HeyJaredThrough the Mind's Eye
Through the Mind's Eye is a stepping stone in my journey to unleash a voice trapped by years of fear and uncertainty. Through the use of art, writing, photography, a bit of courage, and a lot of dedication I hope to publish a work I can feel proud of.
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The Gambles We Live By (opens the original)
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A few nights ago, my 21-year-old son invited me to join him and his friends at a casino. I hadn’t been out in a long time, so I took him up on the offer.Before we even arrived, he assured me he wouldn’t be playing. He had recently lost $500—money he’d earned selling his used car—to another foolish impulse. I had already done the mom thing, hounding him a bit about why on earth he would do that, before pulling back. He’s 21 now. I knew I had to let him learn life’s lessons on his own, even if I w
Gardening of the souls (opens the original)
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This is a poem I posted a year ago on another platform. We often fail to give attention to how powerful our words are. There is a concept that I really once from Don Miguel Ruiz’s classic book, The Four Agreements: A Practical Guide to Personal Freedom (Chapter 2, "The First Agreement: Be Impeccable With Your Word"). He says to strive to be impeccable with our words—speaking with honesty, love, and intent. To choose to avoid gossip and refrain from using language to harm ourself or others, knowi
In the darkness (opens the original)
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darknessengulfs the sensesblinds the sightchills the skinsilence deafenssound screamsa black fogsteals the breaththe way is lostwaitstill your mindsettle the feara single sparkcuts the darkwhat was twistedreturns to formpath becomes clearWriter Support<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$
Dropping the Mask, Wearing the Crown, Showing the Mess (opens the original)
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In the former town I lived in, there was a bold and beautiful person who worked as a greeter at the local Walmart. They dressed like a princess every single day and wore the most bold outfits, colors, and adorned with a crown. You couldn't miss them. But along with that, you couldn't miss their personality and their joy for life.Yet there is still this underlying judgment that I find takes place within me.I admire them for their ability to shine without a care. Yet I also know that most of the w
Forever laced (opens the original)
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I knowwhy you had to go away.I understandwhy you couldn't stay.In time,the grief will slowly fade.Forever uponmy heartstrings, a song will play,a melodyof love and lingering melancholy.Accompanied by hope,attempts to sing you back one day,daringly pursuingto beat fate at the game it plays.Against our will,along life's path there comes what may.If only as constellationsscattered across the expanse of space,some souls remain forever laced.<a class="button primary" href="https://donate.stripe.com/e
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