Be at peace. Anyone can be at peace in quiet times, when the world is silent and all thing are going your way. There is no strength in this. Be at peace when the world burns and the sky falls. This is strength. This is understanding. This is the Tao.
Do you ever create worry? Do you allow people to hurt you because you care what they do or say? Do you ever give evil people power over you by worrying about what they do or what they might do? Then you are a worrier. Welcome to worrier's anonymous. Today we are going to kill worry and find inner peace. You will need a couple of things for today's experiment.
1 Pen or Pencil
1 Piece of Paper
1 Troublesome worry
1 Person you trust completely
A dash of creative visualization
A pinch of faith
Write the name of troublesome worry on the paper. Now, fold the paper until it will fit easily in the palm of your left hand. Close your eyes and picture the person you trust completely. Crumple the paper and picture the troublesome worry being given over to your friend. Let go.
Sometimes it is easier to just go home and lie down in the bed of your childhood, in the comfort of your mother's house or your grandparents. These are the places we go in our mind to rest.
Peace.
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Speaking metaphorically, of course. It's a habit that's hard to give up. One puff of breath is never enough. You'll find you want to take another.
Mister Vimes
Only Human
- Samuel Vimes
- Norcross, GA, United States
- By his own account he was a skinny, balding, unshaven collection of bad habits marinated in alcohol, although these days he is better shaved and doesn't drink. Partly as a result of this latter fact, he is morose, cynical and ridiculously - and to his own embarassment - soft-hearted in certain circumstances. He is almost certainly one of Nature's policemen; it has been said of him that his soul burns to arrest the Creator of the universe for getting it wrong. He loathes kings, and hates undead and assassins. He is also unashamedly speciesist - he deeply dislikes trolls and dwarfs, but in an almost proprietyroial way, so that he has risked his life and badge to defend them merely so that he can continue to dislike them. He hates the city in the same way; it's his to hate.
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