My thoughts, my mind, my soul.
The patient encounter.
The grace of those who know your soul.
Time is but a word. If we didn’t have war, we would’ve never needed it.
No struggle. Only ease.
Strands of magic, strands of light.
The lucky ones return to themselves.
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Nobody is as hard on you as you are.
That’s where the root of suffering lies.
Stop pushing yourself like that. There are no grades, no mean teachers behind you.
You don’t own all the problems of the world. Others were born on the same day as you were too.
Allow yourself to accept yourself.
Don’t wait for the end of the week to remember your freedom. Don’t wait for holidays to do what you like most. Balance between working time and playing time means they are both equally important. Work prizes should not be associated with pain and struggle. Play prizes bring more joy and your soul knows why. Honor the time you need to adjust to things. You are not a robot, you can’t endlessly push buttons.
You don’t have to worry about everything today, leave some for tomorrow too.
Give yourself the time to understand whatever you need to understand.
If you knew how wonderful you are, by just being you, at least two hundred self-help businesses would go out of business. Imagine that power.
Stop keeping your self in a prison of guilt, blame, shame. Forget all the reasons you ever felt those feelings for. Get a break. Get a drink. Breathe. Breathe long.
Be silent. Watch a water flow. Dream. Become friends with yourself again. Stay in the sun a little longer. Let yourself be carried by a thing: a feeling, an embrace, a wave, a breeze.
Don’t misuse your agenda and notebook. They are here to remind you of things, so that you don’t have to keep that information active in your mind all at once. They were not invented to imprison you in a ceaseless race, on a perpetuum of hundreds of tasks.
Repeat after me: “No”.
Make coffee. Make tea. Put a song on and just lay back for 5 minutes. Don’t look at your phone. Don’t check your emails. Don’t tweet about how great this song is. If the phone rings, let it ring. You can call back after you’re done with your moment. You don’t owe anything to anybody.
Take this moment for yourself. Take it now. Because no one else will for you.
Life is not meant to be dictated by others, by fear, or by pain.
Give yourself permission to choose only the easy things today.
Make memories. Feel happiness. Don’t restrict, expand the moments, and expand yourself with them.
Leave some room for life to grow branches.
Leave some questions unanswered.
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There is a certain pace at which life makes sense just the way it is. A pace at which you can actually feel the moments.
A pace at which your cells know their true path.
A pace at which you understand why some things exist and others don’t, and why you are among the first.
A pace at which you know how and why things happen.
A pace at which you grasp the wordless definition of time, a definition given by your soul, and not by man-made mechanisms.
A pace at which your body is grateful.
A pace at which you can let go, and keep only what resembles your sacred making.
A pace at which the skin of an orange slice doesn’t break, when parted from its sisters, at which your gaze heals another human being, a pace at which all life around you acknowledges you with every step you take, a pace at which you can actually share your experience.
At which you observe the traces of life on a glass window and the traces of what was, on your heart.
At which you give no one proof of being worthy, because everyone already knows it.
At which your atoms remember when they were immaterial silence and light.
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Multiple Moment – Dream
Before all this existed, all this was a dream.
There’s a type of feeling like something’s missing, one that can’t be relinquished with money, things, food or people. When you get to that point, it’s time to silence the chatter of life and the world, for a shorter, or longer minute.
There’s a dormant dream inside your deeper self, you can find it in the magnificent silence of the depths of your being, and in the same time scattered around in every cell of your body.
You know what it is, by the things that make you come alive, the words you choose to listen to, the people you choose to love, the patience you have with only some things, the places you go to every day, the ones you can touch and the ones you carry with you in your heart.
That dream is always with you and always will be. In everything you did or didn’t, in all the actions you will or not choose to take. Follow its guidance, it will take you places you never even dreamed of. Ignore it, and it will hunt you like a ghost. Moment by moment, week by week, year after year, it will ask for your permission to come alive, and saying “no” to it will feel like dying a little bit inside.
You can forget your dream, but the dream doesn’t forget you.
Your dream lives inside you, the way the Earth lived inside the veins of the Universe once. It’s there.
Versiunea în română: https://soulpatterns.wordpress.com/2013/09/14/visul/