Day 31 Entry

In my morning sit today, I reflected on my older rites—the ones I used to soothe myself. It feels like they kept me physically alive at the time, but also kept me tied to an outdated rhythm. I was trying to hold on to my old self while moving forward on all other levels of my life. No wonder it felt so strange to plug at that level again. I can’t say anything was lost—it’s just that evolution has its own direction.

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Once my body catches up to what my mind already knows exists for us, it will feel like entering a new atmosphere altogether. It’s actually more like returning to that atmosphere, because we have already been here before.

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That place I’m talking about has you breathing in a different kind of air. Scarcity doesn’t exist there. The little self cannot remain in its fragile structure, degrading on outdated habits. The dynamically larger soul would simply obliterate that entity in pieces—with truths so profound, you’d never see life the same way again.

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And so the reason is simple: your physical structure is going through a metamorphosis. You won’t be the same as when you started. You’ll actually be more yourself—vividly, unwaveringly—because you’ll have moved through all the layers of conditioning that kept you operating at fractions of your real capability.

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We learned meditation cannot be forced. You can sit for hours, but if you already ascended, you don’t want to fight your way back to the ground. The way of the grounded is to live. There’s no religion here—we simply inhabit the moment with stillness as our wing.

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I sat again after my session at the spa. When I got back home, I already felt my nervous system had gotten its much-needed rest from the work, and now it manifested in a spirit of calm readiness.

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Day 31 feels like the moment my body finally started believing what my mind always knew: that I was built for this rise.