Hiiiiii.......ya!

A ninja doesn’t move unseen because they’re invisible...

...they move unseen because they notice everything first.

Working in a mental hospital feels the same.

You learn to read the room before it speaks.

A shift in breath, a flicker in the eyes, silence that’s louder than shouting...

....reminding yourself, those are your footsteps in the dark.

A ninja survives by anticipating danger.

We survive in life by recognizing pain before it becomes danger.

Both require stillness.

Both demand presence.

And in both worlds, the greatest skill isn’t control at all..

...it’s awareness without ego,
seeing without needing to be seen.

Stay Ninja my friends.

🥷🏻

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HumanEarth · F

(Great words nice love it. but when I got done reading this. I thought what if your monk ninja grand master was also a comedian and was going to give you a pep talk.)

Alright, you silent footed fashion disaster. You listen up!

You think being a monk ninja means smelling like incense and sadness? Please. Stand up straight and no, that robe isn’t a tent, darling. Compassion is your first move, not a sad face, swipe right on mercy, swipe left on drama. When anger shows up, give it a look like it’s last season’s shoes and breathe it away. Fear? Teach it to mind its manners.

Move like water: smooth, unstoppable, and way more flattering than that awkward flail you call “stealth.” Speak rarely, not unless you’ve got a joke. Then by all means, roast someone’s ego. Honor your teachers, keep your vows, and for heaven’s sake don’t seek applause...unless it’s for a killer entrance.

Sharpen your blade, but temper it with taste. Be humble, protect the defenseless, and for the love of all that’s holy, dust off that robe. Now go - flounce and bounce into the night and make silence jealous.

(I don't know, it sounded better in my head. I have to work on it)