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Joonas’ ig story 18.4.2022
this came to me in a dream. a strawberry milk tiefling
April 18, 2022 - Day 303
Book club night, poetry for National Poetry Month.
PRINCELY REACTIONS
Date: 18 April 2022
Duration: 78 minutes at 10:07 PM
Depth:
My attention, last night, did get a chance to reach a depth of mind that is deeper than any mind-place reached in the last 6 sessions. That is 6 straight days of a delay in my growth as a meditator. That’s a lost opportunity.
The opportunity to grow was lost due to my own doing. I have not rewired my responses to trauma. The wiring is still such that I fight in order to hold onto the little good that is left in me. I allow my strong survival qualities to protect nobler desires like immortality. It’s not going to work. I can either survive or immortalise. I can’t have both.
I can allow my peace to respond in every human interaction I find myself in or I can continue sitting on old psychological furniture while responding. I keep my peace vulnerable by not fortifying it. I mean to say that I don’t have a solid plan to follow up on at 8:46 AM, 19 April that will safeguard my peace for an entire day.
At the end of this day, I will be meditating, this much I am sure of. Do I have anything in place that will keep me growing spiritually through all the hours prior to a nightly meditation session? Unfortunately not. I don’t have a single exercise in mindfulness in place that will help begin the fading process of my survival instincts.
بحب فشخ لما أنزل ستوري وبعدين أحط عليها أغنية والأغنية تليق بالضبططططط كأنها كانت شغالة وأنا بعمل الستوري رغم إنها مكانتش شغالة! كنت عارفة إني ساحرة!🧙🏻✨
Of course I woke up and felt sicky. Just a bad bad day. 🙁
Past 4 am now. *sigh*
Ok, ok, Imma be ok.
Where you been?