What do we human beings often forget in the noise of daily life? Connect back into the real pulse, that when we listen is pointing us toward: the inner compass, the discipline of awareness, the responsibility to keep the inner channels clear so that outer action becomes clean, compassionate, and purposeful.
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The “crossing” and the inner assignment
In many Buddha Dharma traditions, the understanding of a crossing is a metaphor for waking up to the fact that life isn’t random. It’s a journey that asks for participation. Not passive drifting, but conscious awareness. Are you awake to why you’re here, or have you let the world lull you into forgetting?
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“Winning inside”
This isn’t about ego or conquest. It’s about mastering the inner terrain—fear, confusion, anger, inertia—so that the outer world doesn’t dictate your state. Liberation begins in the mind before it manifests in behaviour.
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🕉️ Manjushri and the Deathless State
Manjushri represents cutting through delusion with clarity. The “deathless state” isn’t immortality; it’s the recognition that awareness itself isn’t bound by the rise and fall of conditions. Deeply inner listen to where you are being pointed toward, beyond the noise. Connect to the courage, seize that clarity, not as an escape but as a foundation for service.
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🌍 Chakras, earth, and social service
The following metaphor lands beautifully: of cleaning the channels—inner and outer. When people clear their own “plumbing,” they naturally become better stewards of the world around them. Inner purification and outer service aren’t separate paths; they reinforce each other.
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💗 Altruism as a face you wear
Ask yourself whether you are a face of altruism—in intent and action—helping others to overcome their inner foes. A powerful framing-training to cultivate in one’s heartmind. Altruism isn’t just kindness; it’s a form of leadership. It’s modelling clarity, compassion, and courage so others can find those qualities in themselves.
There are no extras here. It is up to each of us to keep the conversation alive: What does altruism look like to you when it’s lived, not just spoken?
Where the Stillness Speaks
Walking through a morning of silver and gold,
Where the hush of the world felt ancient and old.
The wind had a question it whispered through the trees:
“Are you who you were, or who you’re trying to be?”
Pausing on the path where the heart meets the mind,
Where the echoes of choices trail softly behind.
Each step was a mirror, each breath was a clue,
Revealing the old self outgrown as one grew.
The river beside kept murmuring low, “
Let go of the weight you no longer must tow.”
Its ripples were lessons in shimmering light—
Release what is heavy, and rise into insight.
A bird on a branch sang a tune without fear,
A melody shaped by the sky it held dear.
It taught me that freedom is rarely a flight,
But the courage to sing when the world isn’t right.
And somewhere between the earth and the air,
I found a small truth resting quiet and bare:
The journey is inward, the compass is too,
And the path becomes clear when the heart becomes true.
So I walked on again with a gentler pace,
More rooted in presence, more open to grace.
For the stillness had spoken, and now I could see
That the world only changes by changing in no-me.
IN THE INTERESTS OF TRUE EMPATHY! 