Breathing in the presence of sorrow

Sometimes you just got to allow a moments weakness, a moment of doubt to enter you. Otherwise we are pretty much like a corsette tied to tight to breathe proper.

And to breathe proper is to feel proper.

And like breathing we need to inhale all of it. Take a deep breath and let all emotions gather together. Only then will a fuller picture reveal itself.

Thoughts and feelings are often seen as singular entities but in fact, they are very much codependant on each other.

So when you take this moment to let go of your mental prison. And by allowing yourself this one deep breath full with meaning and emotion you can find beauty and strength in the experience and memories therein.

Ready for a deep breath? Here's how:

Inhale and as you do so let the first deepest emotions consume you, sorrow and pain. As your lungs expand you start to allow more profound thoughts binding them together. At the apex of the breathe you embrace the memories, close your eyes and see all the beutiful things about them. As you start to exhale it's almost as if the memory itself fades. But it doesn't. Open your eyes, and as you do so allow yourself to breathe out the negative and feel it leave your body. When the last air leaves your lungs, throw away your fears.

But don't linger.

One breath is enough. When you come down from it fully you'll know what you have to do.

Reherse this technique. Use the mental imagery provided. Feel free to modify it to suit your needs. The structure is inspired from mentalism. It might not be the optimal way but I believe it can be really helpful when you have thoughts that must be put to rest to avoid feeling the need to crawl up a wall or under a rock. At least that is why I designed it.

Signed, Mireneye

Transcend through co-existence

When I had nothing to give but myself only then did I find an incredible force to evolve, to repurpose who I am.

By deepening the understanding of my drives and the drives of those close to me, I've grown closer to everything. 

To say that friends and love and intimacy changes me is to undervalue what is actually going on. What is going on is not about change or the will to change. But an interaction of co-existance. It's like I'm shaping myself by allowing myself to be fully integrated with the people around me.

It's about rediscovering memories I never had. 

See every time we look back at ourselves and our adventure we can choose in what light we percieve. And through our minds eye we reshape the past.

The past is like a reflection of our now. It's affecting our core values and beliefs at every step we take. Because every step we leave behind is just that.

A memory.

A memory left in the earth where we walk. A memory left in the wind which graced our skin. A memory that will never be the same again.

That's how frail things are. But that is also the beauty of it. That is a maelstrom from which we derive conclusive evidence of who we are and what we are here to do.

Recently I've been in the company of people who make me truly transcend. People who have shared with me so many memories that otherwise would never have been mine.

This is me leaving a memory for them to say that I love you. 

Being homeless is the best thing in the world, & here is why!

For someone like me, it's been quite a journey going from somebody with a lot of security to somebody with bar none. But it's the best thing in the world and I'll tell you why.

One reason is my newfound appreciation of life.

From appreciating the helping hands of family and friends to something as simple as appreciating the smile of a stranger. Or wind rustling leaves, leaving me smiling in a storm of dust.

I learnt to fully appreciate that a good life doesn't need a lot of things. As long as you have good friends and family.

Allow me to clarify. I mean no disrespect to people who are genuinely homeless. Those I have the greatest respect for, especially now that I've gone through an episode in life of loosing track of everything, money, home & job. I can only hope these people have their own ways to find solace.

The second reason is humbling.

When I fell from my peak in life, only then did I realize how hard it can be to ask for help. I didn't find help in abundance, but somehow I made it out. I've come out humble and thankful. This is truly a testament to the quote form the japanese movie Casshern that "Existence is to be shared" and that "We are not here to simply exist, but to find the strength to co-exist". I just happen to be on the other end of the spectrum. I'm the recieving end. A very unusual place having basically grown up living on the giving end.

Which brings me to my next reason.

Realizing that giving never stops. If you have nothing you can simply give of yourself. And that my friends is perhaps the most profound and pure way to give. Offering to help with services, offering your piece of mind. Sharing emotive experiences with people.

I grew closer to A LOT of people, in part because suddenly all I had to give... was myself.

And I have rarely if ever been so happy, never before has the common quote "Less is more" rung more true.

Last but all important.

Starting out at zero with my own life has given me a lot of time to reinvent myself. Who do I want to be within a year or two? which people do I want in my life and so on and so fourth.

The amount of freedom I have at the moment is insane. I can practically wake up to a situation in such utter chaos that anything I want to become is at my doorstep. I just need to reach into the furthest crevice baring the manifestation I crave and take a hold of it and nurture it with holistic intent.

I am.

And I aim to become so much more.

Join me on the next journey. I'm sure it will be marvelous!

Signed, Mireneye