I know there will always be the gap between “what i want” and “what is.”
I know my Default Mode of Being can only approximate Intended Mode of Being.
I know that thoughtfully written intentions is by far the most effective practice to tweak my defaults.
I cultivate a space that is mindful. I remind myself that my inner lake of peace is ever-present.
I let go of unconscious inner narratives. My world is unnarrated.
I recognize my Monkey Self’s passion to constantly draft stories, and I let my Chooser and Attentive Selves stir and craft the few stories I subscribe to. I welcome white spaces in my mind.
I soothe time. My world grows on spaciousness and wondering.
My best friend Svitlana is here for myself.
My social relationships are nourishing. I create space for my friends. I welcome and initiate difficult conversations. I evolve my house into a space of interpersonal comfort and growth. I am there for my friends in moments of sorrow.
I give.
I practice a firm digital hygiene. When I use my phone, I use it finitely. By default, my hands reach for book.
In a disciplined environment of mine, I transform my body. I am mindful of what and where I am mouth-ing. I challenge myself, go beyond the illusionary self-limits. I keep my back straight and my head up high. I expand my palette of movement.
I speak and choose words slowly and attentively.
I am mindful of my clumsiness. I take care of things I own.
The world is full of humans in unfolding. I meet and get to know strangers. I see humans as ends. I do not rush to point B.
I am grateful for my skill in logistics and operations as it enables my engagement in multitudes.
I am light.
I spend nights in the hammock and in my peaceful corner. I create space for my emotions to flow.
I snail my way. 🐌
I play an infinite game on the playground of life.
🌻 Beautiful life is happening now, in this very moment.