The Moment He Floated Free

The Moment He Floated Free | Poetry

The Moment He Floated Free Sometimes liberation arrives quietly.Sometimes it comes in a single breath, in a moment when the body finally feels safe enough to let go.This poem explores the tender edge between joy and doubt, safety and fear, and the beautiful moment a person feels themselves float…

Learning to Love the Self That Suffers | Poetry

Learning to Love the Self That Suffers In his day dreams, he’s seen it all. Since young, since before he’s seen it, he has seen it all. Running away from his present and escaping his past— that of which he had not known back then, that it had even hurt him— he fell into day dreaming. Day dreaming…

Finding Love and the journey and the road

Finding Love (Full Version) | Poetry

Part 1 — The Road As he walked the road, he found all that life could offer.He found the fruits of all the trees, the animals of all of nature, the drinks of all that grapes, barley, and the botanicals had to offer. He found down that road sunshine and blue skies, warmth and livelihood, joy and…

Just Before Your Next One, Read This

Next Time! Next time you have the urge to smoke some weed, joints, tobacco… stop for ten seconds. Breathe, for ten seconds. Might you be numbing your pain by smoking it away? My Story with Smoking When I first started smoking joints, I told myself I was just doing it because it helped me…

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War Begins Again When Those Left Behind Try to Live

A Brief History I was born in 1988, during the brutal final stretch of the Lebanese Civil War — a war that raged from 1975 to 1990. Those last years were chaos: factions fighting for power, influence, and survival, while ordinary people tried to cling to life. Away from the politics and headlines,…

Calm moment of reflection for personal healing

Without Our Triggers, Our Growth is Hindered

Mindfulness of our Triggers Help us Grow For many years, I thought avoiding certain people was a sign of growth — less triggered, less agitated, less angry. But in reality, I was only avoiding what was already present inside me. I was burying it as deep as possible in my consciousness, convincing…

Anxious-Preoccupied Attachment and My Experience With It

Discovering Anxious-Preoccupied Attachment and My Experience With It Growing up, I never thought I was witnessing what’s called “anxious-preoccupied attachment” — a pattern that often shows up as protest or pursuer behaviors. I just felt that my parent wanted the best for me — that they were a bit…

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Self-Love – The Way to True Love

 From “Treat-Yourself” Culture to Realization For over a decade, I was taught to believe self-love meant self-indulgence. Take that vacation, go on that trip, crave an ice cream—you deserve it after this tough day. Spending a weekend on my favourite video game felt normal. Yet none of it made me…

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