Tag: beauty
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Enlightenment Is Not Something to Attain
I was profoundly moved by the monks’ 2,300-mile Walk for Peace. After observing their unwavering devotion and embodied demonstration of loving-kindness, after listening carefully to their message, and after participating in the global meditation that marked the completion of their journey, I found myself quietly changed. Nothing dramatic happened outwardly. There was no spectacle, no…
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People don’t see me clearly!
Here’s something liberating and sobering: People don’t see me clearly. Nor do they see you clearly. They see us through their own lens. Everyone has private memories, wounds, longings, fears, and beliefs. That inner world filters and colours their view of you. So when someone judges you, misunderstands you, idealises you, diminishes you, projects onto you,…
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THE C H A N G E (Menopause): The Ultimate Permission Slip to Be Yourself
For many women, The Change (menopause) is framed as a loss, a fading of youth, fertility, or energy. But what if we shifted the lens? What if The Change wasn’t an ending, but a powerful beginning? The Change (menopause) is one of the most transformative permission slips a woman can ever receive. It’s the moment…
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Embracing the archetype of the Exalted Elder
It’s quiet at first, then powerfully undeniable. When your body begins to shift from one role into another. I call it “The Change,” and there is something affectionate in that phrase, because it captures a transformation far deeper than a biological transition. It marks a threshold, a crossing, a gentle unravelling of an old identity…
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When women enter The Change – Part Four
In early December 2025. I felt a quiet invitation to reshape my wellbeing. It was not born from urgency but from an inner knowing that it was time to return to practices that have always supported me. Fasting is a practice that I have experienced before, both in physical healing and spiritual deepening. Returning to…
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When women enter The Change – Part Three
When you listen closely to the language of women across generations, you begin to hear a kind of quiet poetry. Long before medicine named and measured it, women spoke of The Change. Not as a diagnosis, not as a defect, but as a passage. A threshold and a new season that arrived in its own…
ELIZABETH ELLAMES 