"Shall I show you a way to begin working on a space to cultivate its karma?"
An hour of work every day for seven days, fed with a bit of karma, is the formula to start with. Work done with the intent of cultivating karma.
Kreyu draws lines on the wall in charcoal, the positions of planets, of stars, a calendar of sorts. She has only finished explaining what she is drawing for Spring to Skellig when she feels things 'settle' in the room.
"That right there is the feeling you're looking for, that's how you will know its been fed enough for the day."
She smiles. "And the hottest part of the day has arrived, when sensible people should be resting." Or, possibly, 'resting' indoors.
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"Shall I show you a way to begin working on a space to cultivate its karma?"
An hour of work every day for seven days, fed with a bit of karma, is the formula to start with. Work done with the intent of cultivating karma.
Kreyu draws lines on the wall in charcoal, the positions of planets, of stars, a calendar of sorts. She has only finished explaining what she is drawing for Spring to Skellig when she feels things 'settle' in the room.
"That right there is the feeling you're looking for, that's how you will know its been fed enough for the day."
She smiles. "And the hottest part of the day has arrived, when sensible people should be resting." Or, possibly, 'resting' indoors.