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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 Fear Point — Letting go of childhood fears and growing in the dark toward something unknown
Episode 13 of The Still Point explores the strange afterlife of fear—the kind we carry long after it stops serving us. With wisdom from Rumi and Seneca, we unpack the power of outgrown fears and what they reveal about who we’re becoming. Includes the original poem From, Outgrown Fears.
Hello deep thinkers, you're in the right place.
There's something strange about fear, especially the ones that we outgrow. The ones that we kind of think that we outgrow because they've happened a long time ago and they're lost at time,
but some of the fears that we let go, they don't always leave and they don't just go quiet either, they hide in more dealt ways. Let me explain,
a hallway shadow turns into a job interview that dark space under the bed becomes a missed call, a silence at last, too long,
that
noise from the neighbors upstairs
in the dark of night
turns into
imposter syndrome.
There's a Sufi inside that speaks to this.
The wound is in the place where the light enters you.
Fear opens something.
It stretches out our awareness and humbles the assumptions that we've had about the world or a given situation, but not all fear is here to help.
Some fear stay far too long, squatting in our bodies and
they're taking up space in our mind, living, rent free.
The stoics approach fear practically,
cynical wrote, "We suffer more often in imagination than in reality.
To them the unknown wasn't a threat. It was a training ground, a chance to sharpen what you could control and surrender, those things you couldn't control.
So what happens when we outgrow fear? We don't just lose something, we gain a little more clarity.
We gain a little more breath and we grow a little more room.
Fear gives us something to face, but eventually we'll face ourselves.
This poem is for that quiet bravery, the kind that no one sees because it happens in the dark
from our grown fears.
Let my thoughts grow in the dark.
I'm wandering, brooding, is the fear of darkness about the lightness unknown.
Ungrown my need for a night light while I'm using.
Where unknowns are versions of death,
alive,
yet outgrown,
there's no shame in fear, only in letting it define you.
This has been the still point, until next time, keep walking through that darkness. There's more of you on the other side
