Dualistic Unity
@dualisticunity.bsky.social
Hosts of the Dualistic Unity Podcast, Authors of the book "Proof That You're God", creators of the Dualistic Unity Life Troubleshooter, and Fans of Karaoke
Perched between leaving and arriving,
not going anywhere on purpose.
The world moves when I stop insisting it should.
#poetry (image by neelam279 @pixabay.bsky.social )
not going anywhere on purpose.
The world moves when I stop insisting it should.
#poetry (image by neelam279 @pixabay.bsky.social )
January 7, 2026 at 8:32 PM
Perched between leaving and arriving,
not going anywhere on purpose.
The world moves when I stop insisting it should.
#poetry (image by neelam279 @pixabay.bsky.social )
not going anywhere on purpose.
The world moves when I stop insisting it should.
#poetry (image by neelam279 @pixabay.bsky.social )
We stood in the dark
and felt something vast.
Before names.
Before answers.
Before we turned wonder
into something we could hold.
#poetry #spirituality #existence
and felt something vast.
Before names.
Before answers.
Before we turned wonder
into something we could hold.
#poetry #spirituality #existence
January 3, 2026 at 8:59 PM
We stood in the dark
and felt something vast.
Before names.
Before answers.
Before we turned wonder
into something we could hold.
#poetry #spirituality #existence
and felt something vast.
Before names.
Before answers.
Before we turned wonder
into something we could hold.
#poetry #spirituality #existence
Arms open to the tide,
not asking the water for answers.
Just this breath,
this moment of surrender,
where nothing is held
and nothing is missing.
#poetry @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
not asking the water for answers.
Just this breath,
this moment of surrender,
where nothing is held
and nothing is missing.
#poetry @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
January 3, 2026 at 7:09 PM
Arms open to the tide,
not asking the water for answers.
Just this breath,
this moment of surrender,
where nothing is held
and nothing is missing.
#poetry @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
not asking the water for answers.
Just this breath,
this moment of surrender,
where nothing is held
and nothing is missing.
#poetry @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
Neon hum.
Buttons worn smooth by hope.
We lose our names to blinking screens,
stand shoulder to shoulder,
failing gloriously—
and somehow winning together
just by being here.
#poetry #gaming @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
Buttons worn smooth by hope.
We lose our names to blinking screens,
stand shoulder to shoulder,
failing gloriously—
and somehow winning together
just by being here.
#poetry #gaming @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
January 3, 2026 at 2:50 AM
Neon hum.
Buttons worn smooth by hope.
We lose our names to blinking screens,
stand shoulder to shoulder,
failing gloriously—
and somehow winning together
just by being here.
#poetry #gaming @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
Buttons worn smooth by hope.
We lose our names to blinking screens,
stand shoulder to shoulder,
failing gloriously—
and somehow winning together
just by being here.
#poetry #gaming @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
January 2, 2026 at 11:19 PM
January 2, 2026 at 9:55 PM
No lesson.
No message.
Just a body
meeting the day
exactly as it is.
#poetry @electerious.bsky.social @unsplash.com
No message.
Just a body
meeting the day
exactly as it is.
#poetry @electerious.bsky.social @unsplash.com
January 2, 2026 at 5:02 PM
No lesson.
No message.
Just a body
meeting the day
exactly as it is.
#poetry @electerious.bsky.social @unsplash.com
No message.
Just a body
meeting the day
exactly as it is.
#poetry @electerious.bsky.social @unsplash.com
She isn’t looking for answers—
only space wide enough
for the question to dissolve.
The lake doesn’t explain itself.
Neither does she.
#poetry
only space wide enough
for the question to dissolve.
The lake doesn’t explain itself.
Neither does she.
#poetry
January 2, 2026 at 7:18 AM
She isn’t looking for answers—
only space wide enough
for the question to dissolve.
The lake doesn’t explain itself.
Neither does she.
#poetry
only space wide enough
for the question to dissolve.
The lake doesn’t explain itself.
Neither does she.
#poetry
Thoughts don’t need to be silenced or fixed.
The tension starts when they’re believed without question.
Peace isn’t the absence of thought —
it’s the absence of attachment.
#selfawareness
The tension starts when they’re believed without question.
Peace isn’t the absence of thought —
it’s the absence of attachment.
#selfawareness
January 2, 2026 at 6:43 AM
Thoughts don’t need to be silenced or fixed.
The tension starts when they’re believed without question.
Peace isn’t the absence of thought —
it’s the absence of attachment.
#selfawareness
The tension starts when they’re believed without question.
Peace isn’t the absence of thought —
it’s the absence of attachment.
#selfawareness
January 1, 2026 at 9:53 PM
January 1, 2026 at 9:00 PM
Control feels like safety —
until it becomes the cage.
The mind grabs certainty when reality feels uncertain.
Trying harder doesn’t calm fear.
It feeds it.
Relief begins where control is no longer required.
#lettinggo
until it becomes the cage.
The mind grabs certainty when reality feels uncertain.
Trying harder doesn’t calm fear.
It feeds it.
Relief begins where control is no longer required.
#lettinggo
January 1, 2026 at 7:51 PM
Control feels like safety —
until it becomes the cage.
The mind grabs certainty when reality feels uncertain.
Trying harder doesn’t calm fear.
It feeds it.
Relief begins where control is no longer required.
#lettinggo
until it becomes the cage.
The mind grabs certainty when reality feels uncertain.
Trying harder doesn’t calm fear.
It feeds it.
Relief begins where control is no longer required.
#lettinggo
Nothing is wrong with you.
Something is just being felt.
The tension isn’t proof you’re broken —
it’s proof you’re human.
You don’t need fixing.
You need less resistance.
#selfawareness
Something is just being felt.
The tension isn’t proof you’re broken —
it’s proof you’re human.
You don’t need fixing.
You need less resistance.
#selfawareness
January 1, 2026 at 7:35 PM
Nothing is wrong with you.
Something is just being felt.
The tension isn’t proof you’re broken —
it’s proof you’re human.
You don’t need fixing.
You need less resistance.
#selfawareness
Something is just being felt.
The tension isn’t proof you’re broken —
it’s proof you’re human.
You don’t need fixing.
You need less resistance.
#selfawareness
A new year doesn’t mean a new self.
It means another chance to notice how much of life happens without your permission.
That noticing matters.
#NewYearThoughts #Awareness #HumanCondition
It means another chance to notice how much of life happens without your permission.
That noticing matters.
#NewYearThoughts #Awareness #HumanCondition
January 1, 2026 at 6:14 PM
A new year doesn’t mean a new self.
It means another chance to notice how much of life happens without your permission.
That noticing matters.
#NewYearThoughts #Awareness #HumanCondition
It means another chance to notice how much of life happens without your permission.
That noticing matters.
#NewYearThoughts #Awareness #HumanCondition
We often greet a new year by trying to control it.
But clarity usually arrives after we loosen our grip, not before.
The unknown isn’t a mistake.
#NewYear #Anxiety #Consciousness
But clarity usually arrives after we loosen our grip, not before.
The unknown isn’t a mistake.
#NewYear #Anxiety #Consciousness
January 1, 2026 at 6:13 PM
We often greet a new year by trying to control it.
But clarity usually arrives after we loosen our grip, not before.
The unknown isn’t a mistake.
#NewYear #Anxiety #Consciousness
But clarity usually arrives after we loosen our grip, not before.
The unknown isn’t a mistake.
#NewYear #Anxiety #Consciousness
If becoming “better” feels exhausting,
it might be because the self you’re trying to improve is already doing its best to survive.
Rest can be a form of honesty.
#NewYearReflection #Identity #Depression
it might be because the self you’re trying to improve is already doing its best to survive.
Rest can be a form of honesty.
#NewYearReflection #Identity #Depression
January 1, 2026 at 6:12 PM
If becoming “better” feels exhausting,
it might be because the self you’re trying to improve is already doing its best to survive.
Rest can be a form of honesty.
#NewYearReflection #Identity #Depression
it might be because the self you’re trying to improve is already doing its best to survive.
Rest can be a form of honesty.
#NewYearReflection #Identity #Depression
“New year, new me” sounds hopeful —
until it quietly turns into another way of rejecting who you already are.
Nothing needs to be erased for something real to change.
#NewYearsDay #LettingGo #InnerWork
until it quietly turns into another way of rejecting who you already are.
Nothing needs to be erased for something real to change.
#NewYearsDay #LettingGo #InnerWork
January 1, 2026 at 6:10 PM
“New year, new me” sounds hopeful —
until it quietly turns into another way of rejecting who you already are.
Nothing needs to be erased for something real to change.
#NewYearsDay #LettingGo #InnerWork
until it quietly turns into another way of rejecting who you already are.
Nothing needs to be erased for something real to change.
#NewYearsDay #LettingGo #InnerWork
The New Year doesn’t ask you to reinvent yourself.
It just makes the patterns you were already living with easier to see.
Seeing is enough to begin.
#NewYear #SelfAwareness #MentalHealth
It just makes the patterns you were already living with easier to see.
Seeing is enough to begin.
#NewYear #SelfAwareness #MentalHealth
January 1, 2026 at 6:09 PM
The New Year doesn’t ask you to reinvent yourself.
It just makes the patterns you were already living with easier to see.
Seeing is enough to begin.
#NewYear #SelfAwareness #MentalHealth
It just makes the patterns you were already living with easier to see.
Seeing is enough to begin.
#NewYear #SelfAwareness #MentalHealth
December 31, 2025 at 3:34 AM
The sun exhales
gold through endless green—
a quiet reminder
that even the vastest days
end softly,
and nothing is ever truly lost
to the horizon.
#poetry @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
gold through endless green—
a quiet reminder
that even the vastest days
end softly,
and nothing is ever truly lost
to the horizon.
#poetry @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
December 30, 2025 at 9:50 PM
The sun exhales
gold through endless green—
a quiet reminder
that even the vastest days
end softly,
and nothing is ever truly lost
to the horizon.
#poetry @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
gold through endless green—
a quiet reminder
that even the vastest days
end softly,
and nothing is ever truly lost
to the horizon.
#poetry @pexelsofficial.bsky.social
December 30, 2025 at 4:55 PM
