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We all have the version of a story that we tell the world. It’s polished, edited, and shaped into something that makes sense and that is...

Our bodies remember what our minds sometimes forget. They hold tension, joy, memory, and grief. A clenched jaw, a racing heart, a knot in...

There are words we carry like stones in our pockets. Apologies never spoken. Anger swallowed. Gratitude left unsaid. We tell ourselves...

We’re taught from a young age to ask for permission. Raise your hand. Wait your turn. Be polite. Don’t be too loud, too messy, too much....

We are told stories throughout our lives, and some we carry in our bones. We don’t always realize it, but long before we write our own...

There are few emotions more misunderstood than anger. Many of us—especially women, femmes, and people raised to be caretakers—were taught...

We live in a culture that praises the grind. We’re taught to measure our worth in tasks crossed off, hours worked, things produced....

When we talk about rewriting personal narratives, we often focus on the past—unpacking the wounds, tracing the patterns, understanding...

Recently, we did something radical. We took ourselves less seriously. We had a photo shoot scheduled—something that, in the past, might...

Somehow, it’s June. Maybe you’re wondering where the last five months went. Maybe the goals you set in January feel like they belonged to...

What if the narratives you've been living by are no longer serving you? Shobukai Shift Podcast In our very first podcast interview, we...

We hear a lot about authenticity these days—as if it’s something you can buy, brand, or pin down in a personality test. But the truth is,...

Have you ever told yourself the same story so many times, it started to feel like the only truth? Maybe it goes like this: “I always mess...

Dear Rewrite Community,   Today, we’re sending love to all the mothers, mother figures, and those navigating the complicated terrain of...

There’s a moment every writer faces—sometimes in quiet isolation, sometimes in loud self-doubt—when they ask themselves: Who am I to...

Gratitude isn’t naïve. Gratitude is courageous. And sometimes, it’s the very thing that saves us. Gratitude became the doorway I had once thought was closed to me. And once I walked through it, everything began to change.

Today, I lost my credit card and ID while out on a hike. Somewhere between trail markers and tall grass, they slipped away unnoticed. I...

There are seasons in life when we feel called to begin again. Not with a dramatic announcement. Not with a bullet-point plan or a...

A quiet, sacred truth that many of us forget in the rush of everyday life is that you are the author of your own story. Photo by Nong for...

As the week winds down, writing can become more than a task or an outlet—it can be a quiet reckoning. A moment to reflect, sift, and make...