the second night and it’s a lot more tiring than you would think, waking up so early and then sitting for so long, I realise how restless I can be and that the biggest obstacle would be the boredom, doing the same thing each day over and over again, and not going out with friends and family though its good being around so many people and yet still able to have time on your own though unusual to be, no talking with so many people around, and only hearing the monks voice among over sixty people in one room.
“There is no trouble only which arises in your mind”
“Desire is a bottomless pit”
In the Garden of Solitude
T he stillness where shadows whisper, I wander the garden of my solitude, Amongst the withered petals of hope, Fear blooms like a nig...
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good days and bad, waves of emotions blending into each other, fueled by loneliness, caffeine, stress, worry and overthinking, trying to f...
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T he stillness where shadows whisper, I wander the garden of my solitude, Amongst the withered petals of hope, Fear blooms like a nig... -
There are so many addictions out there, but why??? I think primarily it has to do with peoples inability to enjoy the silence of the present...
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