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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 114 – Judging Life Here through Memories is a curse.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to look at life through memories.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to look people here through the memories I have about them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to look at myself through all sorts of memories which I have experienced and acquired from the world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to hold onto memories as if they are written on stones so that I can readily use them to judge what is here as life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that memories have one singular purpose: that is to JUDGE.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge humans as bad because of apparent bad memories I have about them, in that, suggesting that they can never escape my memory and judgment about them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to never ask the question: When will I set them free from my memory based judgments about them? or will they ever be free? or will they die with my judgment upon their heads?

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, judging humans for their apparent past mistakes is a heavy burden upon them which they must carry to their graves. in this I forgive myself for not realizing, I never liked it when others judged me for my apparent past mistakes and I see/realize/understand it never assisted when others bring up my past mistakes.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that humans are deadly and they cannot ever change, not realizing that is the implication of holding unto memories and judging people here based on memories. Memory based judgment is an eternal curse.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to see people as demonic who will never change, not realizing, that is the implication of judging people based on memories. It never gives them a chance to set them free, for I am judging them eternally through my memories.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, judgement is an eternal curse upon another, at least that is how I experienced it when others judge me for what I have done in the past.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to see humans as eternal abusers, which is what implied by holding onto memories about them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge people and never set them free from my judgments about them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself not realize, self-judgement based on memory is curse as well, and it is the root-cause. In that I forgive me for holding myself a prisoner of my own memory based judgments.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear people based on the memories I have about them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to avoid people based on the memories I have about them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to avoid communicating with people based on the memories I have about them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to avoid socializing with people based on the memories I have about them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to recall memories of sexual encounters and relive that sexual thrill via memory, not realizing I am simply regenerating the feelings/emotions by activating the sexual memories.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize, I really dont’ need memory to live moment by moment, I can recall them upon need-to-know bases. in that, I forgive me for not living, as all I do is exist within memories, react the memories, relive the memories, re-walk the memories,

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to carry loads of memories about everyone in my life, in this not realizing, I am not having any real relationship with anyone, as only memories are re-lived.

When and as I see I am thinking about past memories, I STOP, I breathe, I see/realize/understand, bringing the past and judging another being based on the past is cruel, unmerciful, a curse. In this, I let go off, any and all memories I have about people, by simply not participating in them. I let go unconditionally, as I would at the moment of my death, I mean, com’on, I ain’t going to judge anyone based on my memories from the grave, am I? So, I let go now, here, and I direct myself to breathe.

When and as I see I am holding myself a prisoner through past memories, and self-judgement within them, I stop, I breathe, I see/realize/understand self-judgment is the root-cause of all judgments.

[I see/realize here, I will have to walk through each and every memory about everyone in my life, and release them via self-forgiveness, which is an extensive writing process, but it must be walked. stay tuned]

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Day 9 – Breathing is the Best Emotional Painkiller.

Day 9: Journey to Life. Breathing is best during any emotional storms.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to get carried away with my mind’s emotional storms. 

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to get carried away with another’s mind storms just like how i get carried away with my mind storms.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not see another’s mind storm just as that, a mind storm, just like mine.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not support another during their mind storms. while only liking them when they are all nice and jolly. 

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to fear another’s mind storms. because i fear i might react in kind to their mind storms.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize my mind storm or another’s mind storm, it is no different, just minds going crazy, that is all. Hence the only solution is breathing. 

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that awareness of this breath here can save mind storms, mind tsunamis, mind explosions, in fact any mind entity can be held at bay with breathing here as physical. 

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to fail endless times just to remain as breath here, instead i have allowed myself to get carried away with mind entities and ride the wave of emotional disasters. 

I have abused myself enough with getting carried away with my own mind storms and another’s mind storms. 

When and as I see myself giving importance to my mind’s emotional fluctuations, I STOP it. I breathe. I realize my mind’s storms are just that emotional energy swings designed just to bring disasters, yet it is entirely upto me. So I direct myself to not participate in the mind during emotional turbulence. I simply breathe, I remain here.

When and as I see another going thru their mind’s storms, I realize and recognize their helplessness and offer my compassionate support by not reacting, by not judging, by not blaming back or scolding, I see I have done the very same thing too, therefore I offer them my support by me simply breathing here and not reacting whatsoever to their mind storms. When the storms settles, we can discuss, we can agree or disagree, but during the mind storms I simply remain as breath and not participate in the tennis game. After all there is only a game, if I hit the ball back. So I stop the game, by not participating in this abusive emotional game.

Just this one life to live. Its upto me what I make out of it. What has happened has already happened, I cannot undo today’s emotional tennis game, but there will be another day, another game, another time, another breathe, where I can stand here as breath.

I commit myself to breathe with self-awareness at all times, not giving into my mind’s chatbacks, backchats. I commit myself to remain here in the present moment as this physical breath here.

I commit myself to breathe here, this breath, and not bring out the past, or fears.

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Day 3 – Fearing Here due to Memories

Day 3: My Journey of Life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to experience fear been with family members because of fear of old memories.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to fear facing people here because i fear the old memories i have in relation to them.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to fear been here with people because i fear they might activate my old pain relating to old memories. not realizing that can happen only if I allow it and accept it. b’c memories exist with me, so its upto me to walk thru the old memories and feel pain.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to believe that people are the same decades ago and now, and therefore justify my memories about them as valid.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to hold onto old memories as a matter of protection because i believe old memories will protect me from harm again.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself not realize that living here now in the present of this breath means NO more validity to past memories. of course memories wont’ disappear but i dont’ have to relive them by recalling them into here now.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to stand as past as memories as revenge as bitterness of the past, as protection, instead just been here as breath and breathing this breath to the fullest.

i forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to protect myself by believing that thinking about the past will protect me.

When and as I see myself walking thru the memory lanes I STOP it I breathe. I realize that walking thru the memory lanes is living in the past, is self spitefulness, is wanting to  avoid here and wanting to impose a judgement into here. b’c bringing any past into here is a judgement upon life here.