HeyJaredColin's Chronicles
I'm a channel writer and a light warrior, spreading positivity, wisdom and advice to everyone I can. Having transformed my own life, I am now coaching others to open their hearts and create a life they love. And I guide people to find their purpose.
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A parable about owning everything, even the pain! (opens the original)
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When the world came back to life, only a few people were left to see it. The catastrophe had destroyed almost everything. The survivors had hidden in caves underground, and life there had been hard and brutal. Most of them died in the dark. Now the few who remained walked out into a new world, and they did not take the chance lightly. They could choose how things would run, how they would rule, and how they would treat each other. Above all, they realised the catastrophe had probably been caused
Nobody Is Too Old to Wake Up. (opens the original)
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Long ago, in a small village in Africa, there was a boy who ate with his back to the wall. He ate fast, one arm curled around his bowl of thick porridge, because the bowl never stayed his for long. His brothers came anyway. A hand plunged into his food. A fist into his ribs, the kind that empties the breath out of you and leaves you making small wet noises on the ground. Not because he had done anything. Because they could. His parents watched from the fire. His mother sighed. His father looked
How the body holds what the mind won't, and how to finally let it go. (opens the original)
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I wrote a version of this two years ago. This is what I’d say now.Before my coach said a word, it was already coming. We’d have barely logged onto the call, her face just resolving on the screen, and something in my chest would loosen and rise like water finding a crack, my throat tightening before either of us had spoken. She didn’t need to ask what was wrong. She was just the trigger, the door swinging open on something that had been standing behind it the whole time. I used to think that was
The Fear That Shows Up When You Start Writing a Book (opens the original)
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The cursor blinked on an unfinished sentence, and I was already gone. Not gone as in distracted by nothing in particular. Gone into a version of my life where the book had sold, where a number, three million dollars, sat somewhere just under my ribs like a held breath, where strangers asked me about the writing process and I answered them well. I could see the interview. I could see the house. But I could not see the next word. This happened most days, for as long as I was writing that book. I w
Free To Become An Angel (opens the original)
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I think a lot of dogs come into our lives to teach us how to treat others better. Especially the dog themselves. Not all people learn this lesson of course but many do. Dogs are kind and patient, empathetic and above all, understanding. They love us unconditionally regardless of how we treat them. If the human and dog are both lucky then both will treat each other better as time goes on. They will form an unbreakable bond. The dog will continue to teach the humans around her, and the humans will
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