humanity
Humanity begins at home.
The Portal of Creation:
Across ages and civilizations, the feminine principle has been revered not merely as a companion to creation, but as its very portal. The phrase “portal of creation” captures a truth whispered through myth, mysticism, and sacred geometry alike — that the universe expresses itself through a generative matrix, a womb of becoming. In this cosmology, creation is not a passive event but an eternal pulse flowing through the living body of the feminine.
By Living the Greatest CONSPIRACY Theory. By RG.14 days ago in Families
Bettijo Hirschi
Introduction Bettijo Hirschi is a multi‑talented creative professional from the United States. She works as a designer, art director, photographer, writer, and event planner. Bettijo has built a long career in creative work and media. People know her for her artistic skills, her work in magazines and television, and her lifestyle blog. She is also known in recent news because of changes in her personal life.
By Farhan Sayed18 days ago in Families
Fordy and the Bandit Kitties. AI-Generated.
Once upon a time, there was a friendly little vehicle named Fordy. We meet Fordy on a very sleepy road, beneath a sky full of twinkly stars that seemed to whisper goodnight to anyone who passed beneath them. The moon hung low and round, lighting the road just enough to make everything feel safe and calm.
By The Schizophrenic Mom18 days ago in Families
Product of Lies
Product of Lies My earliest recollection of a lie was at the age of five. It was the Christmas holiday week, and my mom and dad were have an annual Christmas party for friends that included a couple children. The night was a fantasy, like the Nutcracker Suite without dancing. Our house length sunroom, which I always called the ball room was fully decked out in silver and gold garland, hung from each of the recessed lights in the entire room, which made the light refracting off of the tinsel, shimmer and flicker throughout. There was beautifully delicious food laid out and beverages for the kids and the adults. I was going to be a long evening of magical socializing in holiday vignettes.
By Alexandra Grant21 days ago in Families
The quiet sound of families breaking. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
There is a kind of silence that is louder than any noise. It is the silence of a child waking in the night and realizing their parent is gone. It is the silence of a kitchen table with one chair suddenly empty. It is the silence of a home that still looks the same, but no longer feels the same. Across the United States, thousands of families live inside that silence. Not because of war. Not because of disaster. Not because of death. But because of policy.
By Kaylee Souther21 days ago in Families
The Farmer and His Three Sons
In a quiet village surrounded by wide fields and dusty paths, there lived a hardworking farmer. His hands were rough from years of working the land, and his face carried the marks of long days spent under the sun. Farming was not just his work; it was his life. Before the sun rose each morning, he would already be walking toward his fields, and after sunset, he would return home tired but grateful.
By Sudais Zakwan22 days ago in Families
Fleeing Home - Again.... Content Warning.
Today I am not going to lie about or sugarcoat how I am doing. I am doing terribly. My children and I ended up fleeing our home last night. Again. Because of a man who decided to tell me that I had no other option than that he was going to be accessing my property.
By The Schizophrenic Mom23 days ago in Families
The Love That Stays Off-Camera
I didn’t notice the fire until it was almost too late. It was a Tuesday in late October. Dry wind, brittle leaves, the kind of air that crackles with danger. I was inside, scrolling through bad news on my phone, when the smell hit—acrid, sharp, wrong. I ran outside just as smoke curled over the ridge behind our street.
By KAMRAN AHMAD26 days ago in Families
