Zombie Hunter's Guide to Meditation: Shunya Mudra

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Take time out of every single day and seek peace. Close your eyes. Empty your mind. Let go of the voices, the daily regrets, the thoughts that bind you to your cycles. Find the emptiness that exists in your mind in the spaces when you dare not to think, where only anahata is present. Expand those fleeting moment as if your were to embrace the opposite of will, the alter ego of intent. Practice how to go heartbeat to heartbeat without so much as a thought as you embrace the ethereal floating nature of suspending your thoughts into the ether, in the space between the spaces, where your heart leads your actions.

Then, I like to pop my headphones on, turn up some death metal, and drag that emptiness out into the street and beat it out of existence. I take a bat to it and make damn sure that my heart knows exactly how much of a pain in the ass this whole high-road is gonna be, Mr. Oh-yeah I-can-take-on-the-whole-zombie-army. Sure thing, boss. Ego much?

Remember, that water cannot be fluid in formlessness. Earth has no solidity where there is nothingness. Your breath has no life where space overwhelms. And of vital importance to zombie hunters everywhere, your fire cannot rage in emptiness.

And yet, there is no room for any of these elemental concepts without space, where the battle for balance, nurturing, and growth takes place. This is where you learn to be strong, on the inside, where you are weak in thoughtfulness, where meekness draws you into the false security of just letting it go, allowing the world to run roughshod over you, where you give up fighting, where your dreams die, just for a little peace and quiet.

They will come for you. They will tell you that you are wrong and that you don't deserve to win, to stand on high ground and claim victories, to ever be a champion. They will tell you that your dreams are worthless, and that you are not even worth that. They will lie to you to make you seem less, so that they can pretend that they are more.

Clear your damn mind, get your shit together, and then get back out there and fight like the burning inferno of rage that simmers just below the surface of everyone, everywhere, all the time. Just don't pretend that it's not there, and don't be petty about it. Rage where it is important, where passion makes a difference, where the burning fire in your soul will do more than just consume you.

We all fight the urge to become zombies, to follow the crowd and to let others think for us, to seek approval where none is needed. Follow your heart, even unto death, as it is the only path worth traveling in life, and the one that you will be known for.


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