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A place of awareness
Meeting the fear
Meeting the fear
Mari ChinJune 1, 2018
The seasons
The seasons
Mari ChinMay 18, 2018
Walking the way
Walking the way
Mari ChinMay 13, 2018
The messy days
The messy days
Mari ChinMay 4, 2018
The Ego
The Ego
Mari ChinApril 26, 2018
Meet yourself where you are
Meet yourself where you are
Mari ChinApril 19, 2018
What do you want?
What do you want?
Mari ChinApril 5, 2018
The in-between state
The in-between state
Mari ChinMarch 29, 2018
"I come as one, but I stand as 10,000"
"I come as one, but I stand as 10,000"
Mari ChinMarch 22, 2018
Redefine Success
Redefine Success
Mari ChinMarch 15, 2018
How can I serve?
How can I serve?
Mari ChinMarch 8, 2018
What's trying to happen here?
What's trying to happen here?
Mari ChinOctober 24, 2017
The circle of emotions
The circle of emotions
Mari ChinOctober 14, 2017
Hold that center
Hold that center
Mari ChinSeptember 26, 2017
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It seems to me that in the pursuit for answers, we loose touch of the question. Let the question be your compass, allow yourself to be open by its possibilites. What’s wrong with not knowing? What is the problem with waiting a bit more and being still? Asking? Listening? Don’t rush to the answers, there’s something really precious we can find on the way when we let ourselves to be fully in the place that holds the unknown.
The Raincoat by Ada Limón When the doctor suggested surgery and a brace for all my youngest years, my parents scrambled to take me to massage therapy, deep tissue work, osteopathy, and soon my crooked spine unspooled a bit, I could breathe again, and move more in a body unclouded by pain. My mom would tell me to sing songs to her the whole forty-five minute drive to Middle Two Rock Road and forty- five minutes back from physical therapy. She’d say, even my voice sounded unfettered by my spine afterward. So I sang and sang, because I thought she liked it. I never asked her what she gave up to drive me, or how her day was before this chore. Today, at her age, I was driving myself home from yet another spine appointment, singing along to some maudlin but solid song on the radio, and I saw a mom take her raincoat off and give it to her young daughter when a storm took over the afternoon. My god, I thought, my whole life I’ve been under her raincoat thinking it was somehow a marvel that I never got wet. . Mãe, obrigada por ser meu casaco para que eu possa ser o casaco da Gala. Obrigada tantas vezes ser meu chão e minhas asas. Meu lugar no mundo. Te amo!
"What you are here to reclaim, you had it once.  Do you know that?  You are seeking and searching for what that special something is.  You had it.  You had it as a child who knew its might, who had wonder and grace and presence and beauty and worth and significance. That child who was able to stop by every leaf, every petal, and stare at it with rapt attention full of monk-like present moment awareness.  You were that child." Dr. Shefali Tsabary
This year’s mantra or maybe a forever mantra: I HAVE IN ME EVERYTHING I NEED AND THAT’S ENOUGH.

 

 

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