Journey
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Come out of the Edges.
Come out from the edges. Where it was comfortable for so long. Stand on the edge no more. Shadow wanderer. Scared edge dweller. Find respite in the borderlands no more. Resist the call. Resist fragility. For now, is your moment.… Continue reading
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The Sickness I was fed up of being in.
Therapy and Walks. Thats basically what I was doing for about 2 months, late 2023. And writing at weekends, using coloured pens and writing out the tiny starting shoots of a story, in the safe space of the bookstore coffee… Continue reading
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Finding the Presence.
Human, Wanderer, Traveller, Friend: May these words find you well, May you breathe them in. Sense them as you sit here and rest a while. And find yourself indwelling presence, and may it be something like this: Presence as being… Continue reading
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The Last Judgement.
The last judgement is the day we’re no longer afraid to be alive again, it when we come back to our real state , our divine self, where we feel a communion of love with everything in existence (Don Miguel… Continue reading
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Eyes read, what the heart bleeds.
I got to the Coffee shop After a walk that included more work chat. Sitting down. I Open the blank lined page Green tea poured. Red pen chosen. Ready. Tired. But ready, The page. Blank. Inviting. Alive with possibility. Daunting… Continue reading
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Hand in Hand, Soul by Soul
Come take a walk with me, Walk through my suffering, Walk through my quiet silencing, Walk with me, and share my story Walk with me, so I get to talk too Hand in hand, Soul by Soul. Come take a… Continue reading
James Ballantyne 