I enjoy whistling when listening to cheerful music.
My mind and body is one dancing organism.
I have abundant spare time to take action.
I focus on areas over which I can exercise power and fruitful control.
The whole point of meditation is admitting the suffering and moving on.
The world is bigger than any single problem I'm obsessing about.
The world is a much better place that is portrayed on social media.
I am well-positioned to handle most of whatever is coming next.
I have two working computers and two phones in my portfolio.
Thanissaro Bhikkhu's gigantic website is an ocean of blessings deserving of constant overwhelming gratitude 24/7/365.
I am getting the hang of this! I belong in the human enterprise.
I can start making a list of things I will need in the future. I can let go of things I don't really need.
I am a real man. Women like me.
I continue to be strong and healthy.
I feel refreshed and well-rested as I face what's coming next.
My Facebook account mobile phone continues to be healthy and I have it kept in a safe place.
I have my own private office.
I am warm as toast in the Australian winter without any heating, wearing beanie, mittens and thermolactyl undergarments.
I'm looking forward to a book and CD I've ordered.
I'm looking forward to waking up refreshed tomorrow morning.
I have friends even when I'm suffering.
I'm constantly either meditating or engaging in Right Speech.
I continue on my daring mission to shed light on the mysteries of human happiness.
My experience as a Rugby League football fan deserves to be on my resume! I've been a hypochondriac since puberty. But my dream of playing Rugby League in heaven is still alive. Rugby League is a dangerous sport. They wear no protective gear, and, until it was banned in 2006, there was what's called a "shoulder charge" where the purpose is not just to stop the opponent advancing in yardage but to inflict pain and preferably concussion. Once an Australian international player was penalized by a strange foreign referee because his tackle was "too fierce" which I found hilarious! The G-forces of the hardest tackles in Rugby League are about 20 G's! An astronaut only feels 3 G's or three times his or her bodyweight. Anyway my dream is to be reborn in heaven with such a powerful body that I could deploy and receive shoulder charges in celestial games of Rugby League with no risk of injury. The news media report afte...
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