Asha George

Since as early as aged ten, I remember I struggled with the question of what is the purpose of life in general, and then my life – and how extraordinary it was that the world moved as if there was no death. Maybe those with a proclivity to depression have this question come up often.

In hindsight I see that our common language is that of suffering and it ranges from longing through un-satisfactoriness, through depression or anxiety all the way to serious afflictions of the mind.

Everything has helped … the meditation, the medication, the therapy, singing scriptures, the incense, all weaving together, and nothing is wasted. The sharp blade of self-judgement turns to water, returning to the Ocean of Compassion that keeps calling. All this seeking has led to the temple of my own heart, towards the expression of the Unborn that is both unique and universal.

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