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The Still Point
A podcast for the quietly curious, the emotionally in-between, and those searching for calm in a chaotic world.
Hosted by Saij, a masked poet and guide, The Still Point offers brief weekday episodes—each just a few minutes long—blending original poetry with reflections rooted in Stoic philosophy, Sufi mysticism, and modern psychology.
These are not conversations or interviews. They’re pauses. Invitations.
To slow down. To think more deeply. To feel more honestly.
All under ten minutes.
Whether you’re walking, healing, journaling, or simply breathing through the day, this space was made for you.
✨ New episodes every weekday
✨ Original poetry, mindful storytelling, and soft wisdom
✨ Themes of stillness, self-reflection, growth, and creative clarity
✨ Perfect for deep thinkers, quiet creatives, and soul-centered seekers
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The Still Point
The Dream Point - A poetic meditation on lost dreams, poverty, and waking up to adulthood
We begin with the child who dreamed—before bills, before time, before poverty shook us awake. This episode reflects on how we carry longing through adult life, and what it means to still hold hope even when our eyes are tired. Featuring the original poem Dear Child who dreamed.
Hello deep thinkers, you're in the right place.
These are child and all of us, still dreaming, still reaching, even as life falls around us. Like the corners of a bed, too tight to move in. We don't always notice when it happens, when we trade our softness for structure.
Our wide eyes, bills and deadlines, we grow up, but the child remains, somewhere in the quiet, still dreaming of flight.
I once heard the children from hard places dream louder than the rest because their hope is their rebellion and
imagination is their only wealth.
But what happens when dreaming feels too expensive? Some of us learn to hide our longing. We silence it with achievements, with very id beneath responsibility or we forget it altogether.
Until something, maybe a quiet moment, maybe a line of poetry, reminds us that the dream never left. We just stopped
listening, Sufi mystic speak of divine remembrance. The idea of the solo already knows what it's longs for. It's not about learning something new, it's about returning to what was always true.
And the stokes for their
part, though grounded in reason, also understood the power of stillness, of retreating inward to meet the self, beneath the noise.
This episode isn't here to solve anything, just offer a pause and to remind you that the
inner child who dreamed is still inside, not waiting for success or success, but waiting
for your attention.
This is where I stop speaking and the poem
begins, their child who
dreamed, I dreamed I can fly, but my
eyesight woke me up. I dreamed so hard to
learn, and my eyesight slept, but my poverty woke me up.
I dreamed clearer for success, and my eyesight slept, my poverty closed its eyes too.
The bills and the
debt woke me up, like a child I dreamed, hardest to win, but my eyesight slept, my poverty closed its eyes. The bills and the debt grew
tired, but time and adulthood woke me
up, like a child I still sleep.
I still sleep to dream, until I wake up, that child who dreamed.
You're not too late to dream again.
This has been the still point. Until next time, stay tuned, stay soft, stay grounded, and keep
listening, for the quiet
inside you.
This is Saij.
