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“Through meditation, you will find your center, your true self. That’s where the power lies.” “Then let’s do it,” I said, my heart steadying. “Show me how.” They exchanged glances, the burden of the situation weighing heavily on all of us. After a moment, Rylan nodded. “Alright. Find a comfortable position and close your eyes.” I settled into a cross-legged position, the floor beneath me cold yet oddly grounding. I took a deep breath, inhaling through my nose, holding it for a moment, and then exhaling. The world around me began to fade as my focus tightened inward.

And prepare to start the whole circle again tomorrow. I looked up and saw all eyes on me, soaking in every word, I smiled and looked back at my notes, “After all these, Victor Ejiofor dropped a note, “Over the course of two months, I have studied the meditations of the stoics so as to achieve peace and perhaps unlock a single encompassing rule to mental development.

Maftah asked Thebet, but the look in her eyes didn't leave Dylan's for a moment. "Not yet, Your Majesty," Thebet replied. “Did you hear that, dude? I can't meet people who haven't arrived yet, can I?” Maftah flashes his usual smiley face. . . . “Fuuuh, breath in, breath out, fuuuh. Imagine Pasha's face, imagine Pasha's handsome and reassuring face. Everything is alright. The world is not on the verge of collapse, and insects have not been made into daily food. So, all is well- oh f*ck sh*t a**hole trash!” I finished my meditation pose on the sofa.

Videantur invisibilia, aperiatur proxima, relinque mentem apertam et sobrietatem, videantur visivae. Those words usually give me this sense of power and it feels me to the brim that I would feel like busting; but as Mason said, I should try to keep my power from busting. Usually, there would be sparks when I release a spell from within me but this time, I felt the vibration as it flew through me and entered Mason. He felt the shock but I was too far gone to apologize. I saw the forest he visualized and the directions he gave. From the struggles I was getting from his mind, I could see that he was trying not to disrupt the image by thinking about Alee. Blindly, I reached for Alee's hands and

sitting down cross legged albeit painfully, he sat and meditated on these words and strove to remember even more words that he has been thought. "Allow yourself to be itself, allow your body to move to its will. " "Allow your head to sway as it wants, let your head think what it may. " "Sink into the magma, feel the abundance of nature. " "Fly, that's it, free that's the name. " "Whatever it is that you will see, whatever it is that you will find, connect to it, that's the great divide, that's the whole supply. Draw from it and possess strength, stick into it and drip power. "

Ilyana exhaled softly, a plume of white mist drifting from her lips. She cast a quick glance toward the far end of the frozen corridor, then flicked her long ponytail and headed for the cafeteria. She did not make it far. After a little more than 100 steps, she slipped into a recess along the ice tunnel and vanished from sight. With her back pressed to the wall, Ilyana closed her eyes and eased herself into meditation. Meditation was not mystical. With proper training, even ordinary people could learn it. It calmed the mind, stripped away distraction, and drew awareness inward.

“And I watched you out there, sweetheart, and I’ll be honest with you, because nobody else in this house will — your form was all wrong.” “My form?” “No offence though. I couldn’t see you so clearly from the window, but I could tell a lot from your god-awful form. You were fighting it. Shoulders up around your ears, jaw locked, reaching with your whole body like you could grab the still place by force.” She shakes her head. “That’s not how you meditate. You don’t reach into the deep of your soul that way. You can’t take it. In fact, it’s not a thing you take. You have to make a quiet enough room for it to come to you. And you can’t do that in a cold open field with the whole world watching a

She shot them a look before closing her eyes and taking deep breaths. Once again she tried to let everything flow out of her, all thoughts of anger and hurt flowing away like a river. She followed the soothing white light that was beginning to form in her head. Soon she found herself drifting into a state of nothing. Little flashes tried to turn themselves into pictures, but Elaina didn’t allow them to come the way they wanted. Usually when she meditated she saw things, things that she couldn’t quite understand and didn’t feel like discussing with anyone else. Flashes of a field, bright sunlight turning the grass such a bright shade of green it almost seemed unreal.

However, I soon feel drowsy and feel the urge to shift and fidget. “Don’t give in to the urges of opening your eyes or any other need,” Rudra says calmly as if reading my mind. I bite back a snark, reminding myself that we are meditating. I straighten until my back is taut and once again try to focus. ‘It’s not the time to meet yet….but we will…run away from here or they will take you captive…’ A raspy tone reaches my ears and startled, I snap open my eyes. A soft gasp leaves my mouth alerting Rudra who takes his time to open his eyes. His mouth is set in a deep frown.

Moving meditation restored faith, gnawing doubt down to size. The world unveiled strange beauty continuously in untried channels for those daring abundant mine discovery’s dangerous veins. Oh, how much I love him …