HeyJaredOphelia Osagiede
Ophelia is a published author, entrepreneur, and healing therapist. A RADA graduate, she balances a tech/media career, family life, and holistic wellness, inspiring others on their well-being journey.
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An Ode in the Age of MAGA (opens the original)
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O England, green beneath the autumn rain, Where ancient stones remember every name; Where ships once crossed the world and brought The stranger to your shore, the nurse, the worker, The dreamer carrying little but a hope That life might yet be gentler here.And still, I understand the fear.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!BOaU!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fec
The Wash House Tale (opens the original)
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I am the Keeper of the Seal, Behind the Door of Law; I speak for those who will not speak, And hide what I have saw.The neighbour knocks: “The water falls. The wall is wet with rain.”I answer: “Write to us.” And send the words again.She brings the truth Upon the page, The survey and the stain; I bring the shield Of office walls And call the matter plain.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.
The Line We Carry (opens the original)
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There is something almost mischievous about biology.For centuries, much of European society placed enormous symbolic importance on the father’s name. A woman married, changed her surname and, in many families, disappeared genealogically behind the name of her husband. Children inherited the father’s family name. Family trees were drawn through fathers and sons. Estates, titles and sometimes entire histories were organised around the male line.But beneath this cultural architecture, another inher
The Quiet Confidence of Becoming (opens the original)
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It doesn’t necessarily arrive with age. Sometimes it arrives after disappointment. Sometimes after loss. Sometimes after making a decision that frightened you and discovering, eventually, that you survived it.And sometimes it arrives simply because you have lived long enough to recognise a pattern.You make a decision.You take a step.Something goes wrong.You adjust.You take another step.Something unexpected happens.You adjust again.And eventually you r
Neither Behind Nor Beside (opens the original)
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Recently, I went to a friend’s birthday party.It was one of those peculiar gatherings where time folds in on itself.People I had known when I was young were suddenly standing in front of me again. Older, of course, but recognisable. Faces carrying decades of lives I had not witnessed. There were hugs, laughter, stories that began with “Do you remember when…”, and that slightly surreal feeling of meeting people from a former version of yourself.It was lovely.And then something rather unexpected h
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