Ashes of The Remembered Self - Rhoden, Javier
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Ashes of the Remembered Self is a raw and haunting exploration of what it means to lose-and to be reborn. Written in the form of intimate letters to the self, this book carries the reader through fire, silence, and transformation. Old identities are shed, illusions burn away, and from the ashes rises a voice both wounded and luminous. Each reflection is interwoven with dreamlike narrative passages, pulling the reader into a space where memory, loss, and renewal converge. With prose that is both tender and unflinching, the book becomes more than a story-it is a mirror. As the author dissolves…mehr

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Ashes of the Remembered Self is a raw and haunting exploration of what it means to lose-and to be reborn. Written in the form of intimate letters to the self, this book carries the reader through fire, silence, and transformation. Old identities are shed, illusions burn away, and from the ashes rises a voice both wounded and luminous. Each reflection is interwoven with dreamlike narrative passages, pulling the reader into a space where memory, loss, and renewal converge. With prose that is both tender and unflinching, the book becomes more than a story-it is a mirror. As the author dissolves their remembered selves, the reader is invited to release their own, stepping into the possibility of renewal. For those who have endured grief, change, or the quiet unraveling of identity, Ashes of the Remembered Self offers a companion in the fire. It is not simply a book to be read-it is an experience to be lived.
Autorenporträt
This was the introduction to my spirituality and learning how to do things for myself. The extension of help I gift to others could only come from the capacity in how I've helped myself. It was then, I understood that as a human, experiences were needed for growth and this growth can only sprout from branching out of my comfort zone. At the end of it all, I wanted to build something more meaningful by planting seeds from the darkness of life, to watch it grow and spread among different people, thus generating light. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I will die one day and in no way, would I want there to be any regret for making the same decisions the masses believed to be the right ones, meanwhile neglecting my gift as the last choice. After all, the goal in this life, my life, is to express this consciousness healthily.