Day 130 – ‘Belly Breathing’ is a nice training tool to Breathe with the Physical.

I see/realize/ and understand, breathing each breath must be done effectively, otherwise the mind and its elements will take over, things like thoughts/emotions/feelings, can easily creep in. I have been living a very limited life just inside the head, while totally disregarding the body. So I am investigating a new tool, Belly Breathing to assist me as a training tool till it become normal to fully breathe upto the stomach.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that breathing each breathe effectively is a decision I must make and live it. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that I must decide to Breathe each breath effectively. Allowing even one to miss will let the mind arise up with its elements. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I must breathe each breath to the max, to the fullest.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, utilizing a technique like belly breathing is effective, in which I allow myself to breathe each breath upto the stomach. in this I forgive me for not realizing, as I belly breathe, I am with the breath and the body, my awareness is in the body, and breath. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that belly breathing is a decision I must make and live it as each breath. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself not realize, belly breathing is not an act of breathing as in performance, rather, it is to BE with the body-awareness and breath-awareness simultaneously.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, BEEN with the breath, is different from other forms of ‘spiritual breathing’ methods where the goal is to attain a higher self thru breath.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, belly breathing is a tool simply to support me till it becomes natural for me to breathe upto the stomach, while been aware of the body/breath at the same time.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, so-called Pranayamas have one goal is common, that is to attain a higher spiritual self, as done by Yogic masters of the east.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, any breathing technique is just that a technique to assist and support me to Be here as physical simply utilizing the breath as a support point. However it is not to ‘use’ the breath to attain a great higher spiritual self, as in higher attainment promoted by the spiritual industry.  

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, belly breathing has a physical conformation point, the expansion of the stomach, which I can have a physical sensation/awareness of. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, belly breathing is not an exercise, nor a regulated spiritual activity, it is simply a normal simple application of breathing till the breath expand the stomach. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear that belly breathing is a borderline quasi spiritual activity, and therefore reject its effectiveness to support me in training to breathe with the physical. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, it is not the tool that determines who I am, therefore I see/realize/understand whatever tool that assist me in breathing with the physical is cool, as who I am is not defined by belly breathing tool/technique. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear been seen as a ‘spiritual practitioner’ for utilizing the belly breathing tool, not realizing it is simply a tool to train me to breathe with the physical awareness. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, simply been aware of the expansion and contraction of stomach is what belly breathing is ALL about. in this I forgive me for not realizing that been aware of the body/breath is a great assistance to BE here within each breath.

I am here. I breathe. I am with my body/physical here. I am here as my physical, as breath.

When and as I see myself ‘lost and unaware’, I simply return to belly breathing to assist and support myself to BE HERE as physical. I see/realize/understand, I can greatly support myself to remain here as breath/physical by applying belly breathing as a training tool.

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Day 129 – Free Self-Realization: Breathing and Typing words with Awareness.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, a breath is a gift of life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, a breath is life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, a breath is my reference point to this physical reality, existence.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, to dismiss a breath, to neglect a breath, to be unaware of a breath, is really unfortunately.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my equality and oneness with reality here is not possible without breathing each breath with awareness.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, breathing with awareness brings me to Here. I am here with breath/breathing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, not breathing with awareness opens the door for mind-activities of illusionary nature.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, not breathing limits me to the mind where I get lost in thoughts, emotions, and feelings.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realizing, there is hidden dismissive attitude within me towards breathing, believing, oh well come’on what this one simple breath can do.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to dismiss the idea of breathing with awareness, believing it to be a stupid, dumb, non-intellectual, unscientific nonsense thing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to subtly refuse to apply breathing with awareness for every breath, thinking/believing that all solutions are within the mind, and not within the breath.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to dismiss breathing as an all in all solution, because it is too simple of a solution.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to want, desire, seek complicated solutions while dismissing the simplest of solution: breathing, to be a dumb ass solution.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, it is in the tiniest building block, life is build upon, and breath is that tinny building block.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, a lifetime is build by step by step, block by block, breath by breath. It is simple to see what I accumulate breath by breath will turn into a mountain over time.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, in breathing each breath with awareness, I don’t accumulate any mind bullshit like thoughts, emotions, and feelings and their consequences.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, what I accept and allow within each breath will manifest their consequence sooner or later.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, in breathing with awareness, I am here each breath, and not compounding energy within me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, each breath is life, therefore I see/realize/understand that I must direct myself to breathe with awareness and give myself the gift of life here.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, even to type the keys on this keyboard, I need to breathe each breath with awareness, otherwise mind wonders, and I end up mistyping.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, even hitting the keys without full awareness of it can lead to mistyping.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed to just ‘automatically’ type the keys, which is bit going on the lazy side where I relinquish awareness and just type away like a trained robot.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not be aware each touch of the key as I type, instead just robotically type away.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not be aware of the keys of the keyboard, as my fingers touch them, instead just flow with a robotic-like typing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, it is not the speed of typing that matters but typing with awareness, as I hit each key. in this I see/realize/understand that typing with awareness is only possible when breathing with awareness. As I breathe, I type.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I must type fast and quick, not realizing, awareness of each touch matters more than the fastness, which is mind’s desire for racing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to blindly type away like a master at keyboard, with utter un-awareness. I don’t even remember typing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, ‘automated/robotic’ typing is cool, but typing with awareness of each key is way cooler.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that typing is not a racing job, I am here, typing each word, each letter, therefore I see that I must be aware of the touch of each key, as I type. Automated behaviour is uncool, so I see/realize/understand that I must direct myself to type slowly, as I breathe, and be aware of each breath/key as I write/type.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, mindless, automated, fast typing is just that fast and robotic, which is highly valued but without awareness it lacks the possibility to bring me Here. in this I forgive me for not seen that even typing on the keyboard is a chance for me to birth me as Life, slowly but surely. As it requires me to be here, with each keystroke, each word, with awareness I must type way. Not the good old racing with the keys on the keyboard.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that I am not here with the keyboard as I type, hence making many mistakes, and having to redo them, all because I want to race, instead of breathing, and been aware as I touch each key on the board. perhaps a bit slow, but I am typing with the speed of existence/breathing which allows me to be Here.

In this, I see/realize/understand, breathing is the key to life. Even to do simple things like typing, I realize I must direct myself to breathe, and be aware of the touches, each touch of the key, transforming typing into self-realization.

I commit myself to breathe each breath with awareness.

I commit myself to not to dismiss typing as not supportive.

I commit myself to be aware as I touch each key on the keyboard, I am here, with the board, with the keys, with the words, as I type them out.

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Day 128 – Appreciate cells, skin, bones, blood, brain, enzymes, internal organs by Breathing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to neglect my body because apparently my body is mine, my possession.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to ignore to care and maintain the well-being of my body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not treat my body with respect and carefulness.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to treat my body as a car that I ride around having fun through out my life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to treat my body as a vehicle within which I exit to party and have a good time, while never considering the well-being of the vehicle.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to use my body for fun times while not considering the appreciation and respect that I must show my body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my body is not an entertainment sack for me while I last.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my body is not a toolbox with a dick and tongue to have sex while I last.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to treat my body as a thing to entertain myself with, while never considering the well-being of the body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, there is me, there is my mind, and there is my body, the 3 parts of ‘me’.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my body’s sole purpose is to fuck and have ample sex while I last.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my dick is a tool which I can use to fuck without any consideration, respect and care for my body parts, organs etc. Just use them for fun, thrill and ignore them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, every cell of my body is here supporting and assisting me to exist in this physical reality so that I can birth myself as life through the physical. in this I forgive me for not respecting and honouring the gift the body is giving me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to use my body as a sack for entertainment, eat, fuck, shit, sleep and fuck, just use it as much as I can without any consideration and honour for the body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that billions of cells are in my body, the blood, the tissues, the muscles, the bones, the brain, the enzymes, the interactions between them, the lungs, the organs, the skin, the penis, the tummy, the digestive process, the anus, the eyes, the nose, mouth, teeth, and all that didn’t come together manifesting this body, so that I can just fuck, eat, shit and sleep through out my life without ever honouring and considering this body. Where is my appreciation to my body?

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, this body, my body is standing here, is a miracle indeed, and its allowing me to LIVE, and be an effective functional human being, within this I forgive me for not appreciating my body, instead use it like a car till it die.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the blood that flows within is an amazing mystery, which allows the nourishment of each cell of the body, within this I forgive me for not appreciating the blood flow within my body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not appreciate the digestive process within my body which allows me to eat food for the nourishment of my body and allows me to shit everyday.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to not realize my body parts, each and every cell is working together for me to LIVE here, in this I forgive me for not appreciating and respecting my body instead use it like a toolbox for sex.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not appreciate my penis which allows me to pee and engage in intercourse, in this I forgive me for using my penis like a tool for my pleasures without any sense of appreciation.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize my anus allows me to shit whose function I have not appreciated instead see it as a thing to use for my comfort.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize my legs, arms are not just here to serve me the master, no, within this I forgive me for seen my legs and hands as tools to be used, instead of honouring and respecting the gift they give me, to walk, to stand, to touch, to carry, to do some many things with my hands and legs, yet where is the appreciation?

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to take my brain for granted, not realizing its magical functions allow me to be here, within this I forgive me for not appreciating my brain, my head, my skull, the functioning of my brain.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not appreciate my skin, its function and role to assist and support to be here, to live, to be protected and yet where is the appreciation?

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize my bones are here to support and assist me, yet where is the appreciation? within this i forgive me for not appreciating my bones for the support and assistance they give, allowing me to be here.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my mouth, teeth, tongue are here to support and assist me with eating, talking, etc, yet where is the appreciation? within this I forgive me for taking things for granted, taking my mouth, teeth, tongue for granted.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize without my fingers I cannot do so many things, I see/realize they allow me to be here, yet where is the appreciation? within this I forgive me for not appreciating my fingers, my toes etc.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, without my eyes, and eyesight, I cannot SEE, I will have to live in blindness, within this I forgive me for not appreciating my eyes, and eyesight. They allow me to be here.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize my ears allow me to hear, listen, and enjoy so many sounds in this existence, yet where is the appreciation? within this I forgive me for not appreciating my ears and the support and assistance they give me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize my internal organs allow me to be here, they function together so I can be alive, live, within this I Forgive me for not appreciating my internal organs.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I cannot live without the support and assistance I receive from my bodily liquids and enzymes. within this I forgive me for not appreciating my enzymes and bodily liquids.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to dishonour, disrespect and neglect my body considering it to be an entertainment sack.

I see/realize/understand, my entire attention is going towards the MIND, for its needs, its thoughts, emotions, and feelings, all that mind stuff gets all my attention, while the body ‘starves’ for my attention, until of course a disease manifest.

I see/realize/understand, the 3 parts of me: The mind, the body, and the Me (beingness of me, the thing I call me). Of the three, only the MIND gets 99% of the attention, while the body and Me (the beingness of me) starves.

Within this I see/realize/understand, breathing with awareness is the KEY to bring equal attention to body, mind and ME. As I breathe, body gets attention, being-ness get attention, and the mind is at a state of awareness (not lost in thoughts, emotions and feelings).

In this I see/realize/understand, breathing each breathe with awareness is my appreciation to my body, otherwise the body is neglected and the mind suck in all my attention, while the ‘me’ get suppressed/depressed. Hence the meaning of depression, not breathing each breath with awareness.

I commit myself to show my appreciation to every part and cell of my body by breathing each breath with awareness.

I commit myself to pay attention to my Being-ness by breathing each breath with awareness.

I commit myself to care for my mind equally by breathing each breath with awareness.

I commit myself to care for the three parts of me, equally simply by breathing each breath with awareness.

I see/realize/understand I have for decades gave all my attention to my mind, and entirely ignored ME and my body. Time to stop. I direct myself and commit myself to breathe each breath with awareness.

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Day 127 – Life is only Here as Breath. Memory is snapshots, not real.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to like and enjoy bringing past shit about other people so that I can punish them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to enjoy bringing the past shit about people so that I can tell them how bad they are.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to enjoy reminding people how bad they were in the past, just in case if they forgot about it.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to like to remind others about their past mistakes just in case if they had forgotten about it.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to remind people that their past is not so beautiful.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to hold onto memories about others so that I can recall them as weapons of revenge when and as needed.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself believe that memories about others will protect me from getting hurt again.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I must hold onto all past memories about others just in case I need to use them as weapons of revenge.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to hold others and myself in the prison of my memories.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to hold myself a prison within my own memories.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to confine myself to memories of the past and live according to them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to limit myself to the memories of my past.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to lock people in within my memories and never see them as if it is for the first time.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to see/judge others through the lens of my memories.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe once a person enters my memories as a prisoner, he/she is given a life-term, no freedom from my judgement at all.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that once a person gets a label as good/bad/mean/cheap/angry etc, such labels will stay within me as memories about them for life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to live only as suggested by my memories.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear stepping outside the memory box, within this I forgive me for believing that life exist within memories.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I must listen to what my memories have to say, so that I can make the right decisions about future etc, in this I forgive me for not realizing that future is not a result of past memories.

I Forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, memories are just snapshots of present moments that are gone by. A breath ago is a memory now, yet what remain here is this very breath.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, memories are tools of revenge, more likely weapons of revenge.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, memories really have no purpose other than practical tips like recalling my home address etc.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that living my life through memories is like living in an imaginary fish tank with imaginary fishes and imaginary water with imaginary hide and seek places, an illusionary world of its own filled with secrets, desires, wants, fears, details, angers etc.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that living through the past memories is like asking self to be in prison because of the fear of present moment as breath.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear the present moment, and therefore seek refuge in the past memories.

I Forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to escape from the present moment by traversing in the past memories.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to seek comfort and solace in the past as memories within the belief that past is my defence.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, life doesn’t exist in the past memories, LIFE is only HERE as present moment of breath.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize memories don’t exist in the breath here, as memories only exist in the mind.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize breaths don’t have memories, only myself as a mind carry memories within me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, living as memories is zombi-like living.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize living as memories is like living inside a photo album, all wrapped in the past pictures, a world of its own.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, a thought in the mind is a doorway to past memories or future yet-to-come-memories, only breath here is life/living.

I Forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, breathing is the key to life.

I Forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that living in the past memories is an addiction.

When and as I see myself drifting into the world of memories, I STOP, I breathe. No matter how awesome, ugly, bad, beautiful, nasty, mean, sad, horny, hot, sexy, wild, sweet, depressive, fearful, hurtful, or happy the past memory is, I see/realize/understand, memories are not real, they are just past photos from a mental photo album. A frozen snapshot not real just a picture.

When and as I see myself recalling past as tools of revenge, I Stop, I breathe, realizing that recalling the past about others is a nasty deliberate act to keep them stuck in their past patterns. So that they will always be the same, and tactically implying that I can be the same too, no change is needed.

I see/realize/understand living through the memories is a curse done by the self, for the self. No more.

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Day 126 – Cranky child character

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be cranky, irritable, and short tempered.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to let crankiness direct me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that ‘lack of sleep’ can make me cranky, irritable, and short tempered.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to see myself as someone who can easily get cranky.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be cranky so easily and let that rule/ruin my day.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that lack of sleep will make me cranky and that is how I am.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that by birth it is my nature to be cranky when I lack sleep.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to blame anyone and anything when I experience crankiness.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I have the divine right to get angry at people when I am experiencing so-called crankiness.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to get cranky when others around me are cranky within the belief if others are not happy around me, then, I too should be cranky and irritable just like them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to copy the cranky, irritable, short tempered behavior patterns from others, and hold onto such memories within me as my life manual to live by.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think and believe that I cannot change my cranky nature apparently because that is how I am born and that is how my father is, so it is in the very DNA code, therefore I forgive me for believing that like a birthmark, my cranky, irritable, short tempered nature is here for good.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my mind’s nature as written in stone, meaning I cannot change my cranky nature.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that from birth I have been a cranky child as suggested by my early childhood photos.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that since birth I have been a moody, cranky, irritable, short tempered child, whose nature even god cannot change.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe, think and write-in-stone that my very cranky nature is unchangeable, it is how I was born.

I Forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I am unusually more cranky than the average human.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge my childhood photos as ‘too cranky looking’ and within that believe that I have been cranky since the day 1 of my life, as far as I can remember.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear been punished whenever I am in that state of crankiness believing that others will not like cranky people.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself let emotions possess me during cranky moments and within that I forgive myself to see the world as a hateful place where everyone is looking to attack me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear been attacked when I am cranky because I believe that society likes normal people not cranky people.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to hold onto memories where my father would punish me for been cranky.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to hold onto memories where I would hide away in fear of facing my father believing that he will punish me upon seen me cranky.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear been ill treated by people because apparently I believe they see me as a punishable child for been cranky.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear the world when I am in that cranky state because I believe they will punish me as my early childhood memories suggest.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to hold onto memories where I was verbally abused for been cranky, within this I forgive me for believing if I am not a happy go lucky smiling child, then the world will punish me and/or hate me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I must be a happy child, otherwise I will receive my father’s verbal wrath for been a cranky child.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear facing my parents within the believe that they see me as a cranky child.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I have failed in life in some ways, because I could never make my parents happy, as in their eyes I am/was always a cranky child, within this I forgive myself for desiring to be seen as a happy go lucky child, and therefore to be liked and loved by them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to desire to be liked by my parents, within this I forgive myself for valuing my every existence based on how much others like me or not.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear been at the receiving end of my parent’s anger, simply because they saw me as cranky, within this I forgive myself for believing that I cannot escape the so-called cranky nature of me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I am eternally cursed because I cannot be a happy child, as I am always a cranky child.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe/think and embrace the idea that I am a cranky child, without ever investigating anything at all about it.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the idea of crankiness is something I copied/believed and accepted as myself and lived it as myself.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to copy the behavior pattern of crankiness into my flesh and living it through out my life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that the so-called cranky nature is a character that I have been automatically wearing through out my life without ever questioning it all.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that god created me cranky and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it, and my parents think so too.

I forgive myself that I accepted and allowed myself to believe that since conception I have been a cranky human being without any hope of ending the character of cranky child.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to blame nearly anyone and anything for my cranky nature, but without ever taking responsibility to end this character within me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that life is undefinable, therefore it is upto me to define it by what I accept and allow within each moment of breath.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, life exist within a moment of breath, therefore the question is: am I cranky within one moment of breath? if so, can I stop it as breath/breathing as physical here just for one moment of breath?

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that changing the very nature of me is only possible within each moment of breath, there is no other magic.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, it is what I accept and allow within each moment of breath defines who I am as life. Am I cranky or not is determined by what I accept and allow within this moment of breath.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my personality disposition is similar to someone who is constantly cranky or irritable or in short temper.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I am a social misfit, an outcast, an outsider because I have been cranky for most of my days, and it is how I am.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that the world hates cranky people, and therefore I am hate-able by default.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my very ‘vibration’ is cranky therefore within this I forgive myself to believe that people from afar will pick up my ‘vibration’ as a cranky child.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my ‘frequency’ is cranky therefore people from afar will pick it up that I am a cranky child.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my very ‘aura’ is cranky, hence I think that people will pick it up very subtly that I am a cranky child.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that my very resonance is cranky, irritable and therefore believe that people will pick it up resonantly that I am a cranky child.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that within each cell of my body I emit cranky energy hence people from afar will pick it up and see me as a cranky child.

I Forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that overall I am just a cranky child, and that is how God made me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I have copied such behaviors within me into my flesh without ever asking any questions about such patterns.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that so-called personal disposition is something I accept and allow within each moment of breath/breathing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to desire to be the happy go lucky clown character so that many will like me including my parents.

I Forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, it is what I accept and allow within each moment of breath/breathing determines who I am.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, breathing/breath/breathe is the key to life here, where no crankiness, moodiness, irritability is possible, within this I forgive me for not realizing, it is my self-responsibility to remain here as breath/breathing in each moment.

I see/realize/understand, I cannot change what or how others perceive me. I see/realize/understand, that crankiness is an emotional state that demands feeding through blame, anger, irritability and short temper, therefore I see/realize/understand the solution is simply breathing, here, as breath/physical without giving into the mind and its energy demands.

I see/realize/understand that I was not born cranky, nobody is, and the so-called God didn’t make me cranky, it is I who accepted and allowed such ideas within each moment of breath, therefore I see/realize/understand, it is my self-responsibility to stop and breathe. The cranky child character stops within me, breath-by-breath, moment by moment.

When and as I justify my crankiness on lack of sleep or tiredness, I simply stop, I breathe, I see/realize/understand that crankiness must not be justified, instead it must be STOPPED. Therefore when and as I see myself as cranky, irritable, or short tempered, I simply stop it and I direct myself to breathe.

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Day 125 – Abandoned child character.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I am not here, not breathing, instead wanting energy feedings all the time.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to always look for some feeding to satisfy my mind, to feel good, to feel great.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, in every interaction I am looking for some energy feeding from others.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to disappear from social gatherings when and as I see/realize that there is no energy feedings for me. Once there is no energy for me in the form of attention or conversations, I forgive me for simply vanishing from the social scene believing that nobody wants me or nobody likes me etc. in this I forgive me for thinking and believing that everyone is just leaving me out.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, it’s not all about me, the world doesn’t go around me, I am not the center of the universe, in fact, I am my own center as breath/breathe/physical.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, its not all about my energy feedings, I can breathe here, I can relax, and be here as a physical being.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to panic, shake and experience fear, when there is no energy experiences for me to feed on in the form of attention.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to experience tension, nervousness, anxiety when I see/realize that others are ignoring me, or leaving me out, within this I forgive me for holding onto memories when as a child I felt left alone or left behind by my mother, I let go off this memories, I let go of the fear of been left alone, left behind by others.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear been left behind by others as my memory suggest from the way past, in this I forgive me for holding onto memories where my mother left me behind, or left me alone.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to experience energetic unease, frustration, anger, rage when I see/believe that others are leaving me behind, ignoring me, or not paying me attention, within in this I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that others must be with me all the time and pay attention to me all the time.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself not realize, I cannot depend on others for my inner stability, I cannot constantly ask for attention from others which will drain them over time, leaving me truly alone and isolated without any relationships.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be depend on energy feelings and feed backs from others, always want others to give me dose of energy in the form of attention, or their physical presence with me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, desiring, craving, wanting energy/attention from others will only leave me truly alone and isolated in this world. within this I forgive me for not realizing, I am alone responsible for my inner state, as nobody can get inside my mind, I am alone responsible for what I allow and accept within me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear been abandoned by others, within this I forgive myself for holding onto memories where I felt abandoned by my mother while she would speak to others without considering my presence, which I saw as been abandoned by her.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think/believe and hold onto memories where I felt abandoned by my mother, and within this I forgive myself for still allowing and accepting such fears and anxieties to direct me when people in my life don’t pay attention to me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define the idea of ‘abandon’ and believe that others can actually abandon me, not realizing I am the only director of my life, so nobody can abandon me unless of course I allow and accept them to do so.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to give others the power to abandon me, not realizing, I have allowed and accepted it by thinking and believing in such ideas.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to feel abandon and neglected.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to carry memories where I felt abandoned by my parents, within this I forgive myself for not realizing, I am allowing me to live through my memories from the way past, instead of been here as breath/breathing.

I see/realize/understand, I am here as breath, as physical, therefore nobody can abandon me unless I allow them to do so. I am the directive principle, I am the director of my life, I direct me, within this I see/realize/understand, nobody can actually abandon me, because I am always HERE, and everyone is here too, in fact the entire existence is HERE, so who can abandon who? within this I see/realize/understand, ideas, beliefs, memories of abandonment can only exist in the mind, but within the physical reality of this existence All is HERE, nobody can abandon anybody, within this I see/realize/understand been HERE as breath/breathe/breathing is the key to life.

When and as I see I am allowing thoughts of abandonment to run within me, I stop, I breathe, realizing nobody can abandon anybody, as all of existence is here. I breathe, I remain here, as equal and one as all.

When and as I see that I am craving for energy attention from others, and within that believing that others are ignoring me, or neglecting me, or abandoning me, I stop, I breathe, I see/realize/understand it is an old fear-pattern that is still running, therefore I stop it, and not allow any past memories to get ‘life’ to direct me, instead I breathe, and I remain here as a physical being.

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Day 124 – Project Management and the Meaning of Life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear failing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear trying new things within the fear of failure.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to focus on how I will fail on a project instead of focusing on how to get the project done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think about what others might be thinking about my abilities to finish the project, instead of directing myself to get the job done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I am more focused on trying to appease the management than actually trying to solve the problems and get the job done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I am more focused on what others may think of me, than actually moving myself to get the job done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to list mountains of obstacles rather than finding solutions through them to get the job done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to speak about obstacles rather than speak about solutions to them, so that the job can get done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that crying and mourning about obstacles and challenges is not going to assist me or anyone else, in that I forgive me for just listing obstacles rather than speaking/discussing/finding solutions.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, yes there are obstacles and challenges to any project, but to be stuck in them is the lazy way out, instead of directing myself out of the mountains that I have placed in front of me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that I have an inherent fear of not getting the job done even before putting my best foot forward, within this I forgive me for not applying myself totally and 100%.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my urge and eagerness to show off, get attention, stand on the way of me actually moving myself to get the job done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I am more interested in giving excuses, listing obstacles, or showing off little success with a big noise, in this I forgive me for not taking responsibility.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the core problem is that I have not taken 100% self-responsibility for the given assignment or project, therefore just give excuses to hide behind.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I have not even look at the problem/project details 100%, instead already listing obstacles and excuses to get out of it, rather than moving myself with utter focus to get the job done.

i forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I can support myself by writing out the project details, issues, actual obstacles, and writing out a plan of action to solve them, instead of just whining and mourning about obstacles.

I see/realize/understand, writing out on a paper, the goal, the problem, the experiments, the results, the data, the plan of actions, etc, looking at them without any judgments and seen them as myself totally 100% is the way forward, not whining and mourning about obstacles.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, every point/project/assignment/obstacle/difficulty/person/event/thing is here as myself, I am facing ME, therefore I direct myself embrace this moment here, this event/thing, and apply myself to it 100%, with complete self-responsibility to direct the point to a completion, to get the job done, to deal with the moment in what is best for all.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the core problem is not taking self-responsibility, not directing myself to study, to put in the physical time/space, instead of just asking other people for help because I am not willing take the responsibility to help myself.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, just asking for help from others as a way to get the job done is irresponsible/lazy. I am here to direct myself to solve the problem, or direct the moment in what is best for all.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, talking to people, or asking for suggestion, or asking for direction is cool, as long as it is done with self-responsible manner, instead of wanting them to solve my problem so I can get lost in my daydream land while others fix my issues is not the way.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I have to read/investigate/study/try/experiment, before I can just blindly ask people for help.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, in order to solve a problem, to get a job done, to finish a project, I need to have a written list of steps, so that I can walk thru them, instead of hoping it will be done somehow by magical means.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, there are many points to a project, and I must direct myself to understand, resolve each point equally. I see/realize/understand my tendency to dismiss small points in favor of big points is not the way, directing each point to completion will bring the project to a total completion.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, focusing on easy path is the not way, rather focus on a path that will get the job done, easy or difficult is a matter of perception, and even if a path is ‘difficult’ I see/realize/understand walking through it breath-by-breath will get the job done, instead of whining and mourning about obstacles.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself not realize, every point, every option, every step, is equally important to get the job done. I see/realize/understand in trying to skip steps or avoid difficult steps is the not way.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, racing towards the end is not the way, instead resolving each step, each point, each obstacle, equally breath by breath is the way to get the job done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to race myself towards the end of the project so that I can claim the trophy from the upper management, instead of breathing breath-by-breath, step by step (without thinking) move myself to get the job done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, to get the job done, I must move myself step by step equally as in breathing breath by breath, each step is equally important, nothing is dismissed.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear facing steps through the project and therefore I forgive me for seeking shortcuts, instead of actually directing myself to get the job done.

I see/realize/understand, focusing on obstacles, or challenges, is not the way, instead I direct myself to see a clear path to getting the job done, and writing the steps out, and then walking each step breath by breath, paying equal attention to each step till its complete.

I see/realize/understand my tendency to walk the easy path is the not way, first I see a path, write it down, then, step by step, walk breath-by-breath, till the job is done. In this I see/realize/understand, racing to finish the job is not the way, instead I move myself breath by breath to get each step done, so that step by step the project comes to a completion.

I see/realize/understand, I must take total self-responsibility for each step, not passing it around, not giving up, not crying for help, instead taking self-responsibility fully, and then, discussing with others for broader analysis if needed, I see/realize/understand, responsibility, and initiative must come from me, at every step on the way.

Within this, I see/realize/understand, I must remain as breath/breathing, without any thoughts moving within my mind, instead directing myself to walk each step thoroughly as I breathe.

I commit myself to investigate each step that involves in getting the job done.

I commit myself to look at each step with equal attention, not dismissing any step.

I commit myself to look for a path to finish the job instead of just focusing on the easy path.

I commit myself to investigate, learn, read, look up, research, each point in absolute detail to get the job done.

I commit myself to breathe, remain as breath not allowing any thought of fear/worry/anxiety/excitement/anger/desire/hope to dictate me, as I see/realize/understand thinking any of those can sabotage getting the job done.

I see/realize /understand that getting a project done no matter how massive it is, is not a crowning ceremony, simply a point is brought to a completion, that’s all, and moving on to next breath, to next point.

I direct myself to live my life, point by point, breath by breath, giving myself 100% to each step of my life, in birthing what is best for all, including myself. Then of course someday I will die, but leaving a world that is best for all.

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Day 123 – I have a cough is a fact, but to state “I am sick” is a self-judgment.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to speak the words “I am sick”, “I am not well”, in this not realizing just speaking those words will only manifest sickness.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I just have a cough, have been coughing for 2-3 days, that’s all, to say “I am sick” is a judgement upon the condition.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, there is a difference between articulating a health condition vs. stating that “I am sick”.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the words “I am sick” is rather gigantic just to state that I have coughed.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the words that I speak can actually manifest sickness, in this I forgive myself for not taking responsibility for the words I speak.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself not realize, so casually mentioning the words “oh I am sick” is rather irresponsible, huge statement for a mild condition. in this I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, regardless of the health condition, the statement “I am sick” is irresponsible, a judgement in fact.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge my body and its conditions, instead of simply stating the actual conditions as is without imposing judgement upon them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear health-conditions within my body and therefore go into judgements.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, there is actually no need to articulate the words “I am sick”.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, words we speak are not just blowing out wind, they are creations, words create the world, words manifest.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the body is not a bag of diseases, unless I make/manifest it so with disregard, negligence and carelessness.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my body is not at my command, its not my servant. my body is facilitating my existence in the physical. In this I forgive myself for not caring the body and treating it with honour.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, mistreating my body, uncaring the body, abusing the body, making judgements about the body are all unacceptable. The body is here, yes possibly there are conditions, but judgement upon them is unacceptable.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, not breathing, not slowing down to breath-by-breath, is the real cause of diseases within the body, as not breathing, not slowing down allows the mind to consume the physical substance.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear health conditions within my body and fear them becoming diseases, within this I forgive myself for fearing death by diseases.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear death and dying.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear dying by disease.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear premature death.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, aging and disease are for the most part self-manifested.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to speak words that are not best for all, and in that I forgive me for manifesting diseases within my body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my words have the power of creation, as I speak, they do have consequences.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to carelessly speak and states words like “I am sick” so casually without ever considering its consequences for myself and for my body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, caring my physical body is not limited to eating healthy or going to the gym, it includes the words I speak and the thoughts I think, as they both affect my physical substance.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the thoughts I think directly contribute to aging and diseases within the body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, no amount of healthcare can prevent aging or decaying, as aging and decaying happens due to thinking and the words I speak.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that it is my responsibility to speak with care, so that it is best for all, including myself.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, it is my responsibility to care for the physical, by stopping the mind, and been watchful about the words I speak.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, “as man speak, god speaks”, suggesting the power and responsibility that comes with words.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to speak words that are abusive towards my body.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the statement “I am sick” is self-abusive, self-harmful.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, to articulate a condition pertaining to health, does not require the statement “I am sick”. Simply state the condition as is without any judgement or fears about it.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the words “I am sick” is a judgment upon the body, its kind of a blame.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, every word we speak is absolutely specific. I mean words are not just blowing out wind.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, a judgement upon the body is unacceptable, but yes, understanding the body conditions and seeking remedies from doctors is acceptable, but judging the body conditions is a whole different thing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to state the words “I am sick” to get attention from others, to get sympathy from others, and to self-blame.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, the words “I am sick” is kind of a self-blame, said in a tone to get attention and to be self-pity.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to goto the doctor and say “Oh I  am sick” in that not realize, all I am seeking is attention, care, sympathy, pity from the doctor.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not give me care, and attention instead waiting to be sick to tell others that “I am sick’ in order to get attention from them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, secretly I enjoy been sick, so that I can get attention, pity and even get to blame myself.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to like been sick so that I can get attention to myself to my body, which I have not given to myself.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, breathing is the key, breathing is life, breathing is support for all health conditions within the body.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, that any sickness is a sign that I have abuse, ignored, and tortured my body through my mind and through the words I speak.

When and as I see that I am speaking the words “I am sick” I stop, I breathe, and direct myself to articulate the condition as-is, without putting a judgement upon it. “I have been coughing for 2-3 days is a matter of fact state of affairs, but “I m sick” is a judgement on the condition, therefore, I see/realize/understand, passing judgment upon the body is not acceptable, instead I direct myself to support my body with 4-count breathing and drinking ample water, and caring for the body so that the cough will recede/disappear. No judgment, no fears, no blames.

I commit myself to realize that the words I speak do have consequences.

I commit myself to realize that the words I speak matters and therefore great care must be taken before uttering nonsense.

I commit to observe my thinking/thoughts realizing that thinking is the real cause of disease within the body.

I commit myself again and again to breathe with awareness, to pause at each in-breath, to interrupt the mind, till this becomes a natural breathing. as I see/realize/understand, breathing each breath with awareness is real care for the physical.

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Day 122 – Committing to Breathe with a Pause.

It does sound funny, isn`t it, committing to breathe: I commit myself to breathe because otherwise I see that my mind will simply walk into some emotional mind possessions and that`s it. Once in that emotional, feelings tsunami, its hard to come back till the consequences are faced in reality, so why bother to go thru hell when there is an easy way out: Hence I commit myself to breathe.

I commit myself to breathe, realizing that each breath is a gift, a new life.

I commit myself to breathe, realizing, that breath is the anchor to cut the ego.

I realize there is no way to cut the ego out, and breath is the only way.

I commit myself to breathe, be here as breath, taking each breath with 4 count or similar breathing method to interrupt the mind`s movie.

I commit myself to interrupt each breath with a pause.

I commit myself to interrupt each breath with a 1 or 2 seconds pause.

I commit myself to realize that not pausing at the in-breath will cause the mind to run wild.

I commit myself to take this seriously, that I must interrupt the in-breath, so that there is a pause between in and out breaths.

I commit myself to realize, not pausing each in-breath will slowly but surely open the gates to ego which is hell.

I realize it is so much fun to think about shit, think about how to hurt people, think about how to crush people, think about all the shit they did to me in the past etc, so why bother to stop thinking, when it is so much juicy and fun, well the simply answer: thinking is the road to hell made by ego.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, not pausing at each in breath is allowing the ego to enter.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, not pausing at each in breath, is allowing the ego to take over deliberately.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, not pausing at each in breath is like saying `come ego, take me over to hell`.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, not pausing at each in breath is like saying, `oh well who gives a fuck about birthing life through the physical`, hence I stop such nonsense, and I direct myself to pause at each in breath.

I commit myself to breathe with awareness.

I commit myself to breathe with a pause in place, a pause no matter what, no matter how juicy is the thinking story within the mind.

I commit myself to pause at each and every in-breath for 1 or 2 seconds, a deliberate pause, an interruption.

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Day 121 – ‘Comfort me’ Character.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that others should comfort me while I am sick or not feeling well.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that while in a relationship, the other should devote her entire time to attend to my needs as I am not feeling well.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to have the idea that my partner should be a nurse while I am down with sick.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize I am looking for a mummy not a spouse.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize my physical body is saying something, I should pay attention to myself,  to my body instead of looking at what another is doing or not doing to me while I am sick, in this I forgive myself for looking to blame.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to look to blame while I am sick because I believe others should drop everything and pay attention to me and care for me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to desired to be cared for while I am not feeling well, within this I forgive me for putting on the ‘comfort me’ character instead of just breathing through it.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to wear both ‘comfort me’ character and ‘I will blame you’ character at the same time, because when others don’t comfort me, they will surely get blamed for it.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to experience loneliness and alone feelings when I am not well.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to activate all old memories where I was alone as a child during sickness, and within that memory I go onto blame people here now, within the belief that current people are doing the same to me. I let go off all such childhood memories. I am here breathing, every breath is a new life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, been in a relationship doesn’t automatically turn my partner into a nurse, no such condition nor requirement exist. It is simply my desire, want and requirement that my partner should turn herself into a nurse and/or mummy when I am sick.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to get angry when I am sick within the belief that others are not becoming nurses to take care of me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to get angry when I am sick within the belief that my partner should turn herself into a nurse to attend to me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to blame others when I am sick, within the belief that others must drop everything and care for me, as if only I exist in this world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my sickness is a sign that my body is saying something, instead of focusing on it, and focusing on what’s going on in the mind, I allow myself to blame others for what I am feeling physically.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, this “comfort me” character is kind of self-pity, unwilling to take responsibility for self.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my severe constant cough is a sign of self-dishonesty. so instead of investigating where have I been double-talking, I allowed myself to goto anger and blame. in this I forgive me for not investigating the root cause of my cough.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, my tendency to flirt with other women while in relationship with my current spouse is an act self-dishonesty. I see clearly my tendency to tease around and/or joke around is not cool, as all such is done within subtle hidden desires. I see/realize/understand, self-honesty requires absolute clarity in how I speak/communicate with other women while in a relationship, as there must be no room for flirting.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, these are testing times, I see/realize/understand I must stand absolute clear in my dedication and commitment, there cannot be any slips.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, not living breath-by-breath is the cause, therefore I direct myself to live breath-by-breath in doing what is best for all, and I commit myself to absolute self-honesty.

When and as I see myself to wanting, desiring, seeking others to comfort me during any health sickness, I stop, I breathe, I see/realize/understand, nobody is my nurse, it is entirely upto me to take self-responsibility and care for my body.

When and as I see myself blaming others for not attending for myself, my health, I stop, I breathe, I see/realize/understand, that I am alone responsible for my health, and blaming is simply shifting that responsibility for another which is not cool.

When and as I see myself double-talking, as in the form of subtle flirts with women, I stop, I breathe, I see/realize/understand this is an old pattern, seeking the attention of women,  under the cover of joking around or teasing around, I stop, I breathe, I let go off the need for attention from women, I remain here as breath/breathing. I see clearly any form flirting is not acceptable, as I wouldn’t like it if my partner did the same.

further, I see/realize/understand, I alone am responsible for my health, my well-being. I am here breathing.

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