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Maybe Women Were Meant to Lead All Along (And We Just Forgot) A science-meets-soul take on leadership, evolution, and why the future might be feminine after all. Written by Shelly Moore • There’s unfortunately still this almost stigmatized idea out there (let’s be real – mostly in the older generations) that women “just aren’t built
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“Revolution, Anyone? (To End Suffering)” Written by Shelly Moore ©️ 2025 This morning, I sat beside a dying baby bunny in my garden. I didn’t plan on it. I had work to do. I was building a recording studio in my little backyard playhouse. But then I saw something move in the flowerbed—something struggling. Something
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🎙️ “For the Misfits, the Deep Ones, the Outspoken Hearts: This Is the Room.” Written by Shelly Moore ©️ 2025 No one really prepares you for how hard it is to make actual friends as an adult. (Especially if you’ve moved across the country… more than once.) I’m talking real friends. Not “we wave at
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⚖️ “The Emotional Weight of Being a Little Too Perceptive for This Planet.” (And why it’s not a flex — it’s a full-time job no one asked for.) There’s this thing I’ve carried my whole life that I used to think was “too much.” Too emotional. Too serious. Too deep. Too sarcastic. Too chatty. Too weird.
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Written by Shelly Moore ©️ 2025 🕊️ I. Why I’m Writing This. My dad died in April. We celebrated his life two days ago. This is fresh. Fresh fresh. This isn’t a Hallmark sermon or an attempt to convert you to my worldview. Far from. It’s my honest effort to explain — to myself, mostly,
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Written by Shelly Moore ©️ 2025 ⏰ Once upon a time, I thought the word “conspiracy” was reserved for secret government basements, cartoon villains stroking hairless cats, and that weird uncle who hoarded canned soup for Y2K. Then I grew up, read a few declassified documents, and realized: maybe Uncle Soup Hoarder wasn’t entirely wrong
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Written by Shelly Moore ©️ 2025 Have you ever sat in your living room and wondered how many unseen things are brushing past your skin, drifting through your lungs, or pinging your phone while you sip your tea? ☕️ You might not — but you should. Because your cozy house? It’s not just drywall, carpet,
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🌍 To Everyone Who Found Me Across The Miles, Sometimes, I forget. I forget that my greenhouse blooms in more than just one zip code. That my words sneak through screens and cups of coffee and lunch breaks and lonely nights — and root themselves in the hearts of strangers who, somehow, don’t feel so
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