#ending suffering

[serenityreikiclinic]

Repeating Patterns of Destruction?

Hi there and happy Monday,

Today I wanted to share a topic that is unfortunately all too familiar for many of us: Repeating patterns of suffering. These patterns can manifest in various ways, such as negative self-talk, toxic relationships, or self-destructive behaviors, and they can keep us feeling stuck, unhappy, and trapped in a cycle of pain. However, there are ways to break free from these patterns and create a more fulfilling life. Let's dive in.

First, it's important to understand why we repeat patterns of suffering in the first place. Many people believe we unconsciously recreate past experiences that were painful or traumatic as a way to gain mastery over them. In other words, we try to rewrite the story of our past by repeating it, hoping that this time we can control the outcome. However, this often leads to the same negative patterns repeating themselves over and over again, keeping us trapped in a cycle of suffering.

So, how do we break free from these patterns? 

Here are some tips:

Mindfulness meditation: Mindfulness meditation can help us become more aware of our thoughts and feelings, and create space between them and our reactions. This can help us break free from automatic, unconscious patterns of behavior and allow us to make more conscious, intentional choices.

Affirmations: Affirmations are positive statements that we repeat to ourselves to help shift our mindset and beliefs. By replacing negative self-talk with positive affirmations, you can reprogram your subconscious mind and create a more positive, empowering inner dialogue.

Spiritual Coaching: Coaching and especially Shadow Work can help us identify and process the root causes of our repeating patterns as well as provide us with tools and strategies to break free from them. Spiritual coaching along with energy medicine can be very effective in helping individuals overcome repeating patterns of suffering.

Self-care: Taking care of ourselves physically, emotionally, and spiritually can help us build resilience and reduce the likelihood of falling back into old patterns. This can include activities such as exercise, meditation, spending time in nature, and engaging in creative pursuits.

Breaking free from repeating patterns of suffering is not easy, but it is possible. By being mindful, using positive affirmations, seeking a coach, and practicing self-care, we can create a more fulfilling and joyful life. Remember, you deserve to be happy and free from suffering.

At Serenity Reiki Clinic, we offer energy sessions and coaching to assist you in this process. I'm also in the process of developing a free 10-day email challenge to show you how you can easily end this cycle of needless suffering. It will be out this summer, so stay tuned.

Other News:

-The Reiki Clinic was invited to join Recast TV. We will still be on Youtube, but will offer new content on this platform. Our channel is here:  https://share.recast.tv/u/8gPr3?referrer=8gPr3 If you want to follow us. 

- I should have the UK July dates for Reiki I and Spiritual Reiki locked in next week. I will also be seeing clients in person (how exciting!) and of course making videos. 

-We opened up another day for Spiritual Reiki Attunements in Amsterdam! (Email for info)

But now this post has turned into a novella and I really need to get back to work, lol 

Have questions or need more Information? Email me! 

Serenityreikiclinic@gmail.com

Reiki Blessings,

 Sarah

Sarah Parker Thomas, RRSM

Serenity Reiki Clinic/Bliss Soul-to-Soul Coaching -- 

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[tariah23]

The manga industry, especially JUMP, needs to hurry up and do away with weekly scheduling for mangaka. There needs to better regulations put into place for their health and safety because this is pitiful. Two weeks - monthly updates should’ve already been the standard for the manga industry at this point. These money grabbers will only continue to put the lives of these artists at stake for the sake of capitalism unless some serious changes are implemented.

[twilight-trackss]

been re-reading some batman reborn stuff lol

[nadasaftawi]

Life is unbearable. Please save my children; I don't want them to die in Gaza. If I don't survive, please don't forget them. Save them after I'm gone.❤️🙏

[ruporas]

need to exist in your warmth (id in alt)

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

[shellem15]

Can I just say, I really appreciate how Critical Role plays the Devil trope straight. There's been this phenomena in a lot of modern media (I'm not going to mention specifics but I'm sure a few examples pop up in people's minds) where Hell and the Devil aren't scary or malevolent forces. Hell is portrayed as being basically the same as our world just "edgier", and the Devil is a pretty decent guy actually. Heaven are secretly the real bad guys!

But Critical Role doesn't do that. In Exandria, Asmodeus *feels* like the Devil. He's malevolent and manipulative and terrifyingly powerful and he hates you, personally. We never see that type of portrayal anymore! And it's amazing! And he still manages to be sympathetic and tragic without losing his edge!

And the "Good Gods" are portrayed as flawed without being secretly evil or something! Like, actual nuance? In my Heaven/Hell dichotomy? What!?

It's just such a breath of fresh air after so many "The Devil was right, actually" stories. So props to Matt and Brennan and the cast.

[lucabyte]

On autonomy, and what it means to be Obliged to Help.

Bonus:

[idolomantises]

I actually didn’t notice that all of Isaac’s appearances have ended with him suffering until some people pointed it out 💀

[serenityreikiclinic]

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[hinamie]

domain expansion

[zhukzucraft]

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As the strange world around you flashes, you close your eyes and open them again to the sun setting on the first day of the new game.

You are back at spawn and you are not alone.

Skizz: Mumbo!!!!

Mumbo: Oh my goodness

Mumbo: Skizz!

Mumbo: It was you!

Skizz: Yep!

Skizz: You and I are joined at the hip now, my guy, so you better get used to it!!

Mumbo: Oh

Mumbo: You-

Mumbo: You really chose to stay with me so fast? I'd barely even finished reading the rules!

Skizz: Yeah, what was there to think about? I knew my buddy wouldn't betray me!

Mumbo: But we're already down to yellow

Mumbo: Because of me

Mumbo: I just...

Mumbo: I don't even know how it happened, honestly, I'm so sor-

Skizz: Hey, who cares about that! You know what's important?

Skizz: You and I are together now!

Skizz: And if we put together that big smart brain of yours and these guns we will be unstoppable!

Mumbo: ah

Mumbo: Right.

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Start Over -- Go Back

[choccy-milky]

part 3 to my modern AU 💞🍺 (part 1 / part 2)

[very-small-giant]

finally got around to listening to the adventure zone and OH MY GOD i have been missing out

[acid-ixx]

mild spoilers for chapter six for my series again &. again, but i really feel the need to ramble about this, and i'd love to hear anybody's opinion on this hehe.

as i write outline chapter six (and write for chapter five), i'd like to say i couldn't wait to write the reader's face reveal in bruce's perspective. and it's not just angst, for me, this plays a very pivotal turn for the series— because bruce will spiral to insanity.

to never once see a single portrait of your second youngest child, whose presence has long been erased from the manor, not a single image, nor trace of you is sickening to the heart, even if he scours through the internet day and night for a single memoir of you, nothing— but to find your portrait in alfred's living quarters and seeing you for the first time in forever? graduating a milestone no less?

god, he's in for a ride just analyzing every aspect of your physical appearance.

the color of your eyes, the shape of your nose, the quip of your mouth, the fat in your cheeks; even the length of your lashes! god, does he brand it into the deepest parts of his mind to never forget you anymore. his pearl, his treasure.

the longer he stares, the more he notices and gazes even more, obsessive as he stands lonesome in the room with every bone in his body locking up, his eyes unable to look away from the portrait that showcases his baby child.

and there, there it is that he concludes a detail so small it's unrecognizable for someone who's seen it for his entire life; yet it's all the same triggered deranged emotions deep within him.

— you don't just share him and your mother's traits, no, your smile is also reminiscent of his mother's.

martha wayne, who'd died in his arms, laying in a pool of her blood with a bullet grazed deep inside her body. his loving mother, who caressed his face whenever he'd cry from his nightmares, who'd shown him motherly love that until now he still craves.

she died with her pearl necklace that once decorated her porcelain neck spilling to the ground and stained with crimson.

you wore pearl earrings on your graduation.

the thought alone is enough for him to just snap.

this? this is the child that he's been neglecting far too long? who shares the same, loving expression of his mother's? his child? not even a single memory could be conjured with you but fantasies now do. if your happiest moments were within the picture frame that he holds with shivering fingers at present; could your smile be any wider if you'd be with him?

how come he never once noticed? why is bruce always destined to fail left and right? why, just why is he brimming with jealousy for all the people who must've seen your smile before him, and contempt for himself that he was never there to pick you up from the police station beforehand?

bruce isn't a heckler for favoritism, but a darker part of him is motivated to take you away from wherever you are, and to never let anybody else witness his beautiful, little treasure.

he's gotham's knight, first and foremost. but he's a father, too, with goals to protect his children just like a father should.

and the things he'd do for you, his child, now? anything.

if it means he has to see that smile, then he'll turn the world upside-down.

he has to protect your smile.

[teh-inggris]

pvp civ nation...... this aint much but pls take my contribution for this series bc im going insane i love hate this man so much get him out of my head