Musings of A Modern Hermit

Namaste, y'all, Transformation and healing are tough acts to move through, but when successfully completed, they are well worth it, for the results far exceed the struggles you must endure to get to the other side. However, few people will do the arduous work to get there. I know in my life, there were many times  I surrendered to my ego and dropped the healing process. Instead I chose  to numb my pain with drugs, booze, sex, and investing in anything that took the focus off me taking responsibility for my growth. Of course this is delusional behavior because reality would swing back around with the same issue demanding my attention. That's why I do believe the adage that the things we refuse to heal will continue to reveal themselves. How many of us will remain stuck on stupid instead of facing the truth of our ignorant perception of life? And why do we beat ourselves up after we've conquered a difficult situation? I think it's the realization about our need to be righ...

Namaste, y'all, And welcome to February, 2026! I had a powerful thought hit me recently regarding the topic of projections. Why do we project, especially the painful emotions bound in our unhealed wounds? What came up for me is that what we are filled and overflowing with must be released, like a volcano when the pressure from the forces of heat converge that cause it to explode its molten lava.  Just as a volcano naturally erupts, so, too, will our emotions when the conditions and triggers align with them. When we suppress critical feelings, we're building an explosive arsenal for a future event(s) that may end up costing us key partnerships and others. Unchecked emotions and denying them attention to heal and release can lead to rage, not anger, but full-on explosive outbursts that could've been prevented if one had taken the time to work through them earlier. I know this was the case for me in my younger years. Instead of confronting my pain, frustrations, and fears, I b...

Namaste, Y'all, A meme that reads, “The devil don't come with horns. He comes with comfort and tells you to rest before the work's done.”  Here are two ancient biblical text descriptions of Lucifer, the Morning Star, who was given the title the most beautiful creation ever by God himself in the Bible (Ezekiel 28:12-19 and Isaiah 14:12-15). Notice how there are no horns, hooves, a massive erect penis, or pendulous breasts, even as some illustrations depict?  Nope, an innocent-looking cherub (angelic being) anointed by the divine for its purpose. And like all created beings, Lucifer had free will to do what he wished with the expressed caveat (warning) of the universal law of karma. He, like countless others, refused to honor this law and received his justice—eternal banishment from the upper regions of heaven into the lower levels of hell, where he and his minions are bound and rule. Hell is a state of suffering for those who have chosen to live in their debased egos (addict...

Namaste, Y'all,  It's only been a couple of weeks into 2026, and it's proving to be chock full of surprises and plot twists from the top down. Laws, rules, and regulations were circumvented to fit false narratives to place absolute power in the powers that be. While outright discrimination has been pushed to replace tolerance and acceptance from those who fail to prove they are even worthy to place judgment in the first place. Yes, it's life coming to an end on many levels, hitting our collective consciousness square in the forehead with constant shock and awe moments. But really, has there ever been any crumbs of human decency, or is the great reveal of what was lurking in the shadows pulling the strings of delusion and false hope? It makes you wonder, at least for myself, as to why we act so surprised by the news lines when they've been the same narrative for millennia. There is nothing new, except inventions here and there and technology, but mankind is still sou...

Namaste, Y'all, One of the biggest lessons that I learned last year was in being stoic, saying no, and sticking to it—guilt- and shame-free. A great deal of my life was spent in situations where I was devalued, and instead of moving on from the truth that was revealed, I would come crawling back like a scorned dog with its tail between its  hind legs. Being raised in a Christian occult environment, I was conditioned to accept suffering as the way, the truth, and the light, so it's a no-brainer as to why I continued this behavioral pattern well into my adulthood, as did so many of us, especially coming from strict religious communities. It makes me angry to think that the biggest source of personal power theft is sourced through religion. Many of us have spent lifetimes holding toxic space for beliefs that work against our greater good for living a fully expressed life. It's more important to champion stunted growth instead of exercising one's free will; it's plain i...

Namaste, Y'all, Sometimes the best thing one can do for themselves is to express gratitude. Take the time to express a list of things, events, and all in between that have taken place in your life. For me, it's making it through the slew of mudslinging, psychic attacks, character assassinations, lying, theft, emotional wounding, veiled threats, and so much more from those who were threatened by my presence, words of truth and healing, authentic living, kindness, and pursuing my life purpose without malice, competition, and shame. And thank you for showing me just how bound you are to the demonic forces that have taken over your being. You really have no idea what you're doing or who you are, let alone who and what is driving your life force. Possession is hell. I know due to my past addictions. I'm grateful for the lessons you taught me about your true self and mine, for they have ushered me into the sweet spot where I reside today. You also showed me why it is imperati...

Hey, Ya'll, And namaste to you and yours. As we slide into the end of 2025, I'm reminded of several key events the year has presented for me to glean some critical life lessons from. Some of these events that took place looked daunting, and sometimes like they had no end in sight; however, my faith did not and continues to unfold in ways and means that are miraculous and proof that a higher power does indeed exist, and for that I am eternally grateful. The biblical story of Job comes to my mind's eye as a reference point. The man was put to the test and yet stayed focused and steadfast in his faith that the divine was in the hidden details, and all he had to do was trust the process. He did this in the direct firing line of his wife, who would always tell him to curse God and die because his plight was so freaking bad. But he never did. He just trusted and prevented himself from becoming a victim of his circumstances. Talk about one tough and centered being.  I want to than...

Namaste, Y'all, Has life taken you on multiple shifts and changes through  uncharted territory lately? Have you been experiencing the subtle degrees of moving your attention to areas that may have been previously blocked or unavailable? Welcome to the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, where up is now going down, and narrow is steadily widening to degrees of infinite possibilities. Yes, folks, life is certainly over as we've grown accustomed to it. Many certainties and securities have been stripped away due to the powers that be, causing us to rethink our survival as a species. Our comforts are no longer available as before, and our outlook on the future is obscured by the ever-lurking present, which is not saying much. I bet you didn't see this coming down the pike. Many of us seers (both ancient and present) certainly did, and it's still jarring and a bit disconcerting. We harped on this for the past 5 years, and so, here we are. Some of you listened, while others chose ...

Can one miss what they never had? Why do we assume that when a blood relative dies, the survivors are going to grieve them? And how do we respond to those who have not experienced having to deal with a narcissistic character? I ask these pertinent questions regarding my father's passing last week and some reactions to it with others. It was eye-opening, to say the least, the ways that people deal with death and the survivors. And in my case (and my immediate family), it really was about survival. My father was a textbook narcissist and sociopath. He existed to create havoc and drama through seduction and not much else. He left a slough of toxic waste for the souls he projected his unhealed wounds and sick and twisted head games he inflicted upon his victims. Likewise, he was a predator, a sex addict, a drug abuser, and a stalker. He patrolled his prey's territory with vigilance like a crazed security guard. The amount of energy, time, and resources to keep up his facades (and t...