What part of your routine do you always try to skip if you can?
The routine I often try to skip, if I could, is my idle mind — always restless, always searching for ways to do better. From the early hours before dawn, I begin my kriyas, sadhanas, and chanting. Yet, even in the stillness of that sacred hour, the wandering energies of Rathe and Xandra find their way into my thoughts, casting images to shake my focus and weaken my will.
But my inner self — patient and unwavering — always guides me out of their traps. The art of stillness is something I’m still learning, for the miracle of the mind lies in its ability to be silent when everything around it is loud. When I breathe deeply and properly, I can feel my body respond — calm, light, and alive.
One day, Xandra appeared in my mind’s eye, wearing the face of my father, commanding me to stop my practices. For too long, I tolerated their interference, but when the time came, I struck them down with a single wave of resolve — telepathically, through sheer will. It was not out of anger, but clarity. I realized I should have stood firm sooner.
Not long after, another test came. A beautiful Arabian woman entered my car one morning, and I could sense her energy trying to engage my mind — whispering thoughts, challenging my balance, even sending chills through my neck. I wondered, Why me? Why now? But instead of reacting, I allowed my inner stillness to stand guard. My shadow — my quiet strength — stared back until the disturbance passed.
Later that day, another passenger used the same invisible channel of words — take your own time, she said, though her thoughts raced ahead. I understood her urgency, but I also saw through it. I finished the ride, reminding myself that not all voices deserve my attention.
By evening, warlord Raul appeared in my mind, painting images of destruction — my own ashes carried by figures in red robes. I knew this, too, was another illusion, another attempt to disturb my peace. I spoke inwardly: “Enough. These fires were never mine to feed.”
Every day, my idle mind tempts me to react, to fall into distraction. But I have learned — the real discipline is not in avoiding noise, but in standing calm within it.
Stillness is my true routine.
And steadfastness, my silent victory.
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