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I made it to the beginning

Lying for months inside fear and self doubt, crippled, Hoping for a saviour strong Praying for deliverance every second Not daring to make a move, in case it went wrong Day after day, as I lay low Watching my fears grow The thought of giving up inviting for me, who was tired and exhausted of fighting Why are there no answers to my cries of agony? If there is a God, where is He? If there is a universe, what is it doing? Am I delusional to pray so? thus escalated my brooding. At times, there came flickers of light Too small to enlighten but present Ecstatic I become on seeing such a sight And strength in my faith, escalating Suddenly, the surroundings all dark I feel pulled from all directions, tortured Layers of my being were being torn Though afraid, to the memories of that light I latched on A test to my faith, it seemed so As unimaginable pain and discomfort Taunted my mind, which thought It impossible to get respite from this incessant storm Suddenly

Flowers

Does the flower on the plant Know its purpose in this planet Does it know that it is fragrant, Colourful and attractive A beauteous sight to behold? Does it listen to the poets  sing its praises and bask in pleasure? Does it feel the unfairness of The bees, birds and butterflies  usurping the nectar that  it worked hard to produce? Does it feel the pain of the scorching  sun, shining upon it, making it shrivel up  if too much? Does it vow to stop doing its duty,  as the world around it seems bent  on cruelly plucking its baby buds,  leaves and at times body? Does it show envy on a rival flower and seek to outdo it by becoming something it isn't? Yet the flower feels,  yet the flower knows,  that what happens does happen with no pause It goes about, day in day out Doing its duty selflessly Being a source of nourishment, care and hope Alive on its stem or dead among the leaves.

Rebirth

(Write Your Way To Your Subconscious - Dandapani - GoalCast- Click here for video lecture ) My understanding of the above lecture is that: 1. Experiences have emotions associated with them  2. Emotions are energy 3. Bitter experiences tend to take up energy in the subconscious mind and make us feel drained. 4. Writing down traumatic experiences on a piece of paper transfers the energy from the subconscious mind to the conscious mind (we will relive the experience as we write it) and then from the conscious mind to the paper through our hand and writing instrument. 5. Burning the paper after writing it converts that energy into fire, ash and smoke. 6. This energy of that trauma or bitterness is much weakened in comparison to the energy it had possessed when it was deep within our subconscious mind, hence it would be very difficult for that energy to reenter our human system. 7. You are free of the energy. It will no longer cause you discomfort when you think of that experience.  The spe

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