Shadowwork Stories

Stay in and suffer. Go out and suffer differently. That's the life choice of Kai Glaston. He's the loneliest person in London, half in love with life, half in love with destruction. The night of GOD, a boy named Silas, a stranger's empty bed, and a blood-red moon convince him there's no past version of himself left to save. A pianist has been feeling Kai across hundreds of miles, through walls, through sleep, through his own hands on the keys. What do you do when you finally recognize someone you've never seen?

depth > surface

You are not becoming someone new. You are returning to the person you were before fear convinced you that you weren't enough. Have you ever felt like you've been living for everyone except yourself? Maybe you've spent years putting others first. Maybe you've lost pieces of yourself trying to be everything for everyone. Or maybe you're simply ready to stop surviving and finally start living. If you nodded yes... Welcome. Becoming: The Journey Back to Yourself isn't just another self-help book. It's a conversation. A safe place to breathe. A reminder that healing isn't about becoming perfect-it's about remembering who you were always meant to be. Inside these pages you'll discover: 🌿 How to choose yourself without guilt. 💛 How to let go of what's no longer serving you. ✨ How to build confidence one small step at a time. 📖 Honest conversations about healing, self-love, boundaries, purpose, and growth. Each chapter includes: * 🌱 Reflection questions * ✍🏽 Journal prompts * ✨ Affirmations * 💛 A personal letter from Ahmad * 🎵 A playlist to match the chapter * 🌿 A reminder to carry with you This isn't a race. Take your time. Read one chapter when life feels heavy. Come back whenever you need a reminder that you're worthy. Because healing isn't a destination. It's a journey. And I'm honored to walk it with you. Welcome home.

My first published book in a while! This is a book where I go through different things in the magick community, things you can do to build your own BOS/grimoire, different practices and seances, etc etc. I take requests (like please I will do it i will research for you) and will answer comments when I can! I also go through my experience as I do the things mentioned in the book lol, Im having some WILD experiences while writing this book.

poems written as my form of therapy and expressing who I am, and I hope it will help you too!

I am a disciple of time, I follow behind it. I have no choice. It's one of the most important parts of being human, however I know time itself doesn't exist. It's a maddening illusion our humanity offers to us. Our consciousness can only fathom so much. Perception is everything in this world. Temple, our body is a temple but to most it is a prison. Our bodies were not the first creation. My soul more often than not feels trapped inside these hardened shells of humanity. Some of us know we are different.

Description: I don't whisper when I'm wounded. I don't shrink so you can feel big. And I don't do polite healing-it's loud, messy, hilarious, sacred, and very much still in progress. Welcome to Receptive Sovereignty™-a wild, gut-punching, f-bomb-laced memoir wrapped in ancestral echoes, illustrated rage, sacred profanity, and a refusal to make trauma palatable. This isn't self-help. This is self-resurrection. I died in 2009. I came back... louder. Inside, you'll meet: - ✹ Givewound™: the ache of giving too much to the wrong ones - ✹ Shrinkwrap™: the spiritual plastic we wrap around our gifts - ✹ Traumedy™: crying, laughing, and sweating in a library with no AC - ✹ Big Dick Contest™: spiritual ego meets generational exhaustion - ✹ Truthover™: the hangover after you finally tell your truth This book is for the ones who've had enough of spiritual bypassing, fake feminine energy, and healing that's more about branding than becoming. If you've ever screamed in a car, cussed in a prayer, or sobbed while writing your truth down just to breathe again-this is your story too. 🎁 Read the full book FREE today on Amazon 👉 https://a.co/d/3h6HW1H

Sometimes losing everything is the only way to find yourself. A collection of spoken word and poetry inspired by my journey through desolation, healing, and enlightenment.

This is a compilation of things I've learned, from shifting realities, to life lessons, to living your dream life! It's all in here! But, Hi! You might know me from my Tik Tok or YouTube, but I'm Lauren. I give advice on life, from my life. The lessons I've learned, realizations, art, everything. I will be editing this and adding parts that represent my lessons that I've learned or realizations I've had. (Things that have really helped me on a spiritual, mental, emotional and physical level.) I talk about A LOT of things, but here are some of my favourites :) Shifting realities, manifestation, living dream life, forgiveness, letting go, spirituality. I hope you enjoy! Thank you so much for reading <3

He was the type to shrug at ruin. Cold, cocky, careless-his mask was confidence, but beneath it lay only dust and absence. Promises meant nothing. Apologies never came. He moved through others' lives like a storm without aftermath, leaving behind silence, not sorrow. At least, that's what he told himself. But now, something clings to him. A shadow etched in red. A raven, slick and bleeding with memory, has nested on his head-its claws sunk into the rot of everything he pretended not to feel. No one else sees it, but it watches him constantly, whispering truths he spent years ignoring. He doesn't remember the names of those he hurt. But the raven does. And as the walls of his reality melt into guilt-soaked hallucinations, the figure who once stood above it all is forced to reckon with a version of himself even he forgot existed. He is nameless. He is forgotten. But the raven remembers.

Not Afraid of Dark Matter is a collection of poetry and prose chronicling the shadow work involved in growth and healing.

This story is of two autistic sisters, Devan and Deja, surviving an abusive living situation with their older sister. They make their first friends and learn have to navigate those new relationships. They learn how to fill new roles as their reality shifts rapidly. This story is loosely based on my real life events. The main characters are my shadow selves. This is my healing journey.

A processing of the human experience and its darkness through the bleeding of my heart via the art of words. The Great Saviour.

Eclectic Witch My Grimoire/ book of spells Take what you want, leave what you don't I may use bad language

I write only to make my heart a little less pain and my shoulders a little lighter. I am in pain. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- • Self-healing journal • A collection of original writings, short stories and poems ---------------------------------------------------------------------- ## the painting on the book cover is not originally mine. The art was painted by a famous artist Philip Geiger ##

Through an insightful lens, this article examines Carl Jung's concept of the shadow and its implications for human interactions. It provides a deep dive into the risks of observing others' unconscious without consent and emphasizes the importance of emotional boundaries and ethical self-awareness

[𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕] 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕞𝕪 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕥, 𝕀'𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕣. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕗𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖𝕤, 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕟-𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖!

A story about a girl

Some women disappear loudly. Others vanish into better lives. Serenity Lowes had everything-visibility, influence, desire. Sixteen million eyes watching her existence unfold in real time. A man who claimed to love her. A life that looked enviable from the outside and unlivable from within. After a violent unraveling-one she does not fully remember-Serenity disappears. She wakes in another world. Now called Aminha, she is a princess bound by ritual, protection, and quiet agreements. Married to a man who keeps her safe but distant. Watched by a brother-in-law who sees too much and says nothing. Living inside a structure designed to preserve order, not truth. As fragments of her former life bleed through-journals, dreams, flashes of blue beneath her skin-Aminha begins to suspect that her current reality is not a blessing, but a containment. And that love, when misused, can become a cage. You're Mine is a psychological noir fantasy about identity fracture, controlled intimacy, spiritual inheritance, and what happens when a woman remembers herself in a world that requires her not to.

**She remembers him in 1790. He remembers her in 1912. They meet in 2024-and the timeline can't hold them both.** Dr. Chen calls it "dissociative fugue." Victoria calls it Tuesday. She's a field therapist treating trauma through color-indigo for vision, magenta for the heart's bridge, gold for divine protection. But when a stranger named Asher walks into her coffee shop emitting frequencies from centuries he shouldn't remember, her carefully grounded reality shatters into superposition. Now they're caught in a waveform across three centuries: the general store in 1790, the train platform in 1912, and the eclipse that's coming to collapse them all. The shadow between them isn't empty-it's full of everything they refused to become. **UMBRA** is a serialized novel-in-verse: part quantum physics thriller, part spiritual romance, part field guide to loving someone across the collapse of time itself. 🔮 New parts Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays ⚠️ *Read in order. The eclipse makes sense backwards, but the heartbreak doesn't.* 💬 Comment your "frequency" (What color are you feeling today?) for a shout-out in the next part's dedication. #1 in Poetry [Target] #1 in Spiritual [Target] #1 in Metaphysical Romance [We'll make this category exist] **Content Warning:** This story discusses trauma processing, grief, and the scientific probability that we're all just light learning to observe itself. Read with an open sternum. *For the ones who feel in wavelengths.*