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ok down. My house is a miniature now. My whole neighborhood is just a bunch of small boxes. All these happiness-es and sadness-es and arguments and friendships are being seen as huge when I’m down there. It’s because I’m among them then. And when you’re <i>in</i> the situation, you don’t easily see clearly. But, if you watch it from <i>above</i>, nothing is magnified or minimized, or confused. It is as it is. And it becomes manageable.</p><p id="54f4">I see more neighborhoods now. OK, I’ll stop here to enjoy the view.</p><p id="61e8">Where is that problem I have to deal with lately? I can’t detect it. Oh, there it is! <i>Let me see you, dear. </i>Hmm… Veeeery different from this viewpoint. Yeah, I observe the first reaction I had. Let me push the replay button once more. Hmm. OK, no judgment, no caressing. Juuust looking. I’m aware now. Do I know the “why-s”? Let me dig. (…) I see.</p><p id="46e2">What’s this over there? A way out? A solution? It wasn’t obvious yesterday! You see? That’s why I mustn’t skip nightly climbing. Two nights without it and I almost got <i>blinded </i>again.</p><p id="d326">OK, I’m done for now. Let me return, ‘cause I’m

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sensing specific procedures here in the troposphere. Water droplets become heavier. It’s going to rain.</p><p id="f3ff">Good. In my bed again. I can sleep now. The surrounding is clearer. Thanks to my Self.</p><p id="ec0c">liberelixir: an elixir for liberation. (No pharmacy or store has it. It is prepared only in our inner laboratory)</p><blockquote id="5501"><p>Anthi Psomiadou — <a href="https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/">CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 International</a> : Credit must be given to the creator/ Only noncommercial uses of the work are permitted/ No derivatives</p></blockquote><div id="f9dd" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/of-wounds-and-liquid-sand-762bb1aad658"> <div> <div> <h2>Of Wounds and Liquid Sand</h2> <div><h3>Heal and roll</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*PvupAUvAgjvIY_YJWHdInA.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

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Climbing clears my “eyesight”

Photo by CHUTTERSNAP on Unsplash

Who throws a rope from the sky in front of me almost every night?

Come on, dear Self! Again? — Don’t listen to my nonsense. You know I am dying for my nightly climb!

Barefoot, fearless, dressed in my simplest outfit. My Self doesn’t care about clothing, make-up, haircuts, and other image-making stuff. It sees beyond my appearance. — It is beyond my appearance, to be exact— Oh, GodorSelforSoulWhatever! I’m overwhelmed by freedom! It’s like I drunk a whole bottle of liberelixir. I even sense it in my sweat now as I’m climbing.

I look down. My house is a miniature now. My whole neighborhood is just a bunch of small boxes. All these happiness-es and sadness-es and arguments and friendships are being seen as huge when I’m down there. It’s because I’m among them then. And when you’re in the situation, you don’t easily see clearly. But, if you watch it from above, nothing is magnified or minimized, or confused. It is as it is. And it becomes manageable.

I see more neighborhoods now. OK, I’ll stop here to enjoy the view.

Where is that problem I have to deal with lately? I can’t detect it. Oh, there it is! Let me see you, dear. Hmm… Veeeery different from this viewpoint. Yeah, I observe the first reaction I had. Let me push the replay button once more. Hmm. OK, no judgment, no caressing. Juuust looking. I’m aware now. Do I know the “why-s”? Let me dig. (…) I see.

What’s this over there? A way out? A solution? It wasn’t obvious yesterday! You see? That’s why I mustn’t skip nightly climbing. Two nights without it and I almost got blinded again.

OK, I’m done for now. Let me return, ‘cause I’m sensing specific procedures here in the troposphere. Water droplets become heavier. It’s going to rain.

Good. In my bed again. I can sleep now. The surrounding is clearer. Thanks to my Self.

liberelixir: an elixir for liberation. (No pharmacy or store has it. It is prepared only in our inner laboratory)

Anthi Psomiadou — CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 International : Credit must be given to the creator/ Only noncommercial uses of the work are permitted/ No derivatives

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