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- I cant help about the shape I'm in. I cant sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin. But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to. Now, when I talked to God I knew he'd understand. He said, stick by me and I'll be your guiding hand. But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to. Oh well.
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I have tried meditating many times but it doesnt work. Now a glass of red wine...that calms and centers me. ;)
Thursday Next:
Actually I meditate quite a lot... a whole bottle sometimes. :)
Cheers.
I mediate...I mean meditate with dark chocolate. Then all wants become irrelevant.
Groovy:
...and when I include dark chocolate in my meditations there are no wants.
Now when the voice in my head says:'You want chocolate', I listen. It's a very persuasive voice. Haha.
Selma:
How many voices would that be then... do you hear them often?
:)
Yay! Words from you!
Even if they are disguised as a picture. :)
When I meditate, it's usually about why something itches.
Either that or tacos.
Eat tacos and scratch...? Sounds like heaven to me.
Because talking tends to get me in trouble, I'll be choosing my words carefully.
Cheers.
So what you're saying is there's no way to get around wants?
Unfortunately, that's absolutely true.
And every time I've wanted to meditate, I've failed. I'm sure this is somehow related to wanting but probably the other meaning, want of meditation or something.
Love this blog! So glad you're back!
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