Soul's Path

04/30/2026

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04/07/2026

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The Sun That Watched Her Become
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The elders said that the sun does not merely shine—it remembers.

It remembers every step taken beneath it, every promise made in silence, every moment when a soul chooses who it will become.

She stood beneath that remembering light, her gaze fixed on the horizon where sky and earth braided into one. The wind moved gently through her hair, carrying the faint echo of distant waters and older voices. She did not turn. She did not need to.

Beside her sat the bear.

Its presence was neither sudden nor strange. It had always been there, though not always seen. Its form carried the language of symbols—curved lines and colors that spoke of strength, endurance, and a knowing that did not require words. Its eyes were steady, reflecting not the world around them, but something deeper within it.

Within her.

She had been chosen long before she understood what that meant.

As a child, she had walked between moments—feeling things others could not name, hearing meaning in the quiet spaces between sounds. The elders watched her carefully, not with concern, but with recognition. They had seen this before. They knew the cost of such seeing.

To carry both worlds was not a gift without weight.

For years, she resisted it.

She tried to belong to the ordinary rhythm of life, to follow paths already shaped by others. But something within her remained restless, like a current that refused to still. No matter how far she stepped from it, it followed—patient, unwavering.

Like the bear.

It appeared to her fully for the first time on a morning when the sky burned gold and the air felt charged with something unfinished. She had gone to the edge of the land, searching not for answers, but for quiet.

Instead, she found truth.

The bear did not speak, yet she understood.

It was not there to guide her somewhere new. It was there to remind her of what she had always carried. The strength she feared, the depth she avoided, the connection she tried to silence—it had never left her.

It had simply waited.

Now, standing beneath the wide and watchful sun, she no longer turned away. The weight she once resisted settled into something steadier—not a burden, but a grounding.

A becoming.

The bear remained beside her, not as a guardian, but as a reflection. A living echo of the part of her that could endure, could listen, could stand without needing to be understood.

And above them, the sun watched.

Not with judgment.

But with memory.

Because in that quiet moment, as she chose to stand fully in what she was, something ancient was completed—not in the world, but within her.

And the sun, as it always had, remembered.

03/20/2026

In case you need a 15 second dance break today... 😁

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01/10/2026

01/10/2026

“Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.”
Kurt Vonnegut - A Man Without a Country, 2005.

Antonio Sicurezza - Still life with books and mandolin, 1957.

01/08/2026

This is a fabulous conversation between Marie Forleo and Elizabeth Gilbert (technically about her book) that delves into creativity and the fear and shame (sometimes in the form of perfectionism) that often delay or even derail it. It's a fun and thought-provoking listen.

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This was a fun read:

Psychology says people who prefer cats over dogs often have these unique qualities

While dog lovers chase tennis balls and small talk, research reveals that cat people possess a fascinating set of psychological traits that might explain why they chose the mysterious feline over man's best friend.

08/06/2024

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02/01/2024

I absolutely incorporate glimmers into my everyday practices and habits. ✨️💖✨️

The method is trending on social media — and it's a therapist-backed way to regulate your nervous system.

01/25/2024

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05/12/2023

May you recognize in your life the presence,
power, and light of your soul.

May you realize that you are never alone,
that your soul in its brightness and belonging
connects you intimately with the rhythm of
the universe.

May you have respect for your individuality
and difference.

May you realize that the shape of your soul is unique,
that you have a special destiny here,
that behind the façade of your life,
there is something beautiful and eternal happening.

JOHN O'DONOHUE

Excerpt from the blessing, 'For Solitude,' from his books:
Benedictus (Europe) / To Bless the Space Between Us (US)
Ordering Info: https://johnodonohue.com/store

County Clare, Ireland
Photo: © Ann Cahill

05/07/2023

Happy World Laughter Day!