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  • Connect with Empathy Goddess — Here’s Where to Find Me

    Connect with Empathy Goddess — Here’s Where to Find Me

    Every poem, every reflection, every book comes from hours of work, heart, and soul. If my words have ever resonated with you, inspired you, or helped you feel less alone — here are all the ways to connect, support, and follow the journey.

    1. Read the Words

    2. Support the Work

    • Patreon: Empathy Goddess — exclusive poems, early book previews, and behind-the-scenes writing life.
    • Ko-fi: wolfpack54621 — a simple way to buy me a coffee and help keep the words flowing.

    3. Follow & Connect on Social Media

    4. My Books

    Whether you read, follow, share, or support on Patreon or Ko-fi — you’re part of this growing creative space. Thank you for helping me keep the words alive and the vision growing.

  • Support the Work of Empathy Goddess

    Support the Work of Empathy Goddess

    Every poem, book, and reflection shared here comes from hours of writing, healing, and building this space for others. If my work has moved you, inspired you, or given you words for what you’ve felt — here’s how you can support it.

    You can now support Empathy Goddess in two ways:

    1. Patreon – Empathy Goddess
    Join my Patreon for exclusive poems, behind-the-scenes reflections, and early looks at my books.
    Patreon: Empathy Goddess

    2. Ko-fi – wolfpack54621
    Buy me a coffee on Ko-fi to help keep this creative and healing work alive.
    Ko-fi: wolfpack54621

    Every bit of support helps me write more, publish more, and keep growing The Goddess Market into a home for poetry, spirituality, and rising women everywhere.

    If you can’t support financially, sharing my work with someone who needs it means just as much. Thank you for being here.

  • SHE LOOKED OKAY

    SHE LOOKED OKAY

    For anyone carrying storms behind a steady smile — you are seen. This poem is for you.

    She Looked Okay

    She looked okay—
    with her makeup on and her mouth curled at the corners.

    She answered the phone.
    She laughed at the joke.
    She nodded at the questions.

    But inside, her soul was a wildfire
    burning through silent nights and almost-cries.

    Nobody saw the shaking hands behind the hugs,
    the screams tucked behind mascara,
    the prayers whispered between stovetop stirs.

    She was held together by hairpins, deadlines, and duty.

    And every time someone said “You’re so strong,”
    she wanted to ask—
    Do you know what it cost me?

    She looked okay.

    But inside?
    She was rising.

    This poem lives inside my book Rage & Rise: The Goddess Spoke Back, a collection for every woman who’s ever broken quietly and healed loudly.

    COMING SOON —

    https://www.amazon.com/author/empathygoddess

  • Reflection: Becoming Fire

    I used to think rising back up would feel like light pouring in. Like some soft return to warmth and hope.

    But sometimes, coming back to yourself feels like fire. Like everything you believed about love, loyalty, even your own strength, has burned to the ground — and the only thing left standing is you.

    The truth? Fire isn’t gentle. It doesn’t whisper you back to life. It scorches what doesn’t belong. It clears space for what might. It teaches you how to stand in your own heat without flinching.

    I became fire not because I wanted to, but because nothing else was left. And maybe that’s the point. You rise not as who you were before, but as something untouchable. Something unafraid.

    RAGE & RISE

    BY KAYLA BLEVINS — THE EMPATHY GODDESS

  • He Was There, But Not With Me

    Some love doesn’t leave with slammed doors or final words. It stays like a ghost, breathing in rooms where it doesn’t belong. This is for anyone who’s ever had someone stand close enough to touch — but never truly be there at all.

    He was there,
    but not with me.
    His body — a shadow draped across the bed,
    breathing in my air,
    but giving none back.

    He stared through walls,
    eyes fixed on a place I couldn’t follow,
    and I learned then
    the sharpest kind of loneliness
    is the one that wears familiar hands.

    Love shouldn’t feel
    like waiting for the same heart
    to show up twice.

    This poem lives inside my book Rage & Rise: The Goddess Spoke Back, a collection for every woman who’s ever burned quietly, then rose loud.
    THIS BOOK IS STILL UP AND COMING AND ALMOST COMPLETE. YOU WILL BE ABLE TO FIND IT ON MY AMAZON AT https://www.amazon.com/author/empathygoddess

  • REFLECTION: AFTER BETRAYAL The Day I Stopped Apologizing for My Fire

    Healing doesn’t arrive with a trumpet blast. It slips in the back door, messy and late, after you’ve already swept the floors twice.

    It started small, like most endings do. A glance that lasted too long, a silence where words should’ve been. I told myself it was nothing. We all do that — we rewrite the story while it’s still happening because the truth feels too heavy to carry yet.

    Betrayal doesn’t always arrive as a scream. Sometimes it comes wrapped in ordinary moments: a half-smile, a distracted touch, a shift in the way someone breathes beside you. And you sit there, pretending not to notice the walls giving way, because noticing means your whole life suddenly has cracks you can’t plaster over.

    For a long time, I wanted an apology. Something loud and cinematic. But healing doesn’t hand you that. It hands you quiet mornings where the ache has dulled enough for you to drink your coffee in peace. It hands you small laughter in places that used to feel heavy. It hands you your own reflection, waiting patiently for you to come back home to yourself.

    I thought healing would feel like winning. Like getting the last word. But it feels more like surrender. Not to them, but to the truth that some things break and stay broken — and maybe that’s okay.

    Maybe healing isn’t about getting it all back. Maybe it’s about learning to live beautifully with the empty spaces.

  • Reflection: On Silence and What It Teaches

    Silence used to terrify me. I filled it with apologies, explanations, too many words trying to patch the air before it cracked. But silence doesn’t wait for our panic to pass. It sits there, patient, holding its ground.

    I learned that not all silences are empty. Some carry the weight of things unsaid. Others become the softest room to lay your tired heart down in. When someone walks away, their silence will cut. When you finally stop chasing, your silence will heal.

    There’s a difference between being ignored and choosing quiet. One leaves you hollow. The other leaves you whole.

    RAGE & RISE

    BY KAYLA BLEVINS — THE EMPATHY GODDESS

  • The Goddess Market Awakens: A Sacred Space for the Modern Soul

    The Goddess Market Awakens: A Sacred Space for the Modern Soul

    There’s a reason the word market carries so much history. Once, marketplaces were not just for goods. They were for stories, for community, for passing wisdom hand to hand like bread still warm from the fire.

    Today, The Goddess Market steps into that lineage—not as a dusty stall on some forgotten road, but as a living, breathing space for the seekers of this modern age.

    Here, spirituality meets practicality. Here, we remember what the world tried to make us forget: that healing, beauty, and wisdom belong in everyday life, not only in rare sacred moments.

    What You’ll Find Here

    1. Books & Writings:
    Poetry that feels like a friend who sees your scars and calls them holy. Guides that teach you the art of herbal medicine, manifestation, and reclaiming your intuition. Every word crafted with intention.

    2. Sacred Tools & Energy Offerings:
    Candles, spiritual kits, and curated goods to help you create ritual—whether you call it prayer, meditation, or simply coming home to yourself.

    3. Free Gifts for the Soul:
    We know not every blessing comes with a price tag. That’s why we offer spiritual guides, affirmation sheets, and beginner-friendly resources for anyone ready to begin the journey inward.

    Why The Goddess Market Exists

    The truth is, modern life leaves little room for the sacred. We scroll more than we breathe. We consume but rarely pause to receive.

    The Goddess Market exists as a rebellion against that. It’s a reminder that life is meant to be lived with intention. That you are more than your exhaustion. That there is still magic left in the world—and it begins with how you tend to your own inner fire.

    Join Us at the Beginning

    The shop is growing. The shelves are filling. New books are finding their covers, new guides are taking form.

    But even now, at the start, the doors are open.

    Step inside. Browse. Download something free. Light a candle. Read a poem. Let this be your sign to reclaim one small sacred thing today.

    Because the Goddess Market isn’t just a store. It’s a return.

  • Introducing The Goddess Market

    The Goddess Market is a place to discover books, guides, and products created to inspire and support your journey.

    Here you’ll find:

    • Updates on new releases
    • Insights into natural remedies
    • Tools and resources for everyday growth
    • Books and Digital Products
    • Candles

    This is only the beginning. More is coming soon.