THIS HUMAN IS MEDITATING ON A PILE OF SWORDS TO COLLECT EVERY THOUGHT. HE’S CLOSED HIS EYES TO APPRECIATE ALL THAT LIFE HAS BROUGHT.
SOMETIMES TO GO FORWARDS WE NEED TO FIRST CHILL, RECUPERATE AND SIT ON SOME SWORDS.

TO TAKE THE TIME TO REATTACH ALL THOSE TANGLED-UP MIND-CORDS.
THE SWORDS REPRESENT ALL THE ACTION WE’VE TAKEN SO FAR AND HOW WE ARE HEADED TOWARDS OUR NORTH STAR. IT’S THE SO OFTEN NEEDED REST FROM ALL THAT HAS PUT US TO THE TEST.
 
WHEN LIFE HAS SUCKED OUR ENERGY LIKE A VAMPIRE. IT’S TIME TO REST AT A COSY CAMPFIRE.
REPLENISH THOSE SOURCES. SO, WE CAN SET OFF ON NEW COURSES.

ALL THE ANSWERS YOU WANT SO DEARLY ARE INSIDE OF YOU SO CLEARLY.
RETRACT FROM ALL THAT DRAINS YOU AND ALL THAT PAINS YOU.
YOU MIGHT HAVE BEEN THROUGH A LOSS AND NEED TO GET BACK YOUR GLOSS.

TRUST ME, BEING ALONE WILL HELP YOU TO HONE.
THROW ON THOSE YOGA PANTS AND GO DO SOME TANTRA, EAT A BAG OF CRISPS OR HUM YOUR FUNNY MANTRA.

IT MIGHT TAKE SOME TIME, BUT YOU WILL BE FINE.