From the ache of grief to the hum of healing, this week’s Soul-Bites trace the echoes of trauma and tenderness. Six gentle truths emerged across our Interludes & Traumascapes series — each post a thread of inner reckoning, soulful breath, or returning to the self. Begin where it whispers loudest.
Category Archives: Soul Whispers
Breath: The Sacred Exchange of Being
Breath is consent. Not just biology, but the energetic yes — or no — we live by.
The Quiet Ache Beneath the Fire
What if your anger is not wrong, but a buried sadness asking to be loved? A soft reclamation of internalized rage — and the self beneath it.
Welcome to the Sacred Altar: The Sunday Breathe-In
Return to breath, before the doing begins. A Sunday altar of softness, pause, and sacred welcome.
Healing Isn’t Linear: Embracing Soul Nutrition
Explore five soul-nourishing movements in your healing journey — from storm to stillness — and discover the truth behind emotional spirals.
The Witness: The One Who Sees (and Stays)
In the quiet after the storm, The Witness arrives. She sees what was hidden, names what was silenced, and stays with what others flee. Her overthinking is not a flaw—it’s a map. This is the story of spiral, sight, and softness becoming strength. She watches—and begins to return.
The One Who Waited Too Long
An emotional archetype for those who linger, long, and ache to be chosen. The One Who Waited Too Long is a voice many carry — in silence, in hope, in grief.
The Archetypes Are Gathering: A Week Of Soul Voices
A poetic introduction to the emotional archetypes we carry within. In this soft series, we meet one inner voice each day — beginning with The One Who Waited Too Long.
Soul-Bites Two – 5 Tiny Truths I Carried While Almost Believing Myself
A gentle round-up from the edge of becoming. This was the week I almost believed myself.A hush settled after the tremble.Doubt whispered.But I stayed.I gathered what I could — softly.Here are the truths that stayed with me: # 1. Doubt doesn’t mean I’m wrong — it means I’m close. It only shouts when I beginContinueContinue reading “Soul-Bites Two – 5 Tiny Truths I Carried While Almost Believing Myself”
Part Two: The Soft Gathering
A gentle return to self, after the stirrings of truth After the tremble.After the hush.After the voice that almost believed itself —there comes this:A soft gathering.Not a resolution.Not a triumph.But a laying down of all the truths we’ve carried this week.What a thing it is, to meet yourself after the echo.To say, quietly: I’m stillContinueContinue reading “Part Two: The Soft Gathering”