The pictures on the wall of tranquil horizons looking out across the sea. Aphorisms and poems written by Sri Chinmoy that stir something inside me every time I read them. The photos of my friends and I on joy weekends laughing and sharing loads of joy. In one corner is my meditation area where I light candles and my favourite incense and meditate in the mornings and evenings before I sleep.

My mum once gave me a crystal salt lamp that glows beside my peace lily with three pure white flowers peaking up from the green leaves. In my room I have a glockenspiel and a flute that I play tunes on. After playing for a while I feel like I have been meditating, my mind is calm and quiet and I feel very content.

After a busy day there is nothing better than coming home, putting on some flute music, lighting some incense and having some time just to be. Sometimes, amidst a busy day of doing things, I forget that the whole purpose of it all is to grow into our spirituality. In doing so, we do make spiritual progress, but I like to think that occasionally doing absolutely nothing but finding joy in simply existing is OK as well.

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