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This Time, I Think You’d Better Keep Your Distance
What happens when I try to reject my self-rejection? I notice my mind’s habits—rejecting, rejecting the rejection, rejecting the rejection of rejection, then rejecting that rejection, endlessly spiraling into ever more subtle layers of the same pattern. Could there be…
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I’ve Become so Tired, so Much More Aware
What draws attention toward specific thoughts and away from others? I notice how my mind seems to have preferences, gravitating toward particular thinking patterns as if they offered exceptional nourishment or protection. Could there be a simple relationship with these…
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Now That You’ve Realized the Pride’s Arrived
Is there something to say about all my rigidity? Maybe real strength could lie instead in yielding? When it flows, shapes, and transforms gently, without confrontation. Could it be that I might discover a movement that feels fluid in accepting…
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I Wish on All the People Who Really Dream
What happens when I stop comparing my direction with others? I notice how persistent my measurement habit can be—the endless measurement of whether life has dealt me more challenges or fewer than those around me. Could this comparison itself create…
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True Care, Truth Brings
What happens when understanding itself becomes an obstacle? I find myself wondering about these layers of ideas, each claiming to be more refined, more accurate, and more comprehensive than the last. But what exactly are they refining? And for what…
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Conditions Normal and You’re Coming Home
What makes me follow some rules while another follows something else? I notice these two approaches to living—one that regulates from outside inward and another that flows from inside outward. What creates this fundamental difference in experience? Regulation seems so…
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‘Cause You Gotta Be Hangin’ Tough
What lies beneath the mask of hardness? I find myself wondering about the strange theater of strength I sometimes perform—these displays of invulnerability that might conceal the deepest wounds. Could it be that what appears as “strength” often emerges from…
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Why, I Can’t Remember Anything to This Very Day
What happens in that space between expectation and experience? I notice how my mind reaches forward, painting pictures of what’s to come: “This will be wonderful.” or “This will be terrible.” But what if these predictions themselves shape what unfolds?…
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I Ain’t the Worst That You’ve Seen
What occurs when ideas start to fade? Could lessons that seem opposing suggest something more intense beyond my flawed understanding? Not just merging, but perhaps something that goes beyond my usual way of thinking. Is there a viewpoint where “everything…
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Hoping for the Best but Expecting the Worst
What could it mean when help feels like an intrusion? I sense how the idea of support can sometimes morph from a gift into a weight, and I wonder about the fine line between caring for someone and wanting to…
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Sometimes, I long to stay and not leave again. And I even think that would be possible just by telling myself I want that. Holding my position against change and surprise. But who am I to observe this matter…
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