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A Kindness Manifesto To Start The Revolution.

Anyone can write a few words that brag about beautiful things, words designed to satiate readers with hollow sunshine, the profound pretend writing up cotton candy paragraphs, bright and fluffy boasts, sugar-coated, mumbo-jumbo bullshit about shining and sending light.

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Full Moon — Let’s Hunt For Shadows.

We have come here to dance with shadows so that we might harmonize the forces of dark and light. There is the outward nature and then there is our inward nature, and oftentimes what’s within isn’t always conscious. The moon’s primary purpose is to make conscious the darkness. Designed with ...

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12 Writers You Need To Follow On Instagram.

On Instagram, words warm, typewriters are the new black, and poets are the new rocks stars. You just need to know where to look.

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Pain to Creative Expression: Art as a Dynamic Power of Now.

This is about real people who are hurting and in pain and in need of healing. This is about a world that is in need of healing. And this is about creating the means to rebel against the systems of injustice that kill and maim and wound us all. This is about standing together as a global ...

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5 Potent Conversation-Starting Questions.

Many are important, some are intriguing, and a few are misleading, but the answers are often the questions themselves.

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Live these 10 Burning Man Principles Every Day.

I have to admit, when I first went to Burning Man a few years ago, I didn’t know exactly what I was signing up for. I loved the idea of of being part of a live gift economy and a real community gathering in the desert, but honestly I thought I was just going to a massive party. Of course, ...

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A Love Affair With Autumn.

As the nights grow crisp and the air is a splash of freshness, something inside of me wants to savor the art of folding inwards. The intrigue of this alluring state is incredibly stirring. To check my reality, I blink to make sure I can find a way to match the pause and rhapsody.

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The Unnecessariness Of Words.

What purpose does language serve if not to lay a path to the place where we really meet, where our souls entwine and share the eternal dance of life itself?

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Why I Write.

By Bryonie Wise

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The Wild Solitude Of Self.

These are the ones whose ribcage is a tangle of blackberry vines and whose spine is a bottomless mountain ravine, rushing clear water, icy as snowmelt. The ones with rubies in their teeth and turquoise in their chests, with fingertips that grow into dandelions, and eyelashes into blue jay wings.