Category: My Life

Everything you’ve ever experienced — every joy, fear, success, and struggle — began first as a movement within consciousness. Before a word was spoken or a hand was lifted, there was awareness. Consciousness is the silent stage where life unfolds, and imagination is the director shaping the play. Neville Goddard called it “the Christ within…

There’s a point in every spiritual journey where the tearing down stops — not because you’ve lost interest, but because there’s nothing left to destroy. You’ve taken the beliefs apart, questioned every rule, pulled the curtain back on your own conditioning. And then one morning, you wake up and realize you don’t want to argue…

There was a time when my faith was loud — filled with hallelujahs, fast songs, long prayers, and holy ambition. I thought volume meant devotion, that the louder my praise, the closer Heaven would lean in. But all that noise eventually started to wear me down. Not because it was bad, but because it wasn’t…

We love signs — miracles, coincidences, divine hints.But what if the signs were never hiding? What if we just weren’t paying attention? This post will bridge faith and awareness — showing readers that meditation sharpened your sensitivity to life itself. You’ll talk about learning to “see God” in the ordinary: a breeze, a child’s laughter,…

When you step away from what everyone believes, it’s not easy. You lose the comfort of agreement. Sometimes even friends.This one will explore the loneliness of deconstruction — the confusion, the judgment, and how to stay centered when your path no longer fits the mold. But it ends on a strong note: solitude is not…

You were taught to fear your own thoughts — because silence was dangerous, right? That’s where doubt creeps in. But silence also heals.In this post, you’ll talk about unlearning fear-based faith — how your still moments became sacred, not sinful. Share an honest story of sitting in silence for the first time and realizing you…

There wasn’t thunder. No lightning.Just a quiet, tired moment when I realized I’d been begging a God who never needed convincing.All those nights I thought I was wrestling for blessings, I was really wrestling with belief. This post explores the shift from “asking” to “allowing.” From desperate prayers to calm trust. You’ll talk about how…

I stopped praying the way I was taught — but I didn’t stop praying.Prayer just changed shape. It’s not me talking anymore. It’s me listening.It’s not a list of requests. It’s a state of awareness. Now, prayer happens when I’m silent.When I’m grateful.When I forgive.When I breathe in peace and exhale worry. Maybe prayer isn’t…

Once I stopped chasing miracles, I started noticing them.Not in the thunder. Not in the lightning. But in the little things. In my son’s laughter.In my mother’s prayers that still cover me even when she doesn’t understand my journey.In the sunlight that shows up every morning, faithfully, without being asked. That’s the sacred ordinary —…

by Sean Samuel We live in a world addicted to noise.Busy means important. Loud means powerful. And chaos? It’s normal. But peace — peace is rebellion.Because peace doesn’t sell. It doesn’t shout. It doesn’t need to be seen. When I started meditating, people called it “strange.”When I started choosing stillness over stress, they called it…