Sunrise and Elephant Grass
Here’s a short reflection I had sipping coffee watching the sun rise through the elephant grass… We come from the Unknown,and we carry its dust in our bones.Born of stars and silence,we arrive trailing the breath of the void,a question […]
What If Healing Isn’t What You Think It Is?
Let me tell you a different kind of healing story. In the Popol Vuh, the sacred text of the Maya, the hero twins don’t journey into the underworld because they’re broken. They go because that’s where meaning lives. They descend […]
How We Lost the Mythic Eye
A soul-guided reflection on the exile from symbolic seeing—and what it means to remember the world as alive again. Prologue: A World Alive with Meaning There was a time—not just in myth, but in memory—when the world was not made […]
JOURNALING RITUAL: The Light Within the Cycle
A four-part mythic journey through Moon, Justice, Hermit, and Empress “We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”—Joseph Campbell Phase I: Descent into the Deep […]
I End with the Fool
This morning, I closed a journal. Not just physically, but mythically. One more volume in the chronicle of my inner life, full of wandering thoughts, fragmented truths, and soul signals scratched into paper. And it ended, quite fittingly, with the […]
The Psychospiritual Mirror
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 […]
Journaling as Soul Alchemy: Writing Your Way Into a New Self
“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 […]
Walking the Long Game
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 […]
The Soulcruzer Awakens
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 […]
