Everything I want, I already have.
Manifest your dream life, the one you already have.
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Everything I want, I already have.
Manifest your dream life, the one you already have.
The Middle Way
I hope you enjoy reading my new blog post: “The Middle Way: Conflict and Balance in Contemporary Society” I hope you find it inspiring, informative and engaging.
Conflict and Balance in Contemporary Society Three Buddhas, Inner Wall, Level 4, Borobudur, photograph by Anandajoti Bhikkhu There is a Buddhist axiom which rests at the very heart and foundation of Buddhist philosophy. In simple terms, it is to “seek the Middle Way” — to find the balance between the “extremes of sensual indulgence and self-mortification.” (Wikipedia entry on Middle Way). This…
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Meditation is an efficient and powerful antidepressant. Focus on your breath, bring awareness into your body, feel the subtle energies throughout your entire self and practice often. Thoughts will come, let them. Don't block them out but don't follow them either. Meditation is the space in-between thoughts. You are that space, not thought.
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I live in my desired reality, I have everything that I want, my manifestations become my reality.
Manifesting the dream life I have created for myself
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ۪ ׁ `♡݁` ׄ I desire this life ׅ ⷪ ♥︎
⠀⠀⠀⠀ 🍡 𝆬 . I have made it possible ⊹
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Day 30: Four of Swords
Meaning: Vigilance, retreat, solitude, repose, exile, tomb, coffin
Zen State
You lie in repose for the moment, you pose prostate, ornate full of hate, satiate.
The battles are lost you ponder the cost. It’s hard to care anymore you bury your head in lore.
And the soft kiss of the one beloved, the son you bore as he docks his head against yours “Mum, Mum” And you know then, everything is Zen.
Chapter 8
The narrator: " My boss sends me home because of all the dried blood on my pants, and I am overjoyed. The hole punched through my cheek doesn't ever heal. I'm going to work, and my punched-out eye sockets are two swollen-up black bagels around the little piss holes I have left to see through. Until today, it really pissed me off that I'd become this totally centered Zen Master and nobody had noticed. Still, I'm doing the little FAX thing. I write little HAIKU things and FAX them around to everyone. When I pass people in the hall at work, I get totally ZEN right in everyone's hostile little FACE."
Worker bees can leave Even drones can fly away The queen is their slave