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<center style="padding:1em; border: 3px solid white;">GAIA'S HEARTBEAT</center>
Imagine there's no time limit. Imagine there's no age but youth. Imagine we are all friends...Do you feel [[depressed|Depression]]?
Do you feel [[elated|Sun]]?
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The sun fills your heart with warmth. Close your eyes.
[[You feed yourself with positive messages|Baggage]].
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Your emotional baggage is heavy on your shoulders. Your mind repeats destructive patterns.
[[You can't help but feel caught and overwhelmed.|Self-help]]<<endif>>
<<if $elated eq "yes">>The state remains till the end of the day.[[You start another day|Imagine...the beginning]].<<endif>>
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Depression is creativity stuck on the inside under the weight of silence.
[[Your mind imagines something bad|Baggage]].
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>If still depressive do one of the following or all in any order.
>[[Find a place to scream]]
>[[Force a smile]]
>[[Work out till you drop]]
>[[Watch a fun TV show]]
>[[Write a journal of feelings]]
Else go for a walk and meet [[Gaia's Heartbeat]].
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>Wraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!
>[[Self-help]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>You smile and the [[Universe smiles back to you]].
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>You train till your muscles burn and ache with heat. You are happy.
[[Self-help]].
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>Television has saved your life, you tell yourself. Maybe it will do the trick this time too. How about a good old TV series, like a funny "Seinfeld" or maybe "Friends"?
And still...there must be more to life than this, not that you are giving up on your dear old friend. Yet something within you needs a change. They were talking about Mother Earth in a newspaper article recently. Check out [[Mother Earth]] on the Internet.
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>A journal is a means of communication...they say that to write is to have the courage to reach out. So let's reach out, you tell yourself.
Maybe it will be cathartic. Two hours later you are surrounded by dozens of written papers. The paper is granulated and smells nice. You think of a far memory of your primary school teacher teaching you and your long lost collegues about trees and Mother Earth. Gaia they call her don't they?
[[You hear a heart beat...]]
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Everything has a name and place. You too have a name and a place. You may not have found it but it may also be staring you in the face.
[[Back to the therapy session|Self-help]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>The more you give it time and thought the more you feel at a loss. Confusion and insecurity send you into a vortex of anxiety. You may need help.
[[The Yogi Path]]
[[Go back home]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>You try to escape the feeling something is wrong. But the inner voice of your conscience won't let you be. You try to seek refuge in different things.
[[Alcohol]]
[[TV]]
[[Drugs]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>You are alone in this urban psychological war zone. You feel different than all the rest...you reject them all as dangerous or unimportant. You are wrong...
[[Think about it]]
[[Forget about it]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>You are in front of a sea of glittering lights. A thick low rise tree breathes before you. In front of it a small person dressed in white sits in a lotus.
"You have found me. What is it that you seek?"
>[[I am lost. I need help.]]
>[[Is this just a dream?]]
>[[I don't need this bull! I want out of here.]]
>[[Let me be. Noone can understand.]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>"Stop for a moment and really breathe. Breathe deeply."
You take a deep breath in and close and open your eyes.
"What is scaring you?"...
>"Why do you think I am scared?"
"Fear is at the base of all troubles."
>"But I don't think I am afraid."
"Are you sure? Then what is the matter? Something wrong in your life?"
>"I am not sure..."
"Breathe some more. Always stop and breathe deeply when you aren't feeling well."
>[[Self-help]]
>[[The Yogi Path]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>"And even if it is...why not relax and enjoy it?"
>[[Self-help]]
>[[The Yogi Path]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>"Noone but yourself can really help you. Remember at least this."
>[[Self-help]]
>[[The Yogi Path]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>"If only //you// could understand. That is all it takes."
>[[Self-help]]
>[[The Yogi Path]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>[[Start another day like the last one|Imagine...the beginning]].
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>You take a bottle of liquor from the cabinet in the living room. Picking a glass as you pass through the kitchen towards the living room you start humming a cheerful song. You sit down and pour yourself a full glass. Twenty minutes later you start feeling woozy. You lie down on the couch where you were seated and doze off.
Empty space...you are falling through the Milky way galaxy of stars. You are enjoying it...but then you start feeling afraid as the speed becomes faster and faster...suddenly you awake or so you think. [[Continue breathing|The Yogi Path]].
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>The TV, a dear friend of you might be able to save you yet another time. You seat yourself down before it and start browsing the channels. You watch the news for some time but it all feels the same. You'd like to learn something new. In that perspective, you reach the Namaste channel. [[Watch|The Yogi Path]].
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>You walk out of the house and direct your steps towards the park. You know people get it somewhere there usually. You walk fast and can't help but check around you for cops. A group of dubious people talk loudly near a statue. You fumble about, eyeing them. Suddenly one approaches you. As he gets closer you notice he has a knife in his hands. It is late. The lights are not very strong in this part of the park. You change your mind and quickly change your direction. You start running and hearing footsteps behind you. Your heart starts pounding hard. You stop 10 minutes later near a tree. You crumble at its roots and cry. The heartbeat pounds in your ears.
[[Close your eyes|The Yogi Path]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>!!!//"Gaia - Mother Earth: if only we could hear her heartbeat and check for her pulse as easily as in any medical clinic... But things are not that easy...or are they? Maybe we only need learn her language, which is our old and sometimes forgotten language."//
You ponder on the narrator's point and suddenly start feeling a rhythmic sound...Pum, pum, pum pum...What is it?...Have you gone mad?...[[Close your eyes and imagine Gaia|Gaia's Heartbeat]]
<center style="padding:1em;"><small>Written by I.T. 2015</small></center>Nothing could have prepared you for what was to follow. The sound of the heartbeat got closer and closer. It synched with yours. You are not alone. Millions of souls connect and disconnect from this rhythm every second. You want to stay near it...it feels like the warmth of a mother's womb. You feel complete. [[Start the day over|Imagine...the beginning]].
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