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Buddha sunrise

This is another day to be happy

No matter the yesterdays and tomorrows

Meditating away sorrows

There isnt a second of this second to borrow

I embrace; breathe peacefully transcendent

Counting my blessings

Addressing the necessary lessons

I have chosen a new path

Walk with me because to me this is clear as glass

Fasten your seatbelts life is fast

Never knowing how long youll last

Remove the masks evil and self doubt

Life is like a prison , but im with ya

Let me

Help you out

About me. A return

Its been a very long time since I have been away from WordPress. Id like to come back to this and reintroduce myself. My name is Nina and I’m 31 years old. Im a Buddhist, a step mother, an artist and a trans woman. I started this blog while living in a homeless shelter many years ago and I can remember walking across the street to the coffee shop to do my daily blogging every morning. I had originally thought i would simply write about living on the streets, but. It became much more than that.

Im returning now as many things have changed. I got married and am looking after a young one. I am sober. For the first time in my life. Something like 8 or 9 months. It has been easy but it hasn’t. I am very thankful for this morning; an opportunity to speak and place another step on this path. The path of buddha, sobriety, motherhood, art and most importantly love.

Im not sure where to begin but I suppose I already have. So since I have been gone; budhism has truly become my path. I have realized there is no place for alcohol in a buddhist. I see the dhamma now as the only path to be on. I am also a visual artist. A graffiti writer and painter. I am shocked and happy to say that art is my profession yet am still but what you would call the starving artist. But I am happy.

Sobriety was taken away from me by the age of 13. So 17 years of usage which is more than half of my life and pretty much the entirety of my adult life. I have found new ways to enjoy life, to cope with pain and anxiety. As i write i feel like the lotus blooming from the mud.

Hello everyone. Im here again. Im back

Love Nina

A prayer ….

Walking this path I count my steps

Carefully count my breaths

Walking straight and mindful

Vowing to bring fourth kindness

Drawing another breath I focuss

The simple motions

Eliminating negative emotions

Om nami padme hum

Loving living lotus compassion

Grant me the needed wisdom to encapsul

So i may bring joy while my steps

Carefully counting every breath

Morning rhymes

Thank the universe for I am born again

Electricly conduct positivity

For my breath breathes the white light

I am calm and at peace with my storm

Born again I thank the universe

I do not act drastic only compassion

Incredibly blessed; no stress

Buddha dhamma awaits; I’ll taste

The roots of ginsing in the morning

Reflect and cleanse any bad

Any sad I replace it as a lesson

And let myself grow; as I let it go

Pursuit of happiness; no grasping it; just be

I’m just me; sitting in the lotus

Meditating to infinity

Nina