Enlightening Thoughts Novels & Stories

To trust yourself when all doubt. To lead from a danger only you can see clearly. To explain, enable the blind to see. To give people the power to hear the extraordinary in the ordinary, the everyday and normal encryption of the spoken word. To show them the messages and conversations that happen all around us to different levels of the brain. That's quite the challenge. If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't Happy reading….. Saad p.o.v

The incense helps to banish negativity around me. I lay down on my bed and take a deep breath. Conditioning myself about what I need to do. I close my eyes and clear my thoughts from overthinking because I know it is needed too and then after a few moments of thinking of nothing. I stand up and whisper to myself. “This is it”

"Had some thoughts to ponder last night." I used to just brush everything off, but things had changed. For some odd reason, I felt responsible for the unfortunate ones. There's this zing inside me that wanted to be of use—to be in charge of the ruling. It was an emotion contrary to what I expected myself to carry over. "Did you and Nicholas fight again?" he wonders. Pondering doesn't have to signify after-fight. It's a freedom given to everyone that can enlighten those under great confusion. In fact, it doesn't stop there. Contemplation, just like meditation, helps a person grasp a solution to a problem.

Some people still thought I was his slave, but not until a few days ago those bitches, I used to train with didn't know that I was close to their leader. All of it felt new and it felt rushed and at the same time, I think we were too stuck in one place. We carefully strolled through the woods and as we went higher and higher, the temperature felt colder. "So now, you can read my thoughts?" "Only what you are thinking at the moment if the window is opened. You do not have to worry about seeing your dark thoughts. The mind is expansive, there are some parts that some bonds can't get past." "It feels cold." I rubbed my arms with my finger.

“And you brother. Petty aren’t you, using other people just to get revenge on me.” Thoughts shrugs his shoulders. He’s like the calmer, more subdued version of Time. The more moral version of him too. I think Time knows that, and I think it bothers him a lot. I’m happy to be apart of Thoughts revenge. “No harm in taking you down a peg. You’re not very self aware,” Thought says calmly. Time shakes his head, clearly more than just irritated. This is exactly what I wanted.

I say without meaning. It is late. The rest of my home is silent. All the sound and activity concentrated in one room. Above my head, the light fitting has captured dead moths in the bowl of there is frosted glass. Inside there is a light bulb, a fragile glass shell, and a glowing filament. People often use light bulbs to represent ideas. Not me. My thoughts begin as pencil marks on a white page, soft abstract outlines. Slowly the lines grow clearer and acquire light and shade, depth, and clarity. "I have never met the killer," I say, turning my chair towards Blanche, "but suddenly I feel as though the assassin has sprung from within my mind, flesh and blood, with a voice that echoes in my e

Chapter-20 [ power ] Everything you need you already have. You are complete right now, you are a whole, total person, not an apprentice person on the way to someplace else. Your completeness must be understood by you and experienced in your thoughts as your reality. Although countless teachings instruct how to obtain enlightenment in a future life, almost all of them are nothing more than expedients, as the ultimate instruction there is simply no teaching that is superior to the true practice of the awakening to one’s nature. Don't get upset with little jerks in life because life is a road and problems are like speed breakers. They saved us from a big accident.

It will clear my thoughts for a bit. Welcome back Ahana.

I was hitting a blank. What else would be warm? I didn't know if the warm thoughts idea would work but it seemed worth a try. Mind over matter right? So if my mind thought I was burning alive right now everything else wouldn't matter. It was a stupid thought but I was taught that your mind is your greatest weapon especially since I didn't have to physically wield magic. I could just think about healing a person, imagine their broken bone repairing or their pained body fit again and they would miraculously heal. My mother had taught me how to use my mind to do those type of things since it was her specialty.

Zane moving between points, watching, calculating. I stood near the center of the room and focused on my hands. Golden light, I thought. Come on. Faint glow. Stronger when I thought of the baby. Stronger when I thought of the community running through the forest. Stronger when I thought of what was coming. "Inka." Zane's voice was low. "Your hands." I looked down. Both palms glowing steadily. Brighter than they'd ever been in practice. "Elder Thaddeus told me once that healing light can harm Zunter," I said. "That it's not just defensive."