A letter for those who grew up between two worlds.

Every week, one honest reflection on identity, belonging, and what it means to grow up feeling like you never quite fit — and the quiet discovery that you were never as lost as you felt.

Written by a Buddhist monk in Halifax who spent six years sitting with some of the most isolated people in Canada — inside federal prisons — and learned that belonging is not something you are given. It is something you slowly learn to build.

"The person who has lived between two worlds carries something rare. Not a wound — a capacity. And the world is only beginning to understand how much it needs it."

When you join, you receive a free 7-day letter series:

Day 1 The moment you first noticed you were different from the people closest to you
Day 2 The thing that gets lost in translation — it's not just words
Day 3 Why you feel like a guest in every room — and why that's not a failure
Day 4 What the people who raised you couldn't give you, and what to do with that
Day 5 The loneliness that doesn't have a name
Day 6 Learning to be with yourself — a monk's practice, made simple
Day 7 You are not the in-between. You are something new — and that is where everything begins.

Join the letter — free

One letter. Every Sunday morning.

Short. Honest. Written for the person who carries more than they say — and is ready to set some of it down.

✦ Your first letter arrives tomorrow morning.
Thank you for being here.

Buddhist Monk Prison Chaplain · 6 years Master's in Mental Health 30 years of meditation Halifax, Canada

Bhante Siri

I grew up in Sri Lanka, studied psychology and psychotherapy, moved to Canada, and spent six years as a chaplain inside a federal prison. I've sat with people at the very edge of what a human being can carry. This letter is what I learned in those rooms.