I remember mentioning up here already that I have acquired a new habit of doing my morning sādhanā outside in the meadows of our Karst prairie. It’s the best decision I’ve taken in a while because it grounds me like nothing else, connects me to everything else and our beloved, loyal Bora blows all the …
Tag: spiritual practice
The Need for Rituals
I’m not a creature of habit, and I have never really made friends with routine. If anything, I found it scary because I usually felt so comfortable with change. But one thing is change, and the other is chaos and I was definitely leaning more in the direction of the second. My best friend once …
Dancing Soul
After three days at the Floating Castle festival out in nature, we just got back home to our colourful, clean and cosy home. Svarun has just finished a painting of our car while I’m typing this, not being entirely sure what I ought to speak about tonight because my head is pretty busy right now. I’m full …
A Sense of Worthiness
When was the last time you asked yourself a couple of questions: *What do I consider worthy? *What is my worth? I got to thinking about worth because I’m digging deep into my perception of abundance, and the two appear to be inherently linked, so let's see. I was talking to my grandmother the other …
Commitment Yes, Commitment No?
Svarun is finally home! Boy, oh boy, did I ever miss that golden, fiery, talkative boy. Today we had an amazing day together; long and full, but amazing. But after he’s gone to bed, the things that challenged me throughout the day surfaced. The things were many. I’m in the midst of my period. My …
Light and Dark
Life is a balance of light and dark. Everyone gets to choose how much of each he’s willing to put up with ... until he or she realizes that what we call dark is really just a cry for more light. I have always been into experimenting with the darkness. I was drawn to people …
Accept the Invitation
I thought I was going to write about the ego today, because I really delved deep into feeling the feels. You see, I promised my grandmother I would help her pick string beans from my parents’ garden, so we spent the whole morning together. My father’s mother is usually the first person to trigger me …
