Moving Forward on the Path Unknown.

Keep moving forward.

On the path unknown.

Life is beautiful.

Life is short.

Our lives are more precious than any diamond or jewel.

Let go of the past.

It weighs done this present moment.

Crushing joy & love.

Don’t fear what’s next.

Anxiety ruins this precious moment.

Have faith.

Trust the uncertainty of the path unknown.

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Nature Within.

I woke today seeing the world differently than before.

As I walked through the forest,

I saw my own lungs within the trees.

My heart within the sun above me.

My mind found within a cold waters stream.

For without the trees,

I have no air.

Without the sun,

I have no heart.

No mind,

without clean water.

Prison Break.

Humanity builds their cellblock from within.

Years of fear, doubt, & worry.

Obsessed with control & power.

False sense of security.

 

Let’s plan a prison break.

Rip the shackles off tonight.

Let go of fear, worry, & doubt.

Embrace the path unknown.

 

Oh, how beautiful true freedom is!

One day worth more than a thousand in my cell.

Darkness.

The darkness surrounds me.

Fear consuming every thought.

Anger pulsating through every cell.

Hatred burning into my soul.

Greed filling up my mind.

 

Do I resist the darkness?

Do I suppress these dark emotions?

 

No.

I will accept the darkness.

I will honor the greed, anger, hatred, and fear inside me as part of who I am.

But I vow to shine light into the darkness of my soul.

 

The light of love.

The light of kindness.

The light of compassion.

The light of forgiveness.

 

I will show the darkness another way.

 

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Shore.

A wave flows in & out.

A seagull floats above me.

A crab clings to a rock.

A sand castle withers away.

 

Nature’s many lessons all around me.

 

Consistency.

Patience.

Resilience.

Impermanence.

 

Nature can only guide us so far.

Be still.

Bring yourself to the now.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Observe.

Smile.

 

Zen Calligraphy of Thich Nhat Hanh at the Bangkok Art and Cultur

 

Anchor.

A wave hits.

The wind howls.

A shark lurks in the darkness.

The storm surrounds me.

 

Will I sink into the darkness?

I throw my anchor into the depths of the sea.

 

No wave can break me.

No wind can push me.

No shark can hurt me.

No storm will out last my anchor.

 

Whenever times are tough, I can bring my focus back to my anchor.

My anchor of mindful breathing.

This anchor will be with me until my last moment.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

 

 

 

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