Author: nayeriey
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Why do i blog?
Because words have always been my way of breathing. Writing feels like unclenching a fist I didn’t know I was holding. It’s where I lay down the weight I carry, where I untangle the knots in my chest, and where I remind myself—and hopefully someone else—that even in the mess, there’s still meaning. I blog…
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How am I feeling right now?
Sad. Lonely. A little depressed. Some days carry a heaviness I can’t fully name, only feel. And that’s okay. Not every moment has to be painted with light. Sometimes acknowledging the shadows is part of the healing too. I remind myself that even in this space, I’m still breathing, still showing up, still finding words…
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Religion and the Quiet Ways It Shapes Our Lives
Religion is not just a matter of doctrine or ritual—it is a pulse that runs through human history, a current that carries stories, traditions, and the longing of the human heart. It is the rhythm of prayer beads slipping through fingers, the sound of hymns echoing through old stone chapels, the muezzin’s call rising with…
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The Last Thing That Got Me Excited
This past weekend, I stumbled across a story I had written years ago. It was a fantasy about someone I had a crush on back in college. As I read it, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of longing wash over me. The writing was good—better than I had even remembered. It carried so…
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The Quiet Power of Hobbies: How Writing (and Yours) Can Help You Communicate and Heal
There’s something quietly revolutionary about picking up a pen, a paintbrush, a crochet hook, or even a gardening spade. These simple actions might seem small, but they’re profound—they carry a language of their own. Hobbies speak through the heart, not the mouth. They tell your story without you having to shout it into the world.…
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what brings me peace
Daily Writing Prompt: What brings you peace? Peace, to me, is more than just the absence of chaos—it’s a feeling that fills every corner of my heart. It begins with knowing my loved ones are safe. That simple assurance becomes the anchor that steadies me, no matter what’s going on in the world. Sometimes, peace…
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🌿 The Strength of Fragile Faith: When Cracked Hearts Hold God’s Light
By: Nayerie Youssefianwww.phoenixjourney.com Clarity Cookie: My faith deepened not when life was predictable—but when it shattered. I used to think faith looked polished. Perfect. Like a Sunday best with hands lifted high and prayers spoken with confidence. But my real faith? It was born in brokenness. I coach today not because I know all the…
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What brings me peace?
Silence.Breath in my lungs.Worship in the background while I remember I’m not alone.Letting go of what I can’t control. Trusting God when there’s no explanation.Not pretending to be okay—just choosing to stay.Peace isn’t loud.It’s surrender.And on the hardest days, that’s enough.
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The Tender Work of Receiving
By Nayerie Youssefian I used to find comfort in giving. It made me feel useful. Capable. In control.I was the friend you could cry to at 2am, the one who remembered your favorite tea, who showed up with soup and softness and the right words when life got hard. Giving made me feel needed.Receiving made…
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Daily Writing Prompt: How Would You Describe Yourself to Someone?
Let’s see. If you ask my friends, they’d probably say I’m thoughtful. Caring. The kind of person who remembers your favorite song, your go-to comfort snack, and the small details you thought no one noticed. They say I’m a great listener. Not just with words, but with silences too — the pauses that say more…
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