Tag: love
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Wind
If it is meant for me,It will fly like a bird towards my tree and land on it quietlyIf it not meant for meI will still feel the wind on my branches
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How Do You See What’s Already in Front of You?
I’ve been sitting with a question that came out of my last meditation, and it won’t leave me alone: How does one observe things fresh — in the moment — without the inference of the same room, the same neighborhood, the same life? How can I increase the gap between raw observation and inference, so…
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The Anatomy of a Filtered Life
If I map out how I move through the world, it looks something like this: Experience → Observation → Memory → Inference Four steps. By the time I reach the last one, I’m no longer anywhere near the truth of what actually happened. Let me walk through it — through my own life — to…
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Act of Love
How can I tell my consciousness that people show love in different ways? The love shown on TV — the hugs, the kisses — isn’t the only form of love. An act of love. Can I make my consciousness become aware that small acts of love are the love a person shows towards you? This…
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The Library We Build From Memory
I have a library in my head. Not a metaphor—an actual library. Endless shelves stacked with volumes I’ve written about my life. Every emotion has its section. Every experience, its book. When something happens to me, I don’t just feel it. I reach for the familiar volume: Oh yes, I know this feeling. It was…
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Love so sweet
Love, that sweet nectar—one taste and you’re craving more.When your cup empties,most move on to sample something new.But some refuse another sip.They say that first sweetnesswas the only one worth tasting.Who’s right?The ones who drink widely,or those who thirst for only one?I won’t say.Each tongue knows its own hunger
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What is sacred?
This question came up when I was reading one of J.K’s talks. While J.K has asked not to take his words as authority and to find out for us, I can’t help be drawn to his talks. Perhaps not necessarily his intentions but he is a thinker that really makes you think. What is sacred…
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Raya and Kutchu – Chapter 3
One evening before the electricity had gone off, Raya was busy trying to read a story in her English textbook. The homework was “What do you understand from the story ‘Kutchu and His Glasses’?” The story of Kutchu and his glasses is an old tale in Indian study material that you will find many children…
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The Job I’m Trying to Quit: My Own Thoughts
Do you enjoy your work?I’m asking sincerely — to everyone who wakes up, gets dressed, and logs into or walks into a 9-to-5 job every day. I’ll be honest: I don’t enjoy mine.And it’s not just the work itself — it’s the voice in my head that comes with it. My Mind at Work It…
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If I Were a Tree
If I were a tree,I would stand stilland observe the world. I would breathe in opposite of man in the morning,while resting like man at night. Truly, a wonder how I support a manto continue living on this planet that we both cherish. I would watch as my leaves bloom in spring, summer,change colors in…
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I bloom a beautiful flower!
Nature waits for no oneNor does it do things in a hurry.There is a process you see—an invisible process that gets things done.How can I, human, be similar to thisbeautiful nature and planet?How can I flow like a river,slowly, gently towards its destination,without a worry of how it becomesthe sea, ocean or a bigger pond.Water…
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