Reflecting

 

Wednesday Reflection

“Silence is the Real Healing / The Mirror of Compassion”

This morning, I rose around three, maybe even two, and by three-thirty I was already on the mat.

Four hours of yoga — just listening, not to thoughts, but to the intelligence of the body.

Through the asana and the push-up, I feel my body healing itself.

Pain is not my enemy; it’s the door opening.

I drink more water now, eat less, move slower.

Healing is not in rushing — it’s in listening.

My run is not about how far or how fast; it’s about being alive with each step.

As I observe, I see that many don’t know how to be still.

They confuse talking with living, control with peace.

When the mind has no silence, it must always tell someone else what to do.

I’ve learned that I don’t have to say anything. I just live it.

I watch minds filled with ideas, energy, and movement —

but I see anxiety pretending to be productivity.

The world calls it success; I call it restlessness.

Substances keep the body moving, but not still.

And glucose — the natural energy of the brain — must be understood, not abused.

Today, I choose silence over control, movement over rush, awareness over argument.

I know who I am, and I know that those around me — with all their noise —

need my calm more than I need their approval.

In silence, I heal.

In stillness, I run.

And in love, I watch without judgment.

This morning as I ran, I was reminded that life always places me exactly where I need to be.

Every encounter is a reflection of my vibration.

I am surrounded by teachers — each one showing me a part of myself:

the disciplined part, the healing part, the patient part,

and even the part that once searched for peace in the wrong places.

I see now that many souls still try to medicate their pain with substances, excuses, and illusions.

But I no longer judge that behavior. I simply observe.

Self-love means non-judgment — allowing others to walk their path

while I remain grounded in mine: in running, in breathing, in meditation, in silence.

What amazes me is how energy attracts energy.

My calm draws those who seek calm.

My peace attracts those who are restless.

And I realize, this is my true purpose —

not to correct or control, but to live as an example of inner freedom.

I see how the mind can trap itself in guilt, in the need to save others,

or in the illusion of control. I once lived there too.

But now I understand: healing begins when I stop reaching outward and look inward.

This moment is teaching me boundaries, compassion, and clarity.

I see the bigger pattern — the same one repeated through history,

where something pure and powerful was misunderstood and taken advantage of.

Yet purity can never be destroyed; it only transforms.

So I move forward with love and wisdom.

I continue to run, to breathe, to be silent.

I continue to honor my path and allow others to find theirs.

I am not here to fix anyone. I am here to embody peace.

And that, to me, is the true meaning of wealth —

the ability to stand still in the middle of chaos and remain unmoved.

Today, I remind myself to stay centered.

To see things as they are, without judgment, without noise.

I understand now that there is nothing wrong with anyone — including me.

What people call sickness is often just the refusal to face truth.

I see how the mind tries to justify escape, how it builds excuses to avoid silence.

But I am not here to escape.

I am here to face reality.

I am here to stay aware, to stay disciplined, to stay calm.

My peace is my protection.

My silence is my strength.

I will not control anyone.

I will not get pulled into illusion.

I breathe, I observe, I stay steady.

Even when confusion appears around me,

I will not move from my center.

The truth lives in stillness.