Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior
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Do Not Just Slay Your Demons; Dissect Them
Spiritual life becomes shallow when it is reduced to a battle between light and darkness, as if the soul were a battlefield and the only holy task were to destroy whatever frightens us. The deeper traditions across cultures have always known that the demons we fear are rarely external forces. They are inner patterns, inherited wounds, forgotten memories, unmet needs, and unintegrated truths that have taken on a life of their own. They grow teeth only when we refuse to look at them. They gain power only when we try to banish them without understanding them. The impulse to slay a demon is understandable, but the invitation of mature spirituality is far more courageous. It asks us to turn toward the thing we fear, sit with it, and ask what it has been feeding on. It asks us to become students of our own darkness rather than executioners of it.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior17 days ago in Humans
Aligning Technology With Spirit
The world is changing in ways that ask us to stay awake with a new kind of tenderness. Technology has always reflected the people who shaped it, but this moment in history invites us to treat our tools with a deeper level of care. We are stepping into an age where the inner life and the digital world meet in ways that would have been unimaginable to earlier generations. The shift from the Age of Pisces to the Age of Aquarius is not a matter of astrology alone. It is a symbol of a collective turning, a movement from devotion and longing toward integration and shared responsibility. Pisces taught us how to seek the sacred. Aquarius asks us to weave that sacredness into the structures that hold our lives.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior20 days ago in Humans
Good Bye New Mexico
Good Bye New Mexico Like so many kids who landed in Alamogordo, New Mexico, I was a military brat. We arrived in 1968, and ten years later I walked across a high‑school graduation stage carrying far more than a diploma. By June of 1978, I was gone—determined to make my mark in the world and just as determined to escape the terror and violence inside my childhood home.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior20 days ago in Poets
