Letting Go of Old Ideas

I saw watching this cartoon series with my little one of this mouse who dreams of being a ballerina. She moves into a new town and goes to a new dancing school. On her first day of class, she was thrilled as she was looking forward to perfect some new steps that she has been…

Impersonally Personal

At a deeper level, if one is able to see that all are but workings of the mind, that we are constantly being pulled by the nose; one has awaken to reality at least for that moment. Everything is mind-related -ideas. It sounds impersonal and yet it can get so personal because we tend to…

Creation in Every Now

I shared with my partner the other day, that we are not afraid of how weak or useless we are; instead, we are very, very afraid of how powerful we actually are – which is the very reason why we keep ourselves locked up in a victim prison, not willing to rise up to our…

Reflecting…

In an example where you desired to find someone to love you, your desire undoubtedly reflects that you do not feel loved now and believe that no one cares much about you. Discover the heart-closing thoughts by which you create this sense of not being loved or cared for, such as “No one will ever…

Inquire

Hurt feelings, or discomfort of any kind cannot be caused by another person. No one outside me can hurt me. That’s not a possibility. It’s only when I believe a stressful thought that I get hurt. And I’m the one who’s hurting me by believing what I think. This is very good news, because it…

Freeing Labels & Concepts

Labels onto certain persons in our lives put these people up on the pedestal. A dad, a mom, a teacher, a BFF (best friend forever), a lover or whatever; because of the preconceived concepts or ideas of these roles by society which our mind had inevitably took it for real without questioning, limitations arises from…

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The Bored Mind

A few nights ago, I decided to buy red rice and ponni rice to create variety in my rice & water fasting diet. If water had any other flavor, trust me, I would have bought them too. Yesterday morning, as I gulped a spoonful of the mixed red and ponni rice (cooked, of course), I found…

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Comparison

Can we ever, ever choose the pace of our growth? I remember comparing myself with those around me some time ago, never fully appreciating the space that I’ve arrived at. When I perceive that I am not any better or wiser than another, then I begin to beat myself up, ‘how could I not see…

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