I'm realising there's something I've been regretting... And it's hidden really meticulously, blending underneath my subconscious shadows
Buried itself so deeply that I haven't been able to admit to myself. I've watched a tarot reading and that helped me see it. A skillfully hidden regret of myself to myself.
I saw it now. I admitted it to myself. I know what to do the next time now.
Yes me, the woman who has done so much, the intense lover, the determined fighter, the curious and sunny spirit, yes me, I'm blindly again seeing my edges, my extremities, again forgetting about the middle way, again getting lost over and over.
I think I have exhausted it all for the evening. I want to give a few thanks so to close today's scene. I thank the little fan above my bed that with its noise makes it bearable for me, to forget that other man in the room, to cool my body down, to keep mosquitoes away.
I thank that little restaurant I visited earlier as it provided me with a salad and I had such a long time since I ate what I consider to be "my foods" (raw greens and fruits).
I thank SW as it played a catalyst in allowing me to process myself, going through a variety of stages of opening up and closing down.
I thank the rain because it is like a meditation bell for my mind, but without the creepiness of the bardo. The rain says here and now.
I thank a distant friend who messaged me and mellowed me a little with the casualty of her words.
I thank a little friend I made here, a child, for her memory restores my belief.
I want so badly to be able to thank the creepy men, so to finally release their grip upon me, that karma, but I can't just yet, it wouldn't be sincere or genuine.
I thank the green peas I ate a few days ago because they carry something important for me, as I used to eat them raw as I like them with the company of my grandfather.
I thank the moon for the guidance or the anchoring when it comes to change.
I thank math and spirals, I thank snails and yeah
I am loosing this once more
But I feel so free in being myself without trying to change anything.
✨💜✨
Regretsss🔥
I saw it now. I admitted it to myself. I know what to do the next time now.
I will go through it.
I feel like a disappointing to myself for once more.Yes me, the woman who has done so much, the intense lover, the determined fighter, the curious and sunny spirit, yes me, I'm blindly again seeing my edges, my extremities, again forgetting about the middle way, again getting lost over and over.
I think I have exhausted it all for the evening. I want to give a few thanks so to close today's scene. I thank the little fan above my bed that with its noise makes it bearable for me, to forget that other man in the room, to cool my body down, to keep mosquitoes away.
I thank that little restaurant I visited earlier as it provided me with a salad and I had such a long time since I ate what I consider to be "my foods" (raw greens and fruits).
I thank SW as it played a catalyst in allowing me to process myself, going through a variety of stages of opening up and closing down.
I thank the rain because it is like a meditation bell for my mind, but without the creepiness of the bardo. The rain says here and now.
I thank a distant friend who messaged me and mellowed me a little with the casualty of her words.
I thank a little friend I made here, a child, for her memory restores my belief.
I want so badly to be able to thank the creepy men, so to finally release their grip upon me, that karma, but I can't just yet, it wouldn't be sincere or genuine.
I thank the green peas I ate a few days ago because they carry something important for me, as I used to eat them raw as I like them with the company of my grandfather.
I thank the moon for the guidance or the anchoring when it comes to change.
I thank math and spirals, I thank snails and yeah
I am loosing this once more
But I feel so free in being myself without trying to change anything.
✨💜✨
Regretsss🔥
