The art of letting go,
how good it feels when you do,
how confident it makes you feel,
knowing that it is a skill you can develop,
a healthy state you can get addicted to,
knowing you are heading towards a place,
where you do not depend on anyone..
Perhaps an empty place?
A small sacrifice of a fantasy for peace in reality.
Personal reflections, random thoughts, mostly but not exclusively and unintentionally related to Buddhism and the spiritual path. More specifically, a lot of what is written here is influenced by my practice of Vipassana meditation as taught by S.N. Goenka.
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