The Phoenix Soul. We are truth-speakers, heart-on-our-sleevers, love-believers. You are. I am. We are The Phoenix Soul (indie digital magazine & community).
“I am scared to talk about the dangers Native women face. I remember a white college classmate from an affluent part of town saying he didn’t understand. He wasn’t being mean, he just did not have any frame of reference. I grew up hearing a mom say she didn’t want me to end up in a ditch. Now, 18 years later, because of press and advocates we have information to validate what Native women face. That gives me strength and hope.”
1. Amanda Fall, Emily Washines, Sarah Mariann Martland, Elizabeth D’Angelo. 2. Maureen Helms Blake, De Jackson, suzanne l. vinson, Nolwenn Petitbois. 3. Melissa Fernandez, Kyeli Smith, VersAnnette Blackman-Bosia.
“I was conditioned to never provoke, never challenge, never disagree. To me, at the time it seemed rude and disruptive to do this to people. I developed a secret life with all the things left unsaid, all dreams unshared, all emotions neatly packed away because I was afraid to speak and share my thoughts and words. I was afraid of sharing my voraciously tattered, but faithful, truth.”
“Let the movement
of your tongue be a rhythm
a sacred soul chant
a ritual
a new prayer
a revelation.”
Sweet soul, you are welcome here, in your weary-heart tenderness, in your raging never-agains, in your long-buried secrets coming to light, in your held-breath hurts and your won’t-give-up healing. You are welcome at this virtual bonfire, a sanctuary of color and truth and compassion where you are seen. Heard. Believed. Trusted. Loved. Honored. Supported.
Are you ready to rise? To lift your sacred voice? To whispersingshout your gut-deep truth? To call back to your hurt self, your healing self—to croon compassion to every holy atom of you, every shimmer of your being? Oh, love—and if you struggle to see your worth, if your words are trapped in your throat, if you need help hearing your sacred voice . . . let us sing your song back to you. Let us be your lantern in the dark. Let us walk through the shadows together. Let us whisper love and compassion to one another. We are here for you.
Step into the circle, where we celebrate both our individuality and our oneness as a soul-family. Let’s raise our sacred voices . . . together.
“When we are sensitive, when we have chronic health issues, when we are non-mainstream in whatever ways we are, it is so easy to muffle ourselves. It’s the path of least resistance–and all too often, the only way we feel safe in this world in which we don’t quite belong.”
“Do you realize the sun comes to greet you each day to light you up and warm your heart? Do you know the kind of strength it takes to greet her right back?
Do you know I see you walking into each new day and laying down your heart, despite how broken it feels?”
“I am so ready to sing out the who and why of me. [...] In the whirl of Deep Feels, communication beneath and beyond words yearns to emerge as soulspeak. Who am I right now? How do I know myself? How do I recognize the voice that is me and me alone?”