THE WONDERMIND

Essential Guide for the Universal Seeker

Spiritual Journey

  • 34

    34

    “Are you a sorcerer?”“Yes, yes I am.”“What kind?”“The kind that wakes up in love and goes to bed in love. The kind that follows the trail of butterflies, hoping to find a colony of starseeds—or perhaps earthlings who dream of the stars.” “And where do you live?” “The walls of my home are woven from… Read more

  • Imagine

    Imagine

    “Imagine two cars of the same make heading towards each other and they’re gonna crash, head-on. Well, it’s like one of those scenes from a film – they’re doing 100 miles an hour, they both slam their breaks on and there’s smoke everywhere on the floor and they stop just in the nick of time… Read more

  • Spiritual Awakening – what a journey!

    What a profound time to experience a spiritual awakening. Documenting this journey feels essential, as I believe it will serve someone one day. I understand now why I was born with such self-awareness: to recognize my body as the vehicle it is, to understand its limitations, and to explore the many layers I possess. Cosmic… Read more

  • July Stories

    July Stories

    “You’re asking me to define an abstract concept that no one has managed to explain since time began. You sort of sprang it on me,” Gansey said. “Why do we breathe air? Because we love air? Because we don’t want to suffocate. Why do we eat? Because we don’t want to starve. How do I… Read more

  • Embers of Freedom

    Embers of Freedom

    While the world’s war rages relentlessly And guns loaded with words aim at our soul,In my gentle heart, I will sit quietly. As people are rushed, fractured and terrified, Their arms grasping nothing but mere illusion,In my unwavering truth, I will rest. And when nothing and no one sees me,Having cast aside my weapons and… Read more

  • A Midsummer Night’s Dream

    A Midsummer Night’s Dream

    Why do I love summers so much?Because that is when my house becomes a celebration, my body a canvas adorned with colors, my heart a playground. In summer, the days when I feel lonely are so very few and whenever, if ever, I lay on my bed in the afternoon, I see my grandma’s house… Read more