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Art of an introspective nature; a look at artwork that reveals the artist's psyche and comments on the inner workings of a chaotic mind.
The Best in Us
Few experiences in life genuinely move me. I use the term “move” in the deep emotional or spiritual sense where one is overcome by emotion. Most of life is day to day with ups and downs, highs and lows, but few of those highs or lows hit with a wave of emotion. The circus does this to me consistently.
By Hayden Searcy5 months ago in Psyche
Returning to My Multitudes
When I was a child, I lived in a universe inside my own head. It wasn’t daydreaming, not really. It was inhabiting. I could slip into stories, into fantasies, into whole constructed lives with ease. One day I was a magical princess, the next a singer, the next the President of the United States. I didn’t just imagine them - I was living them. Entire days would pass with me moving through these roles, narrating scenes, improvising dialogue, and watching the internal movie unfold.
By Danielle Katsouros5 months ago in Psyche
The Last Broadcast
The Last Broadcast When the world ends, who keeps the music playing? The world ended quietly. Not with bombs or firestorms, not with cities collapsing into dust. It ended in stillness. A sickness swept through, a silence followed, and one by one, the voices that had filled the planet vanished.
By waseem khan5 months ago in Psyche
The Stranger Who Writes My Dreams
The Stranger Who Writes My Dreams When your own journal stops belonging to you, how do you know what’s real anymore? I have kept journals since I was twelve. They were my safe place, my record of small victories and humiliations, my own quiet history. No one ever touched them. No one was supposed to.
By waseem khan5 months ago in Psyche
Secrets of Candle Pattern
The History and Significance of Candlestick Patterns . Understanding Candlestick Patterns Origins Candlestick patterns originated in Japan in the 18th century, where they were used by rice traders to analyze market prices and make informed trading decisions.
By Tariq Pathan 5 months ago in Psyche
An Old Soul. Top Story - August 2025.
I've been told I'm an old soul. "In fact, this line, do you see this line right here? In the place where this little fat pad curves in and cuts off a little?" the psychic had a strange not-southern-drawl to her speech. She chewed gum through a bright white smile.
By Amos Glade5 months ago in Psyche
All the Notes Were Blue
I never had to learn any other language except for music.'". It came: the sound of my mum’s slogging footsteps through the kitchen door, the noise of dad’s growling whistle after work, how the radio cracked open on Sunday morning. Almost everyone has their preferred music color, which includes bright reds and hopeful yellow hued notes to warm golden gems. The notes were all blue throughout my existence.
By Osman Ahmed5 months ago in Psyche
“Christian Integration in Counselor Education” by John Allen King and Kristy Ford -Chapter 16 Summary, Interaction, & Application
Summary The first author of chapter sixteen of “Christian Integration in Counselor Education,” by John Allen King and Kristy Ford is Dr. Charlotte Crosland. She works in South Carolina as an LPC, Addiction Counselor, Supervisor, and an Art Therapist. In the introductory video of the chapter, she discussed her calling into the counseling field and her specialty if addiction counseling and her passion to provide quality supervision for counselors in training. The second author of this chapter is Dr. Brad Imhoff who is a LPC in Ohio and who is currently working as the director of the Addiction Counseling Program at Liberty University and he works with clients who struggle with opioid addiction.
By Rowan Finley 5 months ago in Psyche
The Things Life Never Warned Me About
By Nadeem Shah Life has a strange way of teaching lessons we never signed up for. When I was younger, I imagined growing up would be a linear path—school, career, love, stability, and then happiness neatly tucked at the end. I had it all mapped out, confident that if I followed the rules, life would reward me.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Psyche
Why Vulnerability is My Greatest Strength
By Nadeem Shah For most of my life, I wore armor. Not the kind made of steel and iron, but the invisible kind—woven from silence, guarded smiles, and perfectly rehearsed “I’m fine” responses. I convinced myself that strength meant never letting anyone see the cracks. If people didn’t see my pain, they couldn’t use it against me. If they didn’t know my fears, they couldn’t hurt me.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Psyche
