GoldDust Magazine

It's time you learn the power & history of Gold

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Spirit Guides: What’s Yours?

Originally published in The UWM Post by Madison Goldbeck  Spiritual guides, spirit animals, totem animals, whatever you may call them – odds are you’ve seen them, dreamed of them, thought of them, and have had an experience with one. Who are they and why is it essential we connect to them? Spirit guides are assigned […]

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Powerful Spiritual Laws to Live by

Originally published in The UWM Post by Madison Goldbeck  “You are what your deep, driving desire is. As your desire is, so is your will. As your will is, so is your deed. As your deed is, so is your destiny.”  Those were the opening words to the book The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success by Deepak […]

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This Is What Millennial Women Are Selling To Afford University

Originally published in Taylor Magazine by Madison Goldbeck  Is it a struggle for you to afford university? Don’t worry, you’re definitely not the only one. Universities in the U.S. and U.K. are expensive. Scratch that. Universities in the U.S. and U.K. are really expensive. Classes are hard enough and with the loans forming their own treacherous mountain of debt, it’s […]

The Feeding

A dusty fan circulated across the room from one end to the other. It’s been a while since Augustus put it to use, so he couldn’t blame the junk for its inability to remember its single duty. Arkansas hasn’t had a summer night like this since he was a child. He lay in his damp […]

So for now, I’m Switzerland

So for now, I’m Switzerland. Impartial to the artificial sweetener, Wrapped in alliance, Presented with value, With a taste so sweet, But clever to sidestep. Uninterested in swinging knifes, Seemingly inconsequential, Covertly hiding ulterior motives, An expression so simple, But sharp against skin. Independent to the watch’s demand Waiting for the next tick, Seldomly reality, […]

I Was Lying in the Sun

  I was lying in the sun, Near juniper shrubs and storybook villas. Not enough profit and pleasure in the telling of, The tapping of a cigarette, The brush of bare knees, A long draught of wine, Closing the shutters on balconies, With blinds made of lace at Angel’s Bay. Red watermelon hues. I’ve read […]