And suddenly… I didn’t care anymore. Not about being noticed. Not about being understood. Not about being texted back, liked, invited, or talked about. The noise faded… and in that silence, I found something real. Myself. No validation. No chasing. No proving. Just peace. Just clarity. Just presence. It’s quiet now and for the first time, it doesn’t feel lonely… it feels like home. ~ Spiritual League

Notes to Readers:

This evening I received an email from a fairly new reader who expressed his displeasure with my choice in posts — too much “war”. Fine. I replied it was his choice to come or go.

I write these notes and post different articles that I feel will be of interest to someone, not everyone. Not everyone is on the same frequency level, the same resonance.

Frankly, I don’t care if anyone chooses to leave. This is a purely volunteer unpaid effort on my part save a few kind souls who have sent occasional donations. Other than that, the work is free to read or skip. It’s your choice as an evolving soul to determine what resonates with you. If discussion about war upsets you, well, clearly you don’t understand what is really going on in the world. And it’s not my responsibility to inform you or push something in front of your face. If you’re not ready to hear, see, or understand… you won’t.

If anything I post here offends, then either skip it or leave.

I might add, I receive extremely few examples of this sort of email. I’m not one to bend to another’s will. Best leave if you don’t like what’s offered for plenty of other people do and those are the ones I am communicating with.

Enuf said. (misspelling intended)

Eliza Ayres