In myth and mysticism, mirrors are never just mirrors. They’re portals, truth-tellers, and tricksters. The psychospiritual mirror is that inner surface where soul and psyche meet—where your beliefs, wounds, desires, and divine sparks are reflected back in symbolic form. This […]
“The soul speaks in images.” —James Hillman Somewhere in the labyrinthine libraries of Alexandria, there lived an alchemist who never once touched a crucible. He did not chase gold or transmute base metals. Instead, he kept a weathered leather journal—etched […]
a Wisdom Walk Contemplation This morning, I walked with the Strategist. Not the schemer. Not the manipulator. But the quiet sentinel of foresight and focus—he with arms crossed like twin roads diverging, pipe clenched between thoughtful lips, eyes scanning the […]
A Mythic Invocation for the Digital Griot Age “Some names are given.Some are earned.And some… wait patiently in the shadows,until the one who carries them finally remembers who they are.” I was given the name Soulcruzer nearly twenty years ago.Or […]
Invocation: The Spark Before the Fire “Prometheus did not ask permission. He saw the fire of the gods and knew it belonged to us.” I believe the mythic revival now underway is no mere fad. It is not a trend […]
—a Wisdom Walk Contemplation “Morality is a dead thing when it is inherited rather than discovered.” — Echo of Prometheus This morning, the card that met me on the path was Morality from the Osho Zen Tarot. A cold figure—tight-lipped, […]
Let’s light a cigarette in the rain-soaked alley of rock history and listen to the myth of Guns N’ Roses—a band born from chaos, glam, and raw street poetry. Their story isn’t clean. It’s messy, electric, soaked in whiskey, and […]
Wisdom Walk Contemplation Card of the Day: “Change” – X, Major Arcana, Osho Zen Tarot In the spiralling galaxy of the soul, there are no straight lines—only cycles, spirals, and sacred turns. This morning, the card that emerges from the […]
Imagine, for a moment, a fire crackling in the heart of an ancient forest. Sparks leap like tiny stars into the velvet dark, spiralling skyward in silent communion with the heavens. You sit close enough to feel the fire’s gentle […]