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You and the Garden You are not the mind, you are the one using it and the one who visits it. The mind is both a tool and a place; it’s your sharpest weapon and your most beautiful garden. But you’re above the mind. You are that thing that is experiencing all that is sorrowful and all that is beautiful, the one who has witnessed all the highs and all the dawns. The subjective experience perceiving the colors, the sounds, the smells, the tastes and the touches; the one observing the thoughts. ...

Face the darkness, do not flee; Meet these creatures daunting and glooming gaze. Soldier through with discipline, endure the attack with strength; Carry on, because through this hell, you will find your grail. Keep moving despite your restless mind. And If pain and fear for a moment pin you down, let these words awaken you, and rise once more into the fight. Don’t let them numb you, don’t let them tempt you with shiny things; These daemons are deceptive, they will lure you, they will try to break you apart. ...

I’m leaving the corporate world. After almost a decade on this tiny prison-island and as I crossed what looked like the widest river of doubt - with its strong currents that made my soul hesitate and vacillate for so long - I’m finally able to reach the other side. I’m burning the boat, there is no going back. A mysterious jungle lies in front of me, full of perils and unknowns. I carry with me enough supplies to survive for a long time, if careful and frugal, but at some point they will inevitably run out. Supplies obtained through a lot of suffering and despair, in that horrible place. ...