by Steve S | Jan 25, 2026 | Inner Life
There is a wee bit of magic found in some. It moves quietly, settling into them early, helping them shape certain groupings of words that reach into the deepest regions of the mind and carry us toward places not yet known. It is a gift—most genuine—and though...
by Steve S | Jan 20, 2026 | Inner Life
Morning finds me at the table before the house has fully woken. The hour is thin, the light undecided. I sit without movement, a decision pressing somewhere beyond language, and before me a cup sends up its quiet steam. At first, its surface holds the likeness of a...
by Steve S | Jan 19, 2026 | Society & Conscience
Prosperity woke early, before the Sun had opened his eyes and before the stars and Moon took their rest. He did this often. Urgency pressed beneath his ribs like a second heart, beating not for life but for motion, reminding him that stillness was waste and delay a...
by Steve S | Jan 17, 2026 | Inner Life
A journey that belongs to a lifetime is not taken in a day. Even the plans set for a single morning often begin to move before their purpose has had time to speak, intention pressing forward with its own impatience. What lies near may be seen with some clarity,...
by Steve S | Jan 16, 2026 | Attention & Presence
My blood knows where it belongs, as if it were a thread drawn from an older loom and left, for a long while, to wander—still tethered, still remembering the hand that first measured it. It knows ancestral land. It knows the weight of it. And when that knowing stirs,...
