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The paradox of a human being
I was thinking about how hard it is not to judge….anything! Our brains are wired to judge. Is it safe? Is it good? Do I like them? Even as I enjoy a relaxing walk in the countryside trying not to think of anything, I notice the weeds, the dead or dying trees, I think of…
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What’s my purpose?
There are so many spiritual teachings and self help books showing us how to discover our purpose and yet, when I ask the question of myself, the universe or God, I never receive an answer and I am sure I am not alone. There are some lucky people who seem to have a clear understanding…
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Filling up on the garden
After thinking about how we draw energy from others in unhealthy power struggles as I talked about in my last blog and to instead fill up on nature’s energy – This practice came to me today – how to fill up my energy when I’m not out in nature. I imagine my body is a…
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It’s not about me
It’s not about me, it is fair. I have enough & I’ll give you my share. Can’t you see. I am alive & I have more than I need… As a child of the 80’s where excess and greed was the game, the idea of not having enough was prominent. Inequality and the survival instinct…
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The river of life
I was shown today how much I am a dam blocking the stream of my life. I hold tight to people, places, things stopping their flow and mine. I see we are all interweaved threads, connected to each other creating a magnificent tapestry as all of our stories entwine. But more than that we are…
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I forget I can choose how I feel
When I am I lost in my old patterns and beliefs I can easily spiral into negative thinking. For my whole life I have learnt to be on edge, that the world is not safe. That I am not safe. That I need to be ready to fight or flee, but often resulting in debilitating…
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Being the tree
I was thinking about the labels we put on things and how this really limits knowing something deeply. There are studies showing that when children are learning to draw, that once they are shown how to draw something, they stop looking at the thing itself. It becomes known and reduced to what was shown to…
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My house & the black dog
Last night I dreamt that I lived in a rickety wooden house on top of a grassy hill. The house was dark & there were old unused things outside like a recycling pile, possibly useful but mostly old junk. A handsome man had moved in next door & he came by & took some items…
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True sight
I had a dream last night, I was with my partner at an event & there were people everywhere. For some reason there was a waiter bringing us food & no one else. I felt a bit embarrassed & it felt unfair that we had food & others didn’t. Yet the food that came was…
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The garden
Sometimes I imagine people as flowers in a garden. Every colour, shape & fragrance just waiting to burst free. Some are delicate & graceful, only living a day & withering with the hot sun or bending with the first breath of wind. Whilst others stand strong & robust able to withstand all of nature’s passionate…
A Little Art ‘n Soul by Taysha Barrett 