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K.S. Janes

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You may not always see it, but your presence in this world has left ripples far beyond what you know. Someone still smiles at a memory you created together, still feels comforted by the kindness you once showed, and still finds courage in the words you spoke.

Someone hums a song that reminds them of you, sees beauty in the world because you pointed it out, and carries your wisdom in their heart. Someone stands a little taller because you believed in them, walks a little lighter because you were there, and dreams bigger because you told them they could.

You matter more than you realize ..

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In her book Wisdom Rising, Lama Tsultrim states:

The dakini is a messenger of spaciousness and a force of truth, presiding over the funeral of self-deception. Wherever we cling, she cuts; whatever we think we can hide, even from ourselves, she reveals. The dakini traditionally appears during transitions: moments between worlds, between life and death, in visions between sleep and waking, in cemeteries and charnel grounds.

"Within the sky-like empty mind, habitual tendencies and disturbing emotions are just like clouds and mist. When they appear, they appear within the expanse of empty mind. When they remain, they remain within the expanse of empty mind.

And when they dissolve, they dissolve in that same expanse of empty mind."

Padmasambhava

Take a walk through any thriving forest, and you won’t find uniformity—you’ll find balance through variety. Trees of every kind, fungi laced through the soil, insects, birds, predators, pollinators, and plants that bloom at different times, all playing their part. That’s not an accident. It’s a blueprint.

Diversity isn’t something nature tolerates. It’s something it requires to survive.

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Let nature remind you to breathe—not just with your lungs, but with your whole being. Let the wind teach you how to let go, the trees how to stand still, and the rivers how to keep moving forward. In the rustle of leaves, in the hush of the dawn, in the quiet patience of the earth, there is a steady rhythm calling you back to yourself. Inhale the calm, exhale the chaos. Let each breath be a conversation with the sky, the soil, and the soul. Let the world outside soften the storm within.

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