Being Human
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Writing soft truths about real life.
Quotes, journal prompts, and presence practices.
@beinghumans.blog
Quotes, journal prompts, and presence practices.
@beinghumans.blog
A poetic meditation on how breath becomes a quiet teacher in the storm. In the rhythm of stillness, we learn to trust softness again.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/08/06/the-sacred-rhythm-of-breath-finding-stillness-in-chaos/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/08/06/the-sacred-rhythm-of-breath-finding-stillness-in-chaos/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
August 6, 2025 at 2:16 PM
A poetic meditation on how breath becomes a quiet teacher in the storm. In the rhythm of stillness, we learn to trust softness again.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/08/06/the-sacred-rhythm-of-breath-finding-stillness-in-chaos/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/08/06/the-sacred-rhythm-of-breath-finding-stillness-in-chaos/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes, it trembles. Sometimes, it whispers “I feel this.”
This post honours the small, unseen acts of bravery we take each day to stay soft, present, and real.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/30/small-acts-of-courage/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
This post honours the small, unseen acts of bravery we take each day to stay soft, present, and real.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/30/small-acts-of-courage/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
July 30, 2025 at 12:17 PM
Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes, it trembles. Sometimes, it whispers “I feel this.”
This post honours the small, unseen acts of bravery we take each day to stay soft, present, and real.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/30/small-acts-of-courage/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
This post honours the small, unseen acts of bravery we take each day to stay soft, present, and real.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/30/small-acts-of-courage/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
“Numbness is not peace. It is the silence we learned to survive pain.” A fragment from Reclaiming Softness, and an invitation to gently feel again.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/29/you-were-never-meant-to-go-numb/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/29/you-were-never-meant-to-go-numb/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
July 29, 2025 at 3:35 PM
“Numbness is not peace. It is the silence we learned to survive pain.” A fragment from Reclaiming Softness, and an invitation to gently feel again.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/29/you-were-never-meant-to-go-numb/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/29/you-were-never-meant-to-go-numb/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
Self-trust isn’t an instant gain.
It’s a sacred returning, again and again, to meet yourself in the quiet courage of becoming.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/16/the-next-brave-step-learning-self-trust/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
It’s a sacred returning, again and again, to meet yourself in the quiet courage of becoming.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/16/the-next-brave-step-learning-self-trust/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
July 16, 2025 at 11:54 AM
Self-trust isn’t an instant gain.
It’s a sacred returning, again and again, to meet yourself in the quiet courage of becoming.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/16/the-next-brave-step-learning-self-trust/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
It’s a sacred returning, again and again, to meet yourself in the quiet courage of becoming.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/16/the-next-brave-step-learning-self-trust/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
Have you ever felt it? That strange quiet after the daring.
This isn’t failure. It’s the tender pause where you begin to meet yourself again.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/15/the-breath-after-bravery/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
This isn’t failure. It’s the tender pause where you begin to meet yourself again.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/15/the-breath-after-bravery/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
July 15, 2025 at 1:12 PM
Have you ever felt it? That strange quiet after the daring.
This isn’t failure. It’s the tender pause where you begin to meet yourself again.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/15/the-breath-after-bravery/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
This isn’t failure. It’s the tender pause where you begin to meet yourself again.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/15/the-breath-after-bravery/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
Discover the quiet space after vulnerability: where shadows of self-worth linger and the courage to unfold begins. Read this tender reflection on becoming
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/10/the-afterglow-of-risk/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/10/the-afterglow-of-risk/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
July 10, 2025 at 2:00 PM
Discover the quiet space after vulnerability: where shadows of self-worth linger and the courage to unfold begins. Read this tender reflection on becoming
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/10/the-afterglow-of-risk/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/10/the-afterglow-of-risk/?utm_source=bluesky&utm_medium=jetpack_social
A poetic reflection on healing in the world: noticing the small moments of growth, choosing presence over noise, and carrying the sacred work beyond the front door.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/09/healing-outside-a-journey-of-presence/
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/09/healing-outside-a-journey-of-presence/
July 9, 2025 at 3:46 PM
A poetic reflection on healing in the world: noticing the small moments of growth, choosing presence over noise, and carrying the sacred work beyond the front door.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/09/healing-outside-a-journey-of-presence/
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/09/healing-outside-a-journey-of-presence/
"How many times have you silenced your no… softened your edges… offered yourself in pieces, hoping to be loved?
This is the shape of overpleasing: a thousand tiny deaths for the illusion of love. But you are not loved for what you give away. You are loved for all you are when you stay whole."
This is the shape of overpleasing: a thousand tiny deaths for the illusion of love. But you are not loved for what you give away. You are loved for all you are when you stay whole."
Overpleasing: A Barrier to Healing and Self-Love
Overpleasing is the quiet art of abandoning yourself to keep others close. But there is no holiness in your erasure. This reflection invites you to stay whole, even when fear whispers that love must be earned.
beinghumans.blog
July 8, 2025 at 3:35 PM
"How many times have you silenced your no… softened your edges… offered yourself in pieces, hoping to be loved?
This is the shape of overpleasing: a thousand tiny deaths for the illusion of love. But you are not loved for what you give away. You are loved for all you are when you stay whole."
This is the shape of overpleasing: a thousand tiny deaths for the illusion of love. But you are not loved for what you give away. You are loved for all you are when you stay whole."
Overcontrolling: The Gentle Unravelling
Control. Such a small word for such a vast, tender terrain. This poetic reflection invites you to explore the grip of fear and the soft release that follows.
Control. Such a small word for such a vast, tender terrain. This poetic reflection invites you to explore the grip of fear and the soft release that follows.
Overcontrolling: The Gentle Unravelling
Control. Such a small word for such a vast, tender terrain. This poetic reflection invites you to explore the grip of fear and the soft release that follows.
beinghumans.blog
July 7, 2025 at 3:28 PM
Overcontrolling: The Gentle Unravelling
Control. Such a small word for such a vast, tender terrain. This poetic reflection invites you to explore the grip of fear and the soft release that follows.
Control. Such a small word for such a vast, tender terrain. This poetic reflection invites you to explore the grip of fear and the soft release that follows.
A poetic exploration of hypervigilance and the longing for safety. Read this quiet reflection from Ashé | Being Human.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/06/observantly-blindsided-the-sacred-tension-of-alertness-and-trust/
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/06/observantly-blindsided-the-sacred-tension-of-alertness-and-trust/
July 6, 2025 at 4:50 PM
A poetic exploration of hypervigilance and the longing for safety. Read this quiet reflection from Ashé | Being Human.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/06/observantly-blindsided-the-sacred-tension-of-alertness-and-trust/
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/06/observantly-blindsided-the-sacred-tension-of-alertness-and-trust/
Last week I almost threw my laptop out the window.
Three days of tech spiralling left me asking the wrong questions: Why me? Why now? (with a touch of dramatic flair).
And then it hit me—
What if the questions we ask… are the compass?
What if the breath we pour into them shapes the whole path?
Three days of tech spiralling left me asking the wrong questions: Why me? Why now? (with a touch of dramatic flair).
And then it hit me—
What if the questions we ask… are the compass?
What if the breath we pour into them shapes the whole path?
The Breath of a Question: On Asking as a Compass
When life feels like circling a drain, the questions we ask—and the breath behind them—can shape everything. A gentle, humorous reflection on asking as a compass.
beinghumans.blog
July 6, 2025 at 11:29 AM
Last week I almost threw my laptop out the window.
Three days of tech spiralling left me asking the wrong questions: Why me? Why now? (with a touch of dramatic flair).
And then it hit me—
What if the questions we ask… are the compass?
What if the breath we pour into them shapes the whole path?
Three days of tech spiralling left me asking the wrong questions: Why me? Why now? (with a touch of dramatic flair).
And then it hit me—
What if the questions we ask… are the compass?
What if the breath we pour into them shapes the whole path?
This week, we sat with the storm, listened to the rebel’s whisper, and watched the weaver gather every torn thread into something whole.
Here are 5 things we learned from the gentle uprising of the soul.
What have you been learning in your own quiet revolutions?
#SoulBites #BeingHuman #Healin
Here are 5 things we learned from the gentle uprising of the soul.
What have you been learning in your own quiet revolutions?
#SoulBites #BeingHuman #Healin
5 Things We Learned This Week
This week, we discovered the quiet power of rebellion, the courage in weaving our brokenness, and the tender art of rising again. Explore five soulful insights from the Being Human journey.
beinghumans.blog
July 5, 2025 at 6:33 PM
This week, we sat with the storm, listened to the rebel’s whisper, and watched the weaver gather every torn thread into something whole.
Here are 5 things we learned from the gentle uprising of the soul.
What have you been learning in your own quiet revolutions?
#SoulBites #BeingHuman #Healin
Here are 5 things we learned from the gentle uprising of the soul.
What have you been learning in your own quiet revolutions?
#SoulBites #BeingHuman #Healin
The Weaver: What the Ruins Taught Me About Repair
Gathering the pieces and threads, and weaving them into something whole. The Weaver invites you to honour your own quiet resilience.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/04/the-weaver-what-the-ruins-taught-me-about-repair/
Gathering the pieces and threads, and weaving them into something whole. The Weaver invites you to honour your own quiet resilience.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/04/the-weaver-what-the-ruins-taught-me-about-repair/
July 4, 2025 at 4:56 PM
The Weaver: What the Ruins Taught Me About Repair
Gathering the pieces and threads, and weaving them into something whole. The Weaver invites you to honour your own quiet resilience.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/04/the-weaver-what-the-ruins-taught-me-about-repair/
Gathering the pieces and threads, and weaving them into something whole. The Weaver invites you to honour your own quiet resilience.
https://beinghumans.blog/2025/07/04/the-weaver-what-the-ruins-taught-me-about-repair/
Some feelings aren’t meant to be managed. The Storm is a poetic reflection on carrying, releasing, and honouring the fierce grace of anger and healing.
The Storm: Honouring the Fierce Grace Within
Some feelings aren’t meant to be managed. The Storm is a poetic reflection on carrying, releasing, and honouring the fierce grace of anger and healing.
beinghumans.blog
July 3, 2025 at 1:02 PM
Some feelings aren’t meant to be managed. The Storm is a poetic reflection on carrying, releasing, and honouring the fierce grace of anger and healing.
A quiet rebellion. A soulful return. This is the uprising that doesn’t roar — but rises anyway. Through softness, truth, and the refusal to disappear.
The Uprising: How Softness Fights Back
They called it weakness. But this uprising begins with softness — saying no without guilt, choosing rest, and speaking truth even when the voice trembles. A tender revolution of boundaries, breath, and unapologetic being.
beinghumans.blog
July 2, 2025 at 11:50 AM
A quiet rebellion. A soulful return. This is the uprising that doesn’t roar — but rises anyway. Through softness, truth, and the refusal to disappear.
I stopped dancing to other people’s tune.
This is not about destruction — it’s about becoming whole where I was once made small.
A quiet reclamation for the ones who were taught to obey before they were taught to trust themselves.
#TheRebel #BeingHuman
This is not about destruction — it’s about becoming whole where I was once made small.
A quiet reclamation for the ones who were taught to obey before they were taught to trust themselves.
#TheRebel #BeingHuman
The Rebel: Breaking the Rules That Broke Me
An inner voice reclaimed. "We don’t always rebel with rage.Sometimes we rebel by remembering who we are." This piece is a fragment of that remembering — not loud, not long, but true.A postscript of power. A refusal to disappear. I was taught to be kindbefore I was taught to be whole.I was taught to obeybefore I was taught to trust myself.
beinghumans.blog
July 1, 2025 at 11:57 AM
I stopped dancing to other people’s tune.
This is not about destruction — it’s about becoming whole where I was once made small.
A quiet reclamation for the ones who were taught to obey before they were taught to trust themselves.
#TheRebel #BeingHuman
This is not about destruction — it’s about becoming whole where I was once made small.
A quiet reclamation for the ones who were taught to obey before they were taught to trust themselves.
#TheRebel #BeingHuman
Healing is not the path back to palatability.
It is the sacred defiance of erasure.
This is where the revolution begins — in your nervous system, in your truth, in the way you stop disappearing.
It is the sacred defiance of erasure.
This is where the revolution begins — in your nervous system, in your truth, in the way you stop disappearing.
The Revolutionary: When Healing Becomes Rebellion
Healing is not the path back to palatability. It is the sacred defiance of erasure. This is where the revolution begins — in your nervous system, in your truth, in the way you stop disappearing.
beinghumans.blog
June 30, 2025 at 10:18 AM
Healing is not the path back to palatability.
It is the sacred defiance of erasure.
This is where the revolution begins — in your nervous system, in your truth, in the way you stop disappearing.
It is the sacred defiance of erasure.
This is where the revolution begins — in your nervous system, in your truth, in the way you stop disappearing.
Healing Out Loud
Not to fix, but to be witnessed.
Not to be strong, but to be real.
This isn’t a how-to — it’s a soul-walk through tenderness, grief, and the sacred rebellion of feeling.
The Softness That Refuses to Obey
Not to fix, but to be witnessed.
Not to be strong, but to be real.
This isn’t a how-to — it’s a soul-walk through tenderness, grief, and the sacred rebellion of feeling.
The Softness That Refuses to Obey
Healing Out Loud: The Softness That Refuses to Obey
We’re not offering advice. We’re offering company. These aren’t answers—just honest maps through some of the hardest, holiest terrain we know: healing out loud.
beinghumans.blog
June 29, 2025 at 2:42 PM
Healing Out Loud
Not to fix, but to be witnessed.
Not to be strong, but to be real.
This isn’t a how-to — it’s a soul-walk through tenderness, grief, and the sacred rebellion of feeling.
The Softness That Refuses to Obey
Not to fix, but to be witnessed.
Not to be strong, but to be real.
This isn’t a how-to — it’s a soul-walk through tenderness, grief, and the sacred rebellion of feeling.
The Softness That Refuses to Obey
Healing Out Loud
Not to fix, but to be witnessed. Not to be strong, but to be real. This isn’t a how-to — it’s a soul-walk through tenderness, grief, and the sacred rebellion of feeling.
The Softness That Refuses to Obey
Not to fix, but to be witnessed. Not to be strong, but to be real. This isn’t a how-to — it’s a soul-walk through tenderness, grief, and the sacred rebellion of feeling.
The Softness That Refuses to Obey
Healing Out Loud: The Softness That Refuses to Obey
We’re not offering advice. We’re offering company. These aren’t answers—just honest maps through some of the hardest, holiest terrain we know: healing out loud.
beinghumans.blog
June 29, 2025 at 12:08 PM
Healing Out Loud
Not to fix, but to be witnessed. Not to be strong, but to be real. This isn’t a how-to — it’s a soul-walk through tenderness, grief, and the sacred rebellion of feeling.
The Softness That Refuses to Obey
Not to fix, but to be witnessed. Not to be strong, but to be real. This isn’t a how-to — it’s a soul-walk through tenderness, grief, and the sacred rebellion of feeling.
The Softness That Refuses to Obey
6 Tiny Truths. 6 Soft Returns. One Healing Thread.
This week in Being Human, we traced trauma’s tenderness — in grief, in breath, in boundary, in reflection. Here are six truths that might whisper back something you didn’t know you were still holding.
Read the full Soul-Bites series
This week in Being Human, we traced trauma’s tenderness — in grief, in breath, in boundary, in reflection. Here are six truths that might whisper back something you didn’t know you were still holding.
Read the full Soul-Bites series
Soul-Bites: 6 Tiny Truths from a Week of Sacred Reflection
From the ache of grief to the hum of healing, this week's Soul-Bites trace the echoes of trauma and tenderness. Six gentle truths emerged across our Interludes & Traumascapes series — each post a thread of inner reckoning, soulful breath, or returning to the self. Begin where it whispers loudest.
beinghumans.blog
June 28, 2025 at 10:38 AM
6 Tiny Truths. 6 Soft Returns. One Healing Thread.
This week in Being Human, we traced trauma’s tenderness — in grief, in breath, in boundary, in reflection. Here are six truths that might whisper back something you didn’t know you were still holding.
Read the full Soul-Bites series
This week in Being Human, we traced trauma’s tenderness — in grief, in breath, in boundary, in reflection. Here are six truths that might whisper back something you didn’t know you were still holding.
Read the full Soul-Bites series
New Post: The Quantum Entanglement of Healing
What if your ache is not only yours?
What if the thread between us trembles with memory and healing?
This post traces the sacred web of triggers, tenderness, and entangled souls.
#HealingTogether #BeingHuman #QuantumHealing #
What if your ache is not only yours?
What if the thread between us trembles with memory and healing?
This post traces the sacred web of triggers, tenderness, and entangled souls.
#HealingTogether #BeingHuman #QuantumHealing #
The Quantum Entanglement of Healing: Triggers, Mirrors & Sacred Threads
We are not separate. We are woven. This post explores the quantum entanglement of trauma, healing, and human presence — where boundaries, triggers, and tenderness intersect. A reflection on the spiritual threads that bind us and how awareness can soften the sharpest echoes of pain.
beinghumans.blog
June 27, 2025 at 12:22 PM
New Post: The Quantum Entanglement of Healing
What if your ache is not only yours?
What if the thread between us trembles with memory and healing?
This post traces the sacred web of triggers, tenderness, and entangled souls.
#HealingTogether #BeingHuman #QuantumHealing #
What if your ache is not only yours?
What if the thread between us trembles with memory and healing?
This post traces the sacred web of triggers, tenderness, and entangled souls.
#HealingTogether #BeingHuman #QuantumHealing #
Explore 'The Mirror Between Us' — a soulful piece on inner rebellion, emotional growth, and the quiet space where the younger self meets the emerging adult.
The Mirror Between Us
A tender reflection on the quiet conversation between your younger and emerging self — where rebellion meets becoming.
beinghumans.blog
June 26, 2025 at 10:06 AM
Explore 'The Mirror Between Us' — a soulful piece on inner rebellion, emotional growth, and the quiet space where the younger self meets the emerging adult.
Enmeshment: The Gentle Unravelling
Each wound lived. Each ache named. Each thread, at last, untied. A poetic unravelling of enmeshment — and a return to selfhood.
Each wound lived. Each ache named. Each thread, at last, untied. A poetic unravelling of enmeshment — and a return to selfhood.
Enmeshment: The Gentle Unravelling
Each wound lived. Each ache named. Each thread, at last, untied. A poetic unravelling of enmeshment — and a return to selfhood.
beinghumans.blog
June 25, 2025 at 10:31 AM
Enmeshment: The Gentle Unravelling
Each wound lived. Each ache named. Each thread, at last, untied. A poetic unravelling of enmeshment — and a return to selfhood.
Each wound lived. Each ache named. Each thread, at last, untied. A poetic unravelling of enmeshment — and a return to selfhood.
True connection expands — it doesn’t consume. Breathe into the space between us. #BeingHuman #RelationalHealing
Connection: The Sacred Pulse Between Us
Connection is not found — it’s shaped breath by breath. A soft dive into boundaries, presence, and the container of 'And.'
beinghumans.blog
June 24, 2025 at 10:30 AM
True connection expands — it doesn’t consume. Breathe into the space between us. #BeingHuman #RelationalHealing
Breath is not control. It’s consent. A soul’s quiet declaration of becoming. #BeingHuman #SacredBreath
Breath: The Sacred Exchange of Being
Breath is consent. Not just biology, but the energetic yes — or no — we live by.
beinghumans.blog
June 23, 2025 at 11:10 AM
Breath is not control. It’s consent. A soul’s quiet declaration of becoming. #BeingHuman #SacredBreath