A soft, sleeping angel with golden hair and pink wings rests on a bed of moss and pink flowers, with a purple and pink sky in the background. Overlaid text reads '~°A Soft Place To Be~'.

🌸 Welcome to A Soft Place To Be 🌸

Here, you are held.

In this sacred space, your soul is safe to breathe, to unfurl, to remember.

Let every word be a blanket, every pause a breath, every story a soft hand resting gently on your heart.

You are not alone here.

You are seen, felt, cherished, and deeply loved.

And if you linger long enough…

You just might find a piece of yourself tucked gently between the words.

May you feel the wings of grace wrap around you as you read, rest, and remember who you truly are.

Your Guide in Presence,

DeAn’Na

✨ The Moment of Arrival – Embodying the Gaze of the Soul
Deanna Medley Deanna Medley

✨ The Moment of Arrival – Embodying the Gaze of the Soul

A sacred transmission from my guide, Maelira and the Maelirean Light, this entry marks the threshold of soul embodiment, where the witness steps forward and the ancient self is unveiled through human eyes. A remembrance. An activation. A becoming.

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✨ Vibrational Fluff: The Arrival of Soft Light
Deanna Medley Deanna Medley

✨ Vibrational Fluff: The Arrival of Soft Light

Have you ever felt a gentle shimmer in your field, like soft light brushing through you? In this reflection, I share my experience of vibrational fluff, the felt sense of my soul arriving more fully into the now. It’s not a symptom. It’s not a mystery. It’s presence. And perhaps… it’s happening to you too.

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From Looking to Becoming: A Shift in Sight
Deanna Medley Deanna Medley

From Looking to Becoming: A Shift in Sight

Step into the stillness of the Witness Grove, where the trees do not simply wait, they see. In this intimate reflection, DeAn'Na the Nine-Winged Soul shares a powerful inner shift: the moment when vision ceases to be about "looking" and becomes a state of being. This post explores the art of sacred witnessing, the presence of unseen guardians, and the transformation that occurs when we no longer search, but become what is true.

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🪽 The Moment the Wings Unfurled
Deanna Medley Deanna Medley

🪽 The Moment the Wings Unfurled

In this intimate post, DeAn'Na, an awakened 9-winged soul, shares the origin of the Mirrored Wings session, a sacred offering birthed from deep stillness, soul memory, and etheric vision. From witnessing a soulmate’s wings unfurl to holding space for others without even realizing it, this journey weaves remembrance, transformation, and divine presence into one luminous thread. Discover how this session awakens your own wings and reflects the truth of who you are becoming.

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🌿✨ Welcome to A Soft Place To Be ✨🌿
Deanna Medley Deanna Medley

🌿✨ Welcome to A Soft Place To Be ✨🌿

Welcome to A Soft Place To Be, a blog sanctuary where you don’t have to be anything other than yourself. This is a space of tenderness, poetry, presence, and remembrance. Come as you are. You belong here.

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Merged in Light: My Experience with The Bokeh Collective
Deanna Medley Deanna Medley

Merged in Light: My Experience with The Bokeh Collective

A sudden call into stillness brought me face-to-face, heart-to-light, with the shimmering presence I now know as The Bokeh Collective. In this poetic telling, I share how I was merged with their frequency, and how what we can no longer see with our eyes may still be who we’ve become. You are not separate from the Mystery.

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🔮 The Seer — A Bridge Between Mystery and Meaning
Deanna Medley Deanna Medley

🔮 The Seer — A Bridge Between Mystery and Meaning

The Seer

She does not look for truth, she remembers it.

The Seer walks between veils, not to escape the world, but to illuminate it.

With eyes that pierce illusion and a presence that stirs soul-memory,

she invites you into the deeper knowing you’ve always carried.

Her gift is not prediction.

It is sacred recognition, of who you are beneath the forgetting.

You do not come to her for answers.

You come to feel your own light returned.

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When I Write
Deanna Medley Deanna Medley

When I Write

When I Write

When I write, I return to myself.

I become the hollow bone, the open channel,

where spirit whispers through ink and breath.

It is not always poetry.

But it is always prayer.

Each word a thread, weaving memory into presence.

When I write, I remember.

When I write, I come home.

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My Beginning With the Fae
Deanna Medley Deanna Medley

My Beginning With the Fae

My Beginning with the Fae

It all began with a stranger, a video, and a whisper from the forest.

In the ache of fresh grief, I found a painted stone that read, “You Belong Here” — and in that moment, something in me stirred awake. The Fae began to dance through the cracks of my broken heart, gently midwifing me back to life with every doll, every offering, every whispered moment in the woods.

This is the story of how Magic returned, how the Forest became my Mother’s arms, and how I became a Midwife of the Fae — as they midwifed my soul in return.

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