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Imperfection

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 Subscribe Free  We live in a world where perfection has become a golden cage. Shiny, admired, desired… but not real. It blinds us to the quiet beauty of being imperfect, of being gloriously human. Perfection is not a destination. It is a mask that hides the raw, luminous light of authenticity. It is chased but never found, because real beauty does not live in symmetry or flawless surfaces. It lives in the cracks, in the stories etched by time, in the places where life has left its fingerprints. We inhabit a culture that worships smoothness and polish. Where beauty is defined by narrow ideals. Where worth is measured in filtered faces, sculpted bodies, polished lives. Where success is exaggerated by cars, houses, and carefully curated images. In this noise, many forget that what makes us truly alive is not perfection, but presence. Not being flawless, but being real. And yet, there is a place for excellence. Dedication, mastery, and passion elevate the soul. To give our...

If I Ever Disappear

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 Subscribe Free  If I ever disappear from your life, I want you to know this…I loved you. Not perfectly, not flawless, but completely, with every wild, messy, radiant part of my being. I had choices, other paths, other people, but I still chose you. I showed up, I stayed, I loved, in my own way, fully, fiercely, truly. And me leaving… it has nothing to do with you. It’s my final act of love. I hope my absence gives you the peace that my presence sometimes couldn’t. My love was imperfect, messy, wild, but it was real, as real as the ocean I adored, and as powerful as the mountains I loved. If you think of me, I hope you remember the warmth of my smile, the ridiculous laughter, the quiet moments where no words were needed. Because even in silence, I was loving you. And when the world feels too heavy, I hope someone holds your heart the way I always tried to, with tenderness, with fire, with truth. I am no longer where I was, but I am everywhere love...

Ho’oponopono

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 Subscribe Free  There are words that can open doors in the heart. Words that are both prayer and medicine. Whisper them and something shifts within you. “I’m sorry. Forgive me. Thank you. I love you.” This is the practice of Ho’oponopono, pronounced HO-oh-Po-no-Po-no. Not a ritual of the mind but a remembering of the soul. It teaches that life is not something happening “out there.” Life begins in you and is happening in you. What you carry inside reflects into your relationships, your work, your world. The pain you hold becomes the pain you bleed. And the healing you allow becomes the healing you offer. You do not need to wait for perfection before you begin. These words are enough. They are simple, but they hold the power to soften resentment, to dissolve guilt, to bring light into places that have been dark for years. When you say them sincerely, you cleanse the mirror of your heart, and in that cleansing, the world itself begins to shine more clearly. Think for a m...

Gossiping

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 Subscribe Free  Whispers can bind or break. A single careless word has the power to wound a soul, or to heal it. Gossip, one of the oldest human behaviors, has always walked this double edge. Anthropologists suggest it once helped early communities share information and strengthen bonds. Even today, research shows most daily conversations carry some trace of gossip. But the question is not whether people talk about others, it is why and how . Gossip often arises from insecurity, envy, boredom or the desire for validation. When life feels shallow, the drama of others becomes a substitute for our own depth. Talking about someone else can provide a fleeting sense of power, belonging, or relief, but it is borrowed light, quickly extinguished. Like smoke, it entertains for a moment but leaves the air heavy and unclear. It can fracture trust, diminish dignity, and distract us from the work of living our own authentic life. And yet, not all speaking of others is poison. To as...