One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.
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Imagine lying on a warm, sandy beach. The sun is slowly heating your bare skin. A breeze tickles the hairs along your body. The rhythmic crashing of waves against the sandy shore lets your mind drift into a playful place. Your breathing slows, and you can feel the tiny grains of sand around your feet. A pulsing of energy radiates along your skin. You become aware of every tendril of heat wrapping around your body, every delicate puff of wind, the salt air entering your nose, and how your breath matches the rhythm of breaking waves. Do your senses feel alive?
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