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STEPHEN COPELAND
AUTHOR & STORYTELLER


Garden Soul
Sweet soul, you’re lost again, your heart tangled in your ego’s vines, your mind cluttered with the weeds of uncertainty, the thorns of...


Poem: The Billionaire and the Artist
The billionaire has everything he needs yet lives like he is lacking, scrambling through the night like a felon dodging daybreak ...


How Monasticism Can Shape Our Souls and Our World
My borderline obsession with monks began about four years ago with Trappist monk and renowned author Thomas Merton. I had seen Merton...


A Social Experiment In Heaven
One day, whatever that means in a realm beyond space and time, the Holy Trinity—the Father, the Spirit, and the Son—decided to run a...


The Man Who Conquered His Shadow (Part III)
I am the shadow, the shadow of the shepherd. Where did I come from? It’s funny. Not many people ask about my origin. They just assume...


The Mystery of the Night
I have always dreaded the inescapable reality of sleep. It reminds me of my finitude, my overall frailty, the reality that my body cannot...


The Man Who Conquered His Shadow (Part II)
"The shadow self is not of itself evil; it just allows you to do evil without calling it evil...Archaic religion and most of the history...
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