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Beshara SEA’s 9-day Fusus Study

From my heart to yours: you are invited.

Beshara SEA 9-day Fusus Study Course 2017 (blue)
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Let yourself be the dance of nature

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The tree just stood there, awesome and strong as he was. He was quiet though. How curious. Why did he want me here if he had nothing to say? The previous night I had felt his vast-reaching presence and I was drawn to return.

So I did. Deep in the night. During these powerful moments before the dawn, with the moon finding her subtle way to shower her Light over me. But the tree was quiet. He was breathing slow and deep. His chest barely moving.

Go deeper within, he whispered. Be more silent. Be ever still. Relax. I concured, allowing him to guide me. My whole being reposed, planting its root solidly in Mother Earth. The night grew darker, and the tree even quieter. I did not know it was even possible.

From the kernel of such solemn quietude, the tree transformed himself before me, as if he was breathing out, or blooming. Continue reading

[dis]honesty

“Honesty.” The word was offered by a friend as a topic for a blog post. I sat with it almost the whole day today. What I realised is that I know very little of what it means. What kept coming up were two words: Truth, and Heart.

How interesting.

To many, myself included, being honest means to not lie. To say what we think — never mind the consequences, or whether it is hurting those around us or even ourselves.

But is that what honesty really means? Or is there more to it than just saying bluntly what’s on top of our mind, or gut? Is what we feel really what we feel or is it only what we think we feel? If it is not, are we then still expressing honesty? Is there any difference between blurting out our pain body and honesty? Are you with me on this?
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Stirred up

It was an odd feeling coming home to this city after being away for a short while. Come to think of it, that oddness started to show itself from the moment I left where I was to fly back to this city I called home for the time being. The overheard comments people made about the citizen as I was queuing at the airport, the incidents in the flight, the chaotic feeling in the airport, and the traffic on the way home.

It was not only about the surrounding. It was also about what was going on inside.

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