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Meditation #9

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Updated: Oct 24, 2024



As I sit in padmasana across from her, I can hear the oscillating breeze lick the bonsai trees outside the kitchen window.


“I am light. I am love. I am enough,” she murmurs, as the orange tabby cat approaches, picks her up in its mouth, and slinks towards the litterbox. Now, only the sound of one toy’s japa.

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