Tag inner journey
Nothing stays frozen forever.
No night lasts forever.
No pain holds your soul prisoner forever.
There once was a Body.
It had no name. No age.
It was perfect — built of atoms, structures, cells.
But inside… it was empty.
A self-guided tool to explore why things don’t work, even when we try our best.
We become so good.
So kind.
So patient.
So invisible
One day, a girl sat down.
Not because it was comfortable.
But because she had no strength to walk any further.
You didn’t build it for applause.
You built it because your soul needed a place
where it could sit down and exhale.
Therapeutic soul stories for hearts that ache, remember, and still believe in light and healing.
Once there was a woman who forgot she carried the sun inside her. She gave it away in pieces: to those who needed warmth, to those who felt lost,