I WAS CHOSEN BY GOD: EARTH ANGEL, MASTER HEALER”BY ROY DAWSON

I did not ask to be chosen. I did not seek out the burden of sacredness or the weight of unseen war. But in the silence between battles and the spaces between breath, something called my name—and it was not a whisper. It was thunder.It came at night, as these things always do. When the world is quiet and the lies no longer hold. I was not sleepin

There’s a deep, unspoken truth in the quiet moments when you find yourself standing alone, feeling low, perhaps forgotten. You see, when the world seems indifferent and those around you seem caught in their own lives, it’s easy to feel like you’ve been left behind, a shadow on the edge of the world. But in those moments, when no one else seem