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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 Crowded Point — A haiku on loneliness in public, and the ache of being unseen
Episode 9 of The Still Point explores the quiet, familiar feeling of being invisible in a world full of people. With reflections from Seneca and Rumi, we look at how loneliness can open the door to deeper self-recognition. A compact episode built around a single haiku.
Hello deep thinkers, you're in the right place.
You can be in a room full of people and still feel invisible because it's not about silence in the end.
It's about being seen, or at least not being seen, not really. You see there's a strange kind of loneliness and showing up every day and still feeling like, you did not really
land anywhere that you're present, but not really.
cynical, the stoic philosopher once set associate with people who are likely to improve you. Now, I know we're talking about loneliness and invisibility, so what does association have to do with it? Well, I can answer that with a question.
What happens when no one really sees you long enough to know you?
When you're waiting in line and scrolling past those faces that you see
in your comings and goings,
doing off of things, and you still feel like you're passing through.
Roomie said, don't get lost in your pain. One day, your pain
will become your cure.
And that's always true
when that pain gets further and further and further away.
Lost in time,
but you also have to remember that in the not being seen and the invisibility,
it's not a wound, sometimes.
It's only the beginning of something real for you.
It's where you fully look inward, instead of waiting for someone else to reflect you back to yourself.
The poem today is a haiku, short, but it says enough
crowded and alone.
Invisible in plain sight,
these lines are too long.
If no one saw you today,
I did,
even if it's just here, and even if it's just this, this has been the still point.
Until next time, stay real,
stay grounded and take up your space.
