Month: August 2025

The Search ~ Ernest Howard Crosby

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The Soul We Find in Others: A Reflection on Connection and the Divine


You may search the heavens for God or the depths for your soul—but sometimes, all three are waiting in the face of another.

The Search

Ernest Howard Crosby

NO one could tell me where my Soul might be.
I searched for God, but God eluded me.
I sought my Brother out, and found all three.

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Light for the Journey: Bravery Over Comfort: Tagore’s Bold Prayer for the Soul

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What if the true blessing isn’t a life without pain—but the courage to face it? Tagore’s wisdom dares us to stop begging for safety and start becoming brave.

“Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, butfor the heart to conquer it.” ― Tagore

Reflection:

Tagore’s words invite us to shift our deepest desires. Instead of pleading for a life free of danger or pain, he challenges us to grow into the kind of soul that meets hardship head-on. This is not a rejection of comfort but a powerful embrace of courage. True strength isn’t born in easy times—it’s forged in fire, in the quiet decision to keep going, even when everything hurts. Pain will visit all of us, but with a brave heart, we can transform suffering into wisdom, fear into resolve. We’re not meant to merely survive life—we’re meant to transcend it. So let’s stop asking for life to be easier. Let’s ask for the strength to rise stronger, stand taller, and love deeper in spite of it all.

Writer’s Prompt: Wall Street to Warpath: One Man’s Hunt for Redemption

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He once bet billions on markets. Now he’s betting his life to find his sister—and he’s woefully out of shape. Can grit and desperation rewrite destiny?

Opening Paragrap:

He hadn’t run a mile in over two decades, but today he ran until his lungs threatened mutiny. Harold Langston III, former hedge fund wunderkind, sweated under a gray sky on a stretch of gravel behind an abandoned mill outside Pittsburgh. The market no longer held his gaze—the charts, the trades, the endless pursuit of returns—all meaningless now. Six weeks ago, his youngest sister vanished without a trace. Police shrugged. The FBI gave updates soaked in bureaucracy. Harold needed more than answers. He needed blood. But rage didn’t make you lean. Desperation didn’t teach you how to shoot, fight, or hunt men who vanished girls into the underworld. That’s where Travis “Rook” Rooker came in—a former Navy SEAL with a steel jaw, haunted eyes, and a strict no-bullshit clause. Harold had money. Rook had skills. The deal was struck. Now the only question that mattered was this: Could a soft financier become a weapon sharp enough to shatter the dark web?

Questions to Dive Deeper:

  1. What internal demons might Harold need to conquer before he can face real ones?
  2. How does a person without physical strength transform emotionally into someone capable of violence?
  3. What ethical lines would you cross for family—and would you recognize yourself on the other side?

Nature Knows Best—Let the Outdoors Relax You

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You don’t need to meditate on a mountaintop. A short walk under trees can calm your nervous system and lift your soul.

Nature doesn’t ask anything of you. It just exists—and invites you to do the same. Research shows that just 20 minutes in a natural setting can lower cortisol levels and ease mental fatigue (Frontiers in Psychology, 2019).

Whether it’s a walk in the park, sitting on a bench near water, or digging your hands into the soil, nature restores what the world depletes. It brings you back into rhythm—your breath slows, your shoulders drop, and your mind quiets.

Don’t overthink it. Just go outside. Let the sun kiss your face, let a breeze remind you that you’re alive. Let trees be your therapists.

📚 Source: Hunter, M. R., Gillespie, B. W., & Chen, S. Y.-P. (2019). Nature exposure reduces stress. Frontiers in Psychology.

The Three Strange Angels: What Knocks in the Night of Grief

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What if the strange knocking in the night of your grief isn’t danger… but something sacred? In this deeply moving episode of Journey from Grief to Healing, we explore D.H. Lawrence’s poem “The Song of a Man Who Has Come Through.” You’ll discover how grief carves us still, and how the invisible wind of change stirs us gently toward hope—if only we let it in. This is an invitation to feel, to trust, and to admit the three strange angels that just might lead you to wonder again.

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