Two or three years ago whilst I was living near Bondi Beach, on some mornings I would get up early before work and go for a jog on the sand, which is roughly a kilometre in length. Every morning I would jog down to the sand in my trainers, take them off and then run
Category: Spiritual Stuff
Many, if not most of us, are carrying old emotional wounds, often without knowledge of what it is that we carry. Sometimes these wounds can be decades old, dating back to early childhood, the memories may be vague, or even gone, but the wound remains. It doesn’t need to.
This is all anyone needs to know, and it’s what we all need to know. The seekers will find it when their searching demands it. I did not write it.
Foreword: Please don’t start this unless you have 15 mins to read it to completion. Come back to it later. If you read only half way it will leave you depressed. Don’t do that to yourself. Comeback later. There’s no rush. I read a story recently about a dog who gave birth to a litter
“I love life, I love me, I love you, HEAR ME ROAR”
The only way I win is by refusing to buy into the notion that I must win in order to win. I’m not saying don’t play, but don’t play their game. Just play your game. This is life.