Presence Stories

Third Soul is not a love story in the usual sense. It is about the kind of connection that doesn't ask for permission, doesn't arrive loudly, and doesn't leave easily. Between two people exists an unseen presence a third soul born from unspoken feelings, half-confessed truths, and the quiet moments that linger longer than they should. It watches from the space between glances, from dreams that feel more real than waking life, from thoughts that return every night just before sleep. This book explores longing that grows in silence, love that is imagined before it is ever lived, and the fragile line between what is felt and what is allowed. It is about choosing restraint while the heart rehearses a thousand alternate endings. About loving someone not just in reality, but in the mind, in dreams, in futures that may never happen. Third Soul is for anyone who has ever loved deeply without claiming, waited without asking, and carried an entire universe inside their chest-unseen, unnamed, but undeniably alive.

Reflecting on my relationship with my God

Please read it.this is my first story so I want you too read this and I hope that you like it please I love you readers 😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘 Sana PO magustuhan niyo Yung story ko.... Author: Rajesh scute Characters: Jean alcalde/jelly Edward young/mark Headmaster/Jacob Lyn Msr,aliveda young Mrs,Faye tores Ally Kate Thania kim - the girl in cellphone Boss/kenvin soo Tara dayel Crush bite/the king of pink blank blnk Vallish ken Msr Gabriel gum

A midival fantasy romance. In the time of the olds and magic lay a kingdom Avalon. Governed and ruled by the deciteful royals. The king, a powerful but shameless soul lays with the queen personal maid and betrothed a son. in a shocking twist he orders for the head of his maid and son but ends up getting a royal curse down to his linage. The cursed in action. The young prince is blessed with a young Fairy and comes back in time of his birth were he rewrites history and finds love in an unexpected end. join me in the interesting tale. #fantasy #midivalbook #royal #curse #fairy #past and present.

"It happened after it touched her. She awoke in an early morning daze; her movement was now of a River, which had been reflecting the Light of the Sun, kissing her gently, giving birth to a tender, fresh, childlike innocence. A vision was presented to her, a view, very familiar, she said. A sensation she had always felt with the wake of each morning light, in a blur, maybe".... The Art in every depth had now surfaced, after a blurry horizon sitting in a halt for years.... The sun, rising behind or over the inflamed horizon, or is it the movement of the river. In a Curious tone, she whispers with a deep sigh, " This River has me in its clutches", "my senses are not with me anymore", we hear her, speaking so poetically, her whispers.......echoing, all over.... Is it her poetic perception, or is it an approach, rather different from what or how we normally perceive life on a daily basis? Are we curious enough to let go of our past impressions which have formed our current views on life. To let go of things we hold onto so dearly. Is curiosity, bravery? Her childlike innocence, now perceives every moment with the light of curiosity, details on the surface (horizon) she had never witnessed before, sitting behind the window of perception, once misted by old impressions. Bewildered, she whispers, "every moment is a breath of life, I inhale then exhale without holding the breath". I want my every moment to stay in a constant flow, with fresh new wave in the river of life, fresh new breath each time. I do not wish to hold my moments nor my breaths any more. This holding on, has choked me enough, all these years.... I am now the dhow, floating on the river of life - I am steered by it, I don't steer it, no more.... It has taken over me. This flow, a constant movement is my path, my destiny....

Just some poems I wrote that have a special meaning to me, and with a bit of blue in them.

Truth has unlimited space in the imagination. Life; death watch... In the sense of meaning, the life of the mind without consciousness is completely meaningless. It cannot be defined. The focus should be on enriching the statement, not on proof. -Translated from Turkish-

Executive Presence Fake news ... trade war ... children in cages ... severing ties with our allies ... the US president meeting with oppressive dictators ... these are challenging times. So you may ask yourself, how does this relate to Executive Presence? When times are easy, no one really notices how you behave. As long as you don't rock the boat, things move along smoothly. If you work hard, you are likely to get rewarded or promoted. In communication terms, as long as people understand you when you speak, it's good enough. When times are tough, however, what's required for success changes. It's no longer enough to be present and do your job. You have to stand out; you have to be clear about what you stand for, and you have to make a difference. In communication terms, you need to speak in a way that inspires confidence and trust. You need to project clarity, wisdom, and depth. And that's what Executive Presence is all about. You can tell people you will help them ... or you can communicate with such warmth and concern that your audience "experiences" your support. This is gravitas. You can dress up in a suit to show people you are a "leader" ... or you can exude confidence with your posture and movement that communicates your leadership ability regardless of what clothing you wear. This is appearance. You can talk a good game, monitoring your speed as you speak slowly and deliver your "script" or you can communicate with such clarity, expression, passion, and connection with your audience that everyone knows what you mean without having to think about it. This is communication. Source URL : https://englishbythehour.com/executive-presence-in-politically-charged-times/

This book is not about us. It's about him. About the way he walks into a room without realising he changes the air around him. About the warmth he carries, the honesty in his eyes, the softness he hides, and the strength he doesn't talk about. These pages are filled with everything I ever noticed about him- the little things he never sees in himself, the big things he doesn't give himself credit for, and the quiet magic that makes him who he is. This book is my way of saying: "You are special. You are rare. And I've admired you in ways you'll probably never fully understand." Every poem, every paragraph, every line written here is a reflection of him- the boy who didn't try to be anything yet became everything.

This is my first time writing a story.( so I hope u guys don't mind about my mistakes mainly grammatical mistakes and framing). Rather than calling it's a story I think I should say that I am sharing my own thoughts and some experienced movements and some of my doubts in my life. This will be a little one,may be as this is my first time and has zero experience in stuff like socializing and all .... Iam swahika officialy know as sahithi.when I say officially don't think that Iam some famous personality 😂. Here officially means my certificates.Again certificates means it's not like I won some certificates by doing some activities. Here certificates means my ssc (10th grade) memo or inter memo . OK enough about my silly self let me start.... sometimes in our life can we expect for something which we really want and without doing a single effort. I wonder why can't we, it's just sometimes right it's not like every time. why can't God help us when his loved ones (we humans his creatures) or the one who loves him prays him so much (again it's us humans his creatures who prays him) why can't he help them, like some times. Or may be he is helping us and we are one who failed in recognising his help. I basically don't know it.or it is our situation which did not co-operate in recognising his help to us.

... one childhood's/ mirth's innocence - rain mist

Cuddle up in your bed with a cup of hot chocolate because this collection of poems is sure to make your emotions swell - whether it be happiness or sorrow, utter randomness or something quite to-the-point. So join me in this unplanned journey where I show you that even the most common of things have more to them, something much more deep.

His presence