Author Honey Badger

Poetry is not just a creative outlet; it is a powerful tool for healing, particularly for veterans facing the invisible wounds of war....

Engaging Exploration of Healing Paths Trauma can leave deep emotional marks that can impact our day-to-day lives. While traditional...

Military service embodies values of dedication, courage, and sacrifice. However, hidden in the shadows of this revered institution is a...

Trauma written in Blue Print Link: https://on.soundcloud.com/xySwq6tXcaT5spG18 Imagine facing a routine medical procedure only to have it...

In the vast expanse of this world so grand, Where countless souls roam, each with a story to tell, There is one truth that stands, ever so grand, A truth that echoes, a message to quell: You matter, my friend, in ways beyond measure, Your presence, your essence, a treasure to behold. For in this life, so fleeting, so full of pleasure, Your worth is not defined by what you've been told. From the moment you drew your first breath, You've been a beacon, a light in t

In a world of darkness and despair,  Let us be a lighthouse, shining bright and fair.  Guiding lost souls through the stormy night,  Giving hope and helping them see the light.  With a beam that reaches far and wide, Our love and compassion will be their guide.  Showing them the way to safe shores,  Where they can find peace forevermore.

In the depths of our minds, lies a silent scream  The echoes of trauma, like a haunting dream  Memories etched in our very bones  A legacy of pain, we carry alone.  Body memories, a cruel reminder  Of battles fought, and souls so tender  Post traumatic stress, a relentless foe  Casting shadows where we dare not go

Leaving the Navy after years of service can be a significant transition for many veterans. Navigating life outside the structured and...

In this world of chaos and distress, My body is my sanctuary, my sacred place, A vessel of strength, a fortress to address. Through all trials and tests, it does impress, My body is my home, my saving grace, In this world of chaos and distress.

Victors of darkness, we stand tall, Offering our hearts, we heed the call, With courage and strength, we vow to fight, Together we'll spread love and light. Seeing the world through a lens of hope, Pledging to help others to cope, Reaching out with kindness and care, Extending our hands to those in despair. Always striving to do what's right, Determined to bring forth the light, In every action, big or small, We'll be there to answer the call.

Forever grateful for the bond we share Reflecting on what brought us here Each moment spent together, beyond compare

Magic is present in the realm of ancient myths, where magic reigns supreme. There lies a Goddess Warrior of Light, beyond compare.

Start with the breath, so simple yet profound, Inhale the peace, exhale the chaos around, Feel your chest rise and fall with each breath, Let go of worry, fear, and death. Next, clear the clutter from your mind, Release the thoughts that bind, Like clouds drifting in a clear blue sky, Let them float away and say goodbye.

 Through trials and tribulations,  We'll navigate the stormy seas,  With steadfast determination,  To mend the fractures with ease.  Friendship is the balm we need,  To heal the scars of hate and fear,  With love as our guiding creed,  We'll banish darkness, make it clear.  From North to South, East to West,  Let unity be our rallying cry,  In friendship we'll put to rest,  The divisions that make us shy.

In a world filled with chaos and noise, Where hatred and division seem to be the choice, There lies a glimmer of hope, a guiding light

In the land of sorrow, where darkness reigns,  A journey of healing begins, with pains,  The road is long, the path is steep,

In the depths of despair, where shadows loom tall  And memories haunt like a never-ending thrall

In the depths of the human soul, a journey begins, A quest for wholeness, a battle to mend the sins. Wounds that have festered, scars

Hea ling Post Traumatic Stress with Chiron Gong In the realm of healing, there lies a powerful tool,  A practice so ancient, yet...

In a land of ancient wisdom and lore, There lies a secret, hidden door, Where Merkaba spins its sacred light,