There comes a point on the path of healing where the noise of medicine, theory, and doctrine begins to sound like static — a distraction from the truth we already carry. In this space, we don’t seek answers from sterile textbooks or institutions, but from within — where illness becomes a teacher, symptoms become messages, and the body reveals the soul’s encoded language. This is not reductionism, nor is it rebellion — it is remembrance.
Author: Trance
Artist. Writer. Truth seeker.
A quiet reflection on living with purpose and discerning why we’re here. I speak to how clarity doesn’t come from thinking alone, but through movement — through showing up, stumbling, and continuing anyway. Purpose isn’t found in perfect plans, but in the lived experience that strips away the nonessential and brings us closer to what’s real.
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