In what way do you do the things you do? Do you move through the days with a sense of awe and wonder. Do you offer your actions and the fruits of your actions to whatever amazingness of the world you desire. Do you feed your failures to the cause? Do you appreciate each moment, each inhalation/exhalation, as an act of devotion?
In what way do you do the things you do? In the drudgery and obligation. During the times of requirement. Is there expectation put upon you that you absorb? When there is unhappiness, anger, or disdain, in what way does that affect your dialogues?
This question….In what way? becomes a tool to unearth what’s lying behind the words and feelings. When this question receives an answer, asking the same again and again steps us into more of whatever it is. In realizing it’s not so much what is done or felt, but in what way it’s done or felt we tune into ourselves and what we’re taking in. It’s often the context rather than content! We’re so full of our stories, especially the stories we’ve adopted to define ourselves. Soo, in what way do you tell your stories? What are the themes, the vibrations around your stories. In what way? Reverent? Respectful? Happy, unhappy, virtuous, or not virtuous?
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