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Taking

This is the magical practice of taking the suffering of all living beings mounted upon the breath:

I sit, surrounded by all sentient beings,
From the highest formless realms,
to the lowest rivers of Hell.

At my heart, lies a black seed,
The root of my self cherishing,
The cause of all the suffering,
There is in this world.

I see them, stretched out, boundless,
And allow my compassion to manifest,
Seeing their suffering, with my heart of love,
I cannot bear it for a moment longer.

In the form thick black smoke,
All of their suffering takes form,
Endless suffering, since beginningless time,
Gathers into universal storm clouds.

With a compassionate heart,
I inhale the suffering of all living beings,
Drawing it down into my heart,
Their suffering destroys my black seed.

I keep breathing in all their pain
Until thin wisps become nothing,
And my black seed is destroyed.
Until they are free of torment,
And I am free of holding myself paramount.

And then I hold a joy,
"Finally, we are free".
Sky_dancer
Written by Sky_dancer (A girl has no name)
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Author's Note
The secret, magical practice of taking. This meditation is a powerful method for putting our compassionate wish into action.
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