Why My Beliefs (or Lack of Beliefs) Scare Me Sometimes
I grew up in a house where God was the heartbeat of everything. Not some far-off idea, but a living thing—in the way Mama’s voice…
Category: Community Jounal
Standing at the Ocean’s Edge
I don’t know exactly when I started to become a stranger to myself. It’s like my life had been siphoned off into these disconnected fragments—snippets…
Learning to Slow Down in Winter as a California Kid
I grew up in California, where winter means you might throw on a sweater in the morning, only to regret it by noon when the…
The Weight of Absence
It’s strange, the weight of absence. How it lingers, unseen but all-encompassing, filling every space that once belonged to the people you loved most. For…
The Adventures of Two Homes
In a cozy neighborhood nestled between two tall hills, there lived two best friends named Sophie and Max. They were inseparable, sharing everything fr…
The Ocean’s Silent Humiliation: A Call for Respect, Not Domination
The Ocean's Silent Humiliation: A Call for Respect, Not Domination by The Authentic Rebel(Enjoy this video version or read the full text below)We gaze…
Finding My Worth: Rising Above My Father’s Belittling Shadows
As a 30-year-old man, I find myself standing at a crossroads, one where the paths of past hurt and future healing intersect. The echoes of my father's…
Disconcerted: Authentic Rebel Community Journal Entry
Date: August 15, 2023Location: HomeMood: DisconcertedToday has been one of those days that tests the boundaries of my resilience and leaves me with a …