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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 Extension Point — A layered exploration of writing, rejection, and being seen on the page
Episode 12 of The Still Point explores the relationship between writer and page. Drawing on the words of Seneca and Rumi, we reflect on the vulnerability and clarity that emerge through writing—even when the page feels intimidating. This episode is an invitation to show up honestly, even when inspiration doesn’t.
Hello deep thinkers, you're in the right place.
A blank page can be brutal.
The
lack of content, the lack of
inspiration or at least that's how it appears. The blank page, they don't yell at you, they're not loud, they don't scream, and they don't really call themselves
anything because they don't call attention to themselves. They sit there
empty, open and waiting, waiting for you to do something and somehow that silence feels louder than anything else.
Seniko once said,
"How sweet is the sleep, which follows this
self-examination?"
Writing is a form of doing that.
It's a way to examine what's under the surface.
That's how I learned to write.
Even if we don't know where it's going yet,
we
put something on that page, or at least we should. Because with something there,
it's
easy to edit or take away. With nothing there, there's often nothing there.
Roomie put it this way. There's a voice doesn't use words.
Listen,
sometimes just sitting with that blank space is enough to hear the things that you've been ignoring.
You don't have to fill the page perfectly, just show up.
Let those words be awkward, let the lines be messy. Let the grammar be all kinds of screwed up. What matters is that you're meeting yourself honestly.
This one is about that space,
that blank space, that stationary where we hesitate to keep
writing, but we continue putting the words down anyway.
The blank page lies, a nude extension,
waiting like the empty comment section.
You are my calm intention, live through our unwritten section.
I ask you one question,
are you honest these extension
for anyone addressed, rejection? These letters trace an extension. The muse burns like an injection poetry, the comment section, a candid broken session, where your words find their extension, beyond a green-eyed depression.
I am verse written in this section.
You don't have to write a masterpiece today, but showing up to the blank page. That's something worth honoring. This has been the stillpoint.
Until next time, stay steady, stay honest, and let silence meet you back
