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“Quiet the mind, open the heart.” He whispered those words with poetic nuance. A stern yet delicate tone to console his fragile spirit, fresh to the journey of healing. “The real work you have to do is in the privacy of your own heart.”
His mind felt like a dream where thousands of people were talking at the same time, and no one understood each other. He was paying for the same mistake. Going against the natural voice of his intuition. Quintessential self-sabotage.
When all faith seemed to be lost, life guided him to find his seat in meditation and breathwork. “Observe being no one, being no body, no thing, no where. What does it feel like?” He surrendered and began to love himself and others.
