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issue 47:
CATHARSIS
Phoenix soul, you were born to be free.
What hides within you, begging to be released? What have you contained, detained, maintained for too long?
Dare to show the world your whole self: The true you. your lament and your joy. Your dark and your light (& every glimmer of grace between).
It's time to break free.
““... we’ve been taught to do anything but address our own hurts on the soul level. In sharing our stories, we heal and we encourage others to heal, too.””
in every issue:
60 full-color digital pages (PDF)
vibrant art, intimate interviews, revealing essays, gaspworthy poetry, soul-stirring prompts
handpainted pages, handwritten love notes
interactive features honoring our #thephoenixsoul gathering
Amanda Fall: editor, publisher, creator, gatherer of good
May you feel seen. Heard. Loved. Just as you are.
The Phoenix Soul: Catharsis
Yes, we mourn. Yes, we ache. Yes, we lament. But we do not stay in that dark forever, though our phoenix souls are often born here, in the wilderness of mystery and intentional un-learning. Then, oh then, we soar up and out into blazing light: triumphant, free, found. Uncaged. Unleashed. Released. Revived. More joyful than ever. This issue is a riot of color, a thundering pulse of passion and purpose and power.
“And there, at the intersection of ache and honesty, I found my power. I found my joy. I found my story, the one I was born to tell.”
guests in this issue:
Christa Gallopoulos, Truth Tribe interview
Anna "Meade" Tapp, A.k. Padovich, & Maureen Helms Blake: Grit & Grace participants & guest contributors
regular contributors: Maureen Helms Blake, De Jackson, Julia Fehrenbacher, suzanne l. vinson, Beth Morey, Teresa Robinson, Carissa Paige
additional contributors: Kristal Norton, Laurie Blackwell, Prerna Bakshi
“I noticed this yearning, this ache to break free, to somehow renounce all the perfect little boxes I placed around my life, my art. [...] I had to break free from the cage I held myself hostage in.”
Phoenix, you were born to be free.
Release yourself.
(You are safe with us.)
“Across a border fence, more flags flutter. In celebration. In consecration. As my hands work, tears wet my cheeks, signaling the power, the depth, of this ceremony.”
“Sometimes the questions shake us. Sometimes we are to admit truths about ourselves. Old wounds still hurt. We feel broken. We feel uncertain even when rooted. Fear haunts us. Lessons learned need to be learned again and again. We feel lost and alone. We feel the weight and asking the questions lessens our load. And so we ask, petition, cry for help. Help us. Help us to know we are not alone.”