The Healing Series.

Author’s statement.

I do not write to tell a story, but to weave connection.
I write to restore life to its rightful place, and to understand how it continues—even after the fire.
Not to recount a personal history, but to listen to what it teaches:
the persistence of breath, the memory held by the body, the resonance between souls.
I seek to share what, through our stories, speaks of the human in all of us:
fragility, loyalty, transmission.

My writing explores the space where pain turns itself toward light—where poetry, science, and spirit speak the same secret language.

If these words bring comfort, may they soothe. If they unsettle, may they awaken. And may they, in their quiet way, create a little more peace among us.

— Sophie Roumeas / Travel Me Like Poetry

  • The Field of Beings I

    Part I, From Inherited Weight to Awareness

    Crossing family inheritance toward awareness, where tenderness learns its boundaries.

    The violence around you no longer has the right to paint itself upon your skin.

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  • The Field of Beings II

    Part II, From the Sacrificial Healer to the Serene Presence

    Where chaos is no longer the compass, and loving without dissolving becomes a form of peace.

    Refusing sacrifice
    is not abandoning your calling—
    it is making it true.

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  • The Field of Beings III

    Part III, From Doubt to Awakening

    Where doubt becomes passage, and each breath, a choice to become.

    Each act of forgiveness
    opens a parallel door.
    Each understanding
    gives birth to a new reality.
    You become a generator
    of gentler possibilities.

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  • The Field of Beings IV

    Part IV, From the Field to the Light

    Where matter remembers itself as vibration,
    and every being, in its own frequency,
    seeks to come into harmony with the light.

    Imagine a canvas stretched through the void:
    each point vibrates,
    becomes being, light, memory—
    if the universe allows.
    Each being, a vibration of origin—
    simple, peaceful, whole.

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  • Archetypes

    Love and Consciousness, Act 2

    When I meet the Other,
    I am not in front of
    a Rebel, a Priestess,
    a Judge or a Lover,
    I am in front of you.

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  • The portal

    Soul-Passer

    This poem honors soul-passers, and all those who guide from the shadows, without title, with presence and love as their only tools.

    May these words support you,
    if you are ever that gentle hand
    on the other shore.

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