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The Sway
May 17, 1995. I was 13 years old. The room was hot, dark, and smelled like sweat and freedom. Some moments don't live in your memory. They live in your soul.

Jules McVey
May 312 min read


Unconditional Love
When two flat tires, a meditation I didn’t think I could do, and a grocery‑store “I Will Survive” serenade all collided, I stumbled into a living lesson on unconditional love. From the Light School and soulships to laughing with a stranger at self‑checkout, this is a story about what happens when we stop performing and let our real selves slip out.

Jules McVey
Apr 202 min read


Don’t Forget the Parts of Yourself You Promised You’d Come Back For
A man walked into our studio and reminded me how many versions of ourselves we leave behind as we grow up. This is a story about creativity, connection, and returning to the parts of ourselves we promised we’d come back for.

Jules McVey
Mar 102 min read


My Secret Superpower: How Childlike Wonder Changed Everything
A sex therapist, my daughter, and a trampoline on an olive farm in Grand Junction all said the same thing. Here's what childlike wonder actually looks like when it's not a practice. It's just who you are.

Jules McVey
Aug 27, 20253 min read


Why Your Best Leaders Need Paint on Their Hands
I've spent twenty years watching what pressure does to people. In hospitals, in the VA, and now in a paint studio in Seattle. What I keep seeing in corporate teams is the same jaw, the same shoulders, the same armor. Here's where it came from and what actually breaks the cycle.

Jules McVey
Jul 28, 20257 min read


The Train of Lost Souls: A Journey to Self-Reclamation
A train station emerged in the bustle of the city, visible only to the chosen. This was no ordinary stop - it was the Station of Lost Souls. The Arrival Silent and veiled, the train rolled in, shielding the secrets within. On the platform, souls stumbled aboard, bearing burdens etched on their faces - sacks of regret, crates of broken dreams, chests of old wounds. Each held a ticket, destination unknown. Among them walked Evelyn, her spirit weathered by life's storms. Though

Jules McVey
Feb 12, 20244 min read


The Art of Perspective
"The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend." - Henri Bergson Everything we see is ultimately just pixels interpreted by our brains. Two people can look at the exact same thing yet see something completely different based on their perspectives. This truth carries over into art as well. Learning to draw perspective allows artists to portray three-dimensional spaces realistically on a flat canvas. But there are always multiple ways of representing the same scene.

Jules McVey
Jan 23, 20242 min read
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