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A Love Song To Be Sung!

Me: Are we living in a simulation within a simulation within a simulation, like the movie The Thirteenth Floor? Alan Watts: Ah, the old

The Iranian regime will never stop

We have talked a lot lately about the Iranian regime and the fact that they will NEVER stop. NEVER. It is the perspective they have of themselves: they are God's

[ENG - ESP] Monday Thoughts ｡･:*˚:✧｡

Hello, hello, lovely Hive community! As I told you yesterday, my chronic migraine has been quite intense over the last few days, leaving me unable to do many things.

LIGHT IN MY FINGERS

It was a hot and lazy late afternoon. I felt bored. It wasn't becouse stuff around me was uninteresting, although it wasn't particularly interesting either, but

[ENG - ESP] Cozy Sunday 🧚‍♀️🌌💜

☄️[ENG] I'm writing this after midnight, so it's technically already Monday, but for me, this lovely Sunday isn't over until I finish this small shared journaling

(ENG/ESP) ✨🌈🙏 Let's talk about the importance of learning to rest: Recovering our peace / Hablemos de la importancia de aprender a descansar: Recuperando nuestra paz ✨🌈🙏

ENGLISH CONTENT Hello everyone in this community! While I'm away from home taking a break from the capital and some personal matters, I've had time to reflect on

Generosity is Not What You Think It Is

I have never been a generous person (except with written words). If there's one flaw I need to work on, this is one of them. And what better time to change than

Its Been Awhile; Hello

When a missile explodes above you, the air pressure changes. My thoughts have been punctuated by explosions for days now. As a privileged gal from the USA, it is

a whole day

the sun comes in just as i'm sitting down to write this. it's in and out. come and go. like so much about me. my bones still cold from long morning's walk. my head

Unprocessed Trauma Dumping

Lately I’ve been sitting with this thing. not even sitting sef. more like it sits with me. Like when you’re tired but you can’t sleep and the thought is just there.

Take patience on Little Soul

Because 'take pity' wouldn't be exactly right. Little Soul don't need your pity. Got, in the words of Jack, its own friends. The parkour of life ain't much about

IN THE FACE OF PAIN

As humans, we always see anything that hurts or causes us pain as bad. We think we are better when we only feel joy or happiness and never really appreciate the

BROKEN BUT BUILDING

Lately, I like to think that life is trying to teach me something—the need to grow and not just be seen as someone with flaws. A lot has happened in my life, and

GROWTH HURTS, BUT IT’S GOOD

I remember telling my sister recently that I needed a vacation to some nice place for a change. Things around me have really been overwhelming lately and the truth

Confidence Isn’t Security: What My Hive Hijack Taught Me

This is a cross post of @artemisnorth.com/confidence-isnt-security-what-my-hive-hijack-taught-me by @innerblocks.We can never be "too careful" with account

EVEN WHEN THERE IS LITTLE LEFT TO HOLD

You can do this. You will get through this. It was probably not meant to be. Yes, you didn’t make the right choice. Stop letting pride and those voices in your head

LEARNING TO SAY “YOU MIGHT BE RIGHT”

As long as we live, learning is unending. Yes, we might have learnt so much about something or someone but the moment we start thinking that what we know is enough,

Farewell Doomscroll?

How much do we waste our lives? Hours and hours and hours go by with nothing to show. Not that every moment needs accomplishment but wasting every minute has its

Gloomy weather and romantic films – thoughts burning in my soul/ Trübes Wetter und romantische Filme – Gedanken, die in meiner Seele brennen.

Hello lovelies, I wish you all a wonderful day. The weather outside is miserable. The rain is tapping against the windows, while the sun is struggling to break through

Grief after Grief and The Sea of Grace 🌊

A few days ago, I shared something personal on this side of the internet... My maternal grandmother passed away while I am far, far away from home. Maybe the grief