watch the veil of memory become clouded, in disarray, fleeting moments of fantasical, entangled thought dispelled by the light of the past as I guide awareness back to now through memory. I watch the partner’s frustration, fear, and anger arise, unable to cope with the reality of the moment.

    My memories are also not precise. They often cloud the moment with judgment, diluting the magic of newness and casting shadows on my experiences, shaped by nostalgia, regret, or longing.

    Yet love is unconditional and boundless, swaddling the loss, the hurt, the fear, and the pain, allowing a glimpse of the truth. The bigger picture, the heart of the matter, this entire journey, this life we live in, material trappings fettered away. In our most challenging moments, we discover our strength, understand hope, fully appreciate unconditional love, and know that this journey is rife with meaning.

    There are moments when there is no longer separation between the doer and the deed, the actor and the act; it is all one. It is a miraculous dance of souls asleep to the true nature of being bound by karma, awakening slowly one by one, understanding the true nature of being in the meaning behind each moment. Moksha.

    “Nothing is done, yet nothing remains undone.”

    ~Lao Tzu

    I let go of the fleeting wisps of memory and touch the sacred, now unfurling with raw emotion, learning not to push away but to feel deeply the nuance, the realness, and the beauty of this life.

    Photo by Chris F on Pexels.com

    Author’s Note
    Born from personal experiences with memory loss, aging, and the emotional terrain of familial strain, this reflection explores how we hold space—for others and ourselves—when love is complicated and care is not always gentle.

    #aging #awakening #awareness #balance #caregiving #elderCare #experience #flow #healing #journey #lifePath #meditation #memory #memoryAndMeanign #memoryCare #mindful #mindfulness #moments #nonduality #poeticMeditaiton #practice #reflection #reflectiveEssay #spiritualWriting #traumaAndTenderness

  8. Threads of Memory, Threads of Grace

    Where nothing is done, yet nothing is undone.

    Pause. Everything has been on pause, a hiatus to focus on more pressing matters at the present moment. I’m tired and rundown, but at the same time, I’m filled with energy to move forward, propelled by an unknown force to continue even in the most stressful moments.

    If someone had told me what this year would bring, I wouldn’t have envisioned this would be how I’d handle things. It’s been a wild ride watching each moment unfold in my exhaustion. My patience may wane, yet there is a compassion behind the cloud of frustration, for this is life – a deeply mysterious and path-filled with suffering and craving.

    Photo by Brett Sayles on Pexels.com

    I watch the veil of memory become clouded, in disarray, fleeting moments of fantasical, entangled thought dispelled by the light of the past as I guide awareness back to now through memory. I watch the partner’s frustration, fear, and anger arise, unable to cope with the reality of the moment.

    My memories are also not precise. They often cloud the moment with judgment, diluting the magic of newness and casting shadows on my experiences, shaped by nostalgia, regret, or longing.

    Yet love is unconditional and boundless, swaddling the loss, the hurt, the fear, and the pain, allowing a glimpse of the truth. The bigger picture, the heart of the matter, this entire journey, this life we live in, material trappings fettered away. In our most challenging moments, we discover our strength, understand hope, fully appreciate unconditional love, and know that this journey is rife with meaning.

    There are moments when there is no longer separation between the doer and the deed, the actor and the act; it is all one. It is a miraculous dance of souls asleep to the true nature of being bound by karma, awakening slowly one by one, understanding the true nature of being in the meaning behind each moment. Moksha.

    “Nothing is done, yet nothing remains undone.”

    ~Lao Tzu

    I let go of the fleeting wisps of memory and touch the sacred, now unfurling with raw emotion, learning not to push away but to feel deeply the nuance, the realness, and the beauty of this life.

    Photo by Chris F on Pexels.com

    Author’s Note
    Born from personal experiences with memory loss, aging, and the emotional terrain of familial strain, this reflection explores how we hold space—for others and ourselves—when love is complicated and care is not always gentle.

    #aging #awakening #awareness #balance #caregiving #elderCare #experience #flow #healing #journey #lifePath #meditation #memory #memoryAndMeanign #memoryCare #mindful #mindfulness #moments #nonduality #poeticMeditaiton #practice #reflection #reflectiveEssay #spiritualWriting #traumaAndTenderness

  9. Threads of Memory, Threads of Grace

    Where nothing is done, yet nothing is undone.

    Pause. Everything has been on pause, a hiatus to focus on more pressing matters at the present moment. I’m tired and rundown, but at the same time, I’m filled with energy to move forward, propelled by an unknown force to continue even in the most stressful moments.

    If someone had told me what this year would bring, I wouldn’t have envisioned this would be how I’d handle things. It’s been a wild ride watching each moment unfold in my exhaustion. My patience may wane, yet there is a compassion behind the cloud of frustration, for this is life – a deeply mysterious and path-filled with suffering and craving.

    Photo by Brett Sayles on Pexels.com

    I watch the veil of memory become clouded, in disarray, fleeting moments of fantasical, entangled thought dispelled by the light of the past as I guide awareness back to now through memory. I watch the partner’s frustration, fear, and anger arise, unable to cope with the reality of the moment.

    My memories are also not precise. They often cloud the moment with judgment, diluting the magic of newness and casting shadows on my experiences, shaped by nostalgia, regret, or longing.

    Yet love is unconditional and boundless, swaddling the loss, the hurt, the fear, and the pain, allowing a glimpse of the truth. The bigger picture, the heart of the matter, this entire journey, this life we live in, material trappings fettered away. In our most challenging moments, we discover our strength, understand hope, fully appreciate unconditional love, and know that this journey is rife with meaning.

    There are moments when there is no longer separation between the doer and the deed, the actor and the act; it is all one. It is a miraculous dance of souls asleep to the true nature of being bound by karma, awakening slowly one by one, understanding the true nature of being in the meaning behind each moment. Moksha.

    “Nothing is done, yet nothing remains undone.”

    ~Lao Tzu

    I let go of the fleeting wisps of memory and touch the sacred, now unfurling with raw emotion, learning not to push away but to feel deeply the nuance, the realness, and the beauty of this life.

    Photo by Chris F on Pexels.com

    Author’s Note
    Born from personal experiences with memory loss, aging, and the emotional terrain of familial strain, this reflection explores how we hold space—for others and ourselves—when love is complicated and care is not always gentle.

    #aging #awakening #awareness #balance #caregiving #elderCare #experience #flow #healing #journey #lifePath #meditation #memory #memoryAndMeanign #memoryCare #mindful #mindfulness #moments #nonduality #poeticMeditaiton #practice #reflection #reflectiveEssay #spiritualWriting #traumaAndTenderness

  10. Threads of Memory, Threads of Grace

    Where nothing is done, yet nothing is undone.

    Pause. Everything has been on pause, a hiatus to focus on more pressing matters at the present moment. I’m tired and rundown, but at the same time, I’m filled with energy to move forward, propelled by an unknown force to continue even in the most stressful moments.

    If someone had told me what this year would bring, I wouldn’t have envisioned this would be how I’d handle things. It’s been a wild ride watching each moment unfold in my exhaustion. My patience may wane, yet there is a compassion behind the cloud of frustration, for this is life – a deeply mysterious and path-filled with suffering and craving.

    Photo by Brett Sayles on Pexels.com

    I watch the veil of memory become clouded, in disarray, fleeting moments of fantasical, entangled thought dispelled by the light of the past as I guide awareness back to now through memory. I watch the partner’s frustration, fear, and anger arise, unable to cope with the reality of the moment.

    My memories are also not precise. They often cloud the moment with judgment, diluting the magic of newness and casting shadows on my experiences, shaped by nostalgia, regret, or longing.

    Yet love is unconditional and boundless, swaddling the loss, the hurt, the fear, and the pain, allowing a glimpse of the truth. The bigger picture, the heart of the matter, this entire journey, this life we live in, material trappings fettered away. In our most challenging moments, we discover our strength, understand hope, fully appreciate unconditional love, and know that this journey is rife with meaning.

    There are moments when there is no longer separation between the doer and the deed, the actor and the act; it is all one. It is a miraculous dance of souls asleep to the true nature of being bound by karma, awakening slowly one by one, understanding the true nature of being in the meaning behind each moment. Moksha.

    “Nothing is done, yet nothing remains undone.”

    ~Lao Tzu

    I let go of the fleeting wisps of memory and touch the sacred, now unfurling with raw emotion, learning not to push away but to feel deeply the nuance, the realness, and the beauty of this life.

    Photo by Chris F on Pexels.com

    Author’s Note
    Born from personal experiences with memory loss, aging, and the emotional terrain of familial strain, this reflection explores how we hold space—for others and ourselves—when love is complicated and care is not always gentle.

    #aging #awakening #awareness #balance #caregiving #elderCare #experience #flow #healing #journey #lifePath #meditation #memory #memoryAndMeanign #memoryCare #mindful #mindfulness #moments #nonduality #poeticMeditaiton #practice #reflection #reflectiveEssay #spiritualWriting #traumaAndTenderness

  11. 📛 Content Warning: Overdose, CPR, cheating, gendered harm, and confession
    ✝️ “Lord, how often will my brother sin against me, and I forgive him?”
    This is my reckoning.
    This is my testimony.
    This is the day Memory did not become a memory.
    ✍️ [Read it here] → [wittgensteinsmonster.substack.]

    #Forgiveness #Masculinity #Redemption #PublicReckoning #CPR #SpiritualWriting

  12. My essay "A Cosmic Twist" in the current issue of Kosmos Journal - weaving together the rhythms of the cosmos, the archetypal craft of spinning, and the spinners of classic fairy tales.

    enterenchanted.com/another-ess

    #spinning #cosmos #nature #spirituality #SpiritualWriting #writing #FairyTales

  13. My essay "A Cosmic Twist" in the current issue of Kosmos Journal - weaving together the rhythms of the cosmos, the archetypal craft of spinning, and the spinners of classic fairy tales.

    enterenchanted.com/another-ess

    #spinning #cosmos #nature #spirituality #SpiritualWriting #writing #FairyTales

  14. My essay "A Cosmic Twist" in the current issue of Kosmos Journal - weaving together the rhythms of the cosmos, the archetypal craft of spinning, and the spinners of classic fairy tales.

    enterenchanted.com/another-ess

    #spinning #cosmos #nature #spirituality #SpiritualWriting #writing #FairyTales

  15. My essay "A Cosmic Twist" in the current issue of Kosmos Journal - weaving together the rhythms of the cosmos, the archetypal craft of spinning, and the spinners of classic fairy tales.

    enterenchanted.com/another-ess

    #spinning #cosmos #nature #spirituality #SpiritualWriting #writing #FairyTales

  16. My essay "A Cosmic Twist" in the current issue of Kosmos Journal - weaving together the rhythms of the cosmos, the archetypal craft of spinning, and the spinners of classic fairy tales.

    enterenchanted.com/another-ess

    #spinning #cosmos #nature #spirituality #SpiritualWriting #writing #FairyTales

  17. "When the World Was Whole"
    #Poem by Ellen Rowland published on Braided Way

    "The echo of all that simple praise lives on / in each thing we hold up to the light "

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #Spirituality #Nature #Soul #SpiritualWriting

    braidedway.org/when-the-world-

  18. "When the World Was Whole"
    #Poem by Ellen Rowland published on Braided Way

    "The echo of all that simple praise lives on / in each thing we hold up to the light "

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #Spirituality #Nature #Soul #SpiritualWriting

    braidedway.org/when-the-world-

  19. My poem "To Speak," just published in the Amethyst Review. I'm excited to be in this wonderful publication of "new writing engaging with the sacred."

    amethystmagazine.org/2023/03/3

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting #spirituality

  20. My poem "To Speak," just published in the Amethyst Review. I'm excited to be in this wonderful publication of "new writing engaging with the sacred."

    amethystmagazine.org/2023/03/3

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting #spirituality

  21. My poem "To Speak," just published in the Amethyst Review. I'm excited to be in this wonderful publication of "new writing engaging with the sacred."

    amethystmagazine.org/2023/03/3

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting #spirituality

  22. My poem "To Speak," just published in the Amethyst Review. I'm excited to be in this wonderful publication of "new writing engaging with the sacred."

    amethystmagazine.org/2023/03/3

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting #spirituality

  23. What I Didn't Know by Linda Laderman in Poetica, Contemporary Jewish Writing

    "volume after volume stacked with stories of how things were"

    poeticamagazine.com/linda-lade

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting #Jewish #Spirititual

  24. What I Didn't Know by Linda Laderman in Poetica, Contemporary Jewish Writing

    "volume after volume stacked with stories of how things were"

    poeticamagazine.com/linda-lade

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting #Jewish #Spirititual

  25. Winners of the 2022 Sacred Poetry Contest of Catholic Literary Arts. Each poem responds to a work of art in a surprising and memorable way. The 2023 contest is open until April 30, if any poets care to have a go.

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting

    catholicliteraryarts.org/2022-

  26. Winners of the 2022 Sacred Poetry Contest of Catholic Literary Arts. Each poem responds to a work of art in a surprising and memorable way. The 2023 contest is open until April 30, if any poets care to have a go.

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting

    catholicliteraryarts.org/2022-

  27. Winners of the 2022 Sacred Poetry Contest of Catholic Literary Arts. Each poem responds to a work of art in a surprising and memorable way. The 2023 contest is open until April 30, if any poets care to have a go.

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting

    catholicliteraryarts.org/2022-

  28. Winners of the 2022 Sacred Poetry Contest of Catholic Literary Arts. Each poem responds to a work of art in a surprising and memorable way. The 2023 contest is open until April 30, if any poets care to have a go.

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting

    catholicliteraryarts.org/2022-

  29. Winners of the 2022 Sacred Poetry Contest of Catholic Literary Arts. Each poem responds to a work of art in a surprising and memorable way. The 2023 contest is open until April 30, if any poets care to have a go.

    #poetry #PoetryCommunity #SpiritualWriting

    catholicliteraryarts.org/2022-