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LAST CHANCE TATTOO & ART STUDIO
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1-Begin sitting in a cross-legged or lotus position. the important point is to maintain a vertical, lengthened spine.

2-Close your eyes and become aware of your body by focusing your attention on each individual part starting with your feet and working your way up to your head. Gently relax each part as you think about it.

3-Open your eyes and focus your attention at a point on the floor a few feet in front of you. Place your left hand over your right and let your hands press lightly against your lower belly. This area, which is a few inches below your navel, is your body’s center of gravity. The Samurai called this Hara and believed it to be the center of the life force.

4-Now bring your attention to the flow of your breathing. As you inhale through your nose imagine that you are drawing the life force of the universe into your hara. Exhale through your mouth slowly and completely imagining that you are releasing all impurities and anxieties. At first practice this simple meditation for just a few minutes at a time.

-One day as Manjusri stood outside the gate, the Buddha called to him, “Manjusri, Manjusri, why do you not enter?” Manjusri replied, “I do not see myself as outside. Why enter?”

-There are thousands upon thousands of students
who have practised meditation and obtained its fruits.
Do not doubt its possibilities because of the simplicity of the method.
If you can not find the truth right where you are,
where else do you expect to find it? -Dogen

please en]oy…

”...you’re not how much money you’ve got in the bank. You’re not your job. You’re not your family, and you’re not who you tell yourself…. You’re not your name…. You’re not your problems…. You’re not your age…. You are not your hopes. You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else, and we are all part of the same compost pile. I’ve met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, “Why?” Why did I cause so much pain? Didn’t I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can’t I see how we’re all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God’s got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, “No, that’s not right.” Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can’t teach God anything.” ~Chuck Palahniuk

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