Zen Girl

Centering into the journey.

Archive for the category “inspiration”

Zen Mornings 12/8/11

Yesterday I learned that a house only becomes a home when it is ready.  It’s been nearly a year and a half since the four of us moved into this house.  We’ve spent that time rearranging constantly, figuring out where to put all of our stuff with limited storage space, being busy and lazy and not committing the time to finish, to put all of our art up and make it as cozy as possible.  Finally, late last night of all times, it begun.  Read more…

Zen Mornings 12/2/11


Yesterday I learned that nothing is scary if we do what scares us.  Only the unknown is scary, but once the unknown becomes the known, there is absolutely nothing left to fear. I’ve always  hated talking on the phone–immensely–to the point of being fearful of it.  I found it to be the most awkward form of communication (and still do).  Read more…

The red pill.

This was typed about 3 weeks ago, when this all started for me.  It’s changed my life, and I look forward to writing more about the expansions of my mind as they happen, and relating the new beauty I see in the world (though it’s always been there).

I have no more reason to write this than the fact that I’m itching to. Like a hot, irritating itch. I woke up. I took the red pill, and quite recently. It’s changed my life, sooo that’s pretty cool.

I’ve never believed in God. Not fully. Read more…

Jesse’s Potential Self

Everyone living person should have the freedom to become anyone they wish, to see the good and power that encompasses their being and know all that they are truly capable of.  They should be given the opportunity to become their potential selves.  This is the very core of being alive.

This morning I met Jesse.  Would Jesse still be his potential self if he had not been paralyzed by an act of hate? Read more…

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