Ana Forrest's Book Rocks

Have you ever done a Death Meditation before? Most likely not unless you've taken her teacher trainings or are reading the book. At first it might read morbid or scary, but fear not. And that's exactly the point.

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This type of meditation comes to you when you need it, as it did me. It's really ironic, as it's actually a way of deciding what you're living for. I wanted to refocus on why I am here. That is actually the point, isn't it?!

The meditation took me to realize that I need to get back on track with my sva-dharma (path). Not the small one, that can take me within my limits for a day. That one I'm friends with. It's the other one, the life-long path, the one I'm here for. That's the one I need(ed) a little work on. And yes I'm ending many a sentence with a preposition. Ahh literary Freedom! Gotta love it.

The path...it's basically the same as the title of this blog. My truth.

I'm here to give of myself. Hands-on. Teaching yoga is one way. What is the other? Perhaps personal training? Chiropractor? Perhaps mentally through being a psychologist (yes it took me 3 times to spell that correctly)? Social worker? I don't know, but it does have to do with Duke, probably Duke Integrative Medicine. So that's pretty cool, and 2.5 hours away. Not a far climb for your spirit's duty on this earth. In this lifetime. Shoot, it's taken me how many lifetimes to even get this far? I don't know, I'm only human. My Self knows though. Perhaps if I meditate long enough it'll tell me. Who cares?! I bet it'll say as long as anything existed, or even before. Before a thought was a thought, before the physical. We were all one spirit.

Well there's my answer.

Love to the world!

Let's DO this.

Thanks for the eye-opening meditation Ana. I know I will never forget this. And I hate to use the word never. And the word hate.

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