Tag: New York City
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The Generation That Forgot Its Blessings

There’s a strange mindset rising among today’s under-25 generation. I see it everywhere—online, in conversations, in the cultural undertone of this era. Many believe that the Baby Boomers “had it easy,” that their childhoods were somehow freer, simpler, and better than the lives young people experience today. They envy that freedom, imagining sunlit streets, barefoot…
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đź”” I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day: When Feelings Deceive and History Speaks

“I thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along th’unbroken song Of peace on earth, good will to men.” — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Longfellow thought — and with that word alone, you can feel the weight of his grief bending the pen in his hand. Thoughts born out…
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🌾 The Grace of Ordinary Days: Finding Gratitude in the Weight and Wonder of Life’s Storms

This past year has taught me more about thankfulness than perhaps any other season of my life. Not the easy kind of gratitude — the one that flows naturally when everything’s going right — but the kind that aches in your chest and trembles through your prayers. The kind that whispers, “Thank You, God,” even…
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🔔 I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day — The Sound of a Nation Divided

“I heard the bells on Christmas day, Their old familiar carols play, And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men.” -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow There’s something haunting about those words — written in a time when the world had grown weary of bloodshed. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow penned them amid…
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🔔 I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day — A Thanksgiving Reflection

As the holidays draw near, I feel a stirring deep within my soul — not merely for the glow of Christmas lights or the aroma of pumpkin pie wafting from the oven, but for something far more profound. Gratitude. Reflection. Hope. And perhaps, a quiet call for peace in a world once again at odds…
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The Frozen Abyss: When Treachery Meets Truth

As we near the end of Dante’s Inferno, we arrive at the most chilling and terrifying place of all—the Ninth Circle of Hell, reserved for the treacherous. It is here, in the frozen lake of Cocytus, that Dante comes face to face with the very image of despair: Satan, bound and frozen in ice, flapping…
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Life or Death: The Choice That Defines You

Let’s be honest — the world’s loud right now. It screams at you from every direction: “Do what makes you happy.” “Live your truth.” “There is no right or wrong.” But what if I told you that “your truth” could be the very thing leading you to destruction? Sin doesn’t show up in chains —…
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The Great Waterfall of Blood and Fire

As we continue our journey through the realms of Hell, I want to briefly revisit the seventh circle before we plunge into what lies beyond—the horrifying depths of the eighth, the circle of fraud and deception. Both Dante Alighieri and my husband, Dexter, bore witness to this descent in their separate yet eerily parallel experiences.…
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When I Stopped Celebrating Halloween — and Found Freedom

As a child, I thought Halloween was harmless fun — a night to dress up, eat candy, and laugh with friends. I never suspected that behind all the laughter lurked something dark, something that would leave an imprint on my soul for years to come. Every single time I participated, it was the same story:…
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The Fall of Leaders and the Faithless

As we journey deeper into these testimonies of Hell, the truth becomes unmistakable — Hell is not reserved solely for those the world calls “wicked.” It is not merely the dwelling place of murderers, tyrants, and atheists. Hell has many chambers, many circles, and countless souls within its grasp. Some of the most tragic among…
