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A new year is here, what about the old things?

Somewhere I read that we are born everyday and that everyday is an opportunity to be amazing. I feel in a way it's true. As the year 2022 comes, let us drop the ills of the year 2021 and emerge in our pure, cleansed form in the new year. Like entering a holy shrine, leaving behind the contamination around us. There are so many things that we can do to find our Ikigai. 

I have a few that I want to follow this year:

Promote reading: I want to, in my own humble way, want to promote reading. Try and gift books so that people start reading again. Nothing can replace a good book. The invisible world that becomes visible through words, it's like magic.

Travel more to quiet places: hoping that this would help me find peace. Help me travel within. Find ways to reach the equilibrium and the centre of my life. So that I feel peace, power of God within me

Cleanse my mind: I want to focus on my self development. So that I'm better a bit everyday. More content. More connected to the divine. More minimalistic. More successful in living a great life. Let's see how it goes.

I'm in love with something but I don't know what it is. My mind seeks answers for questions I don't know. I want to connect mentally and spiritually to the centres of knowledge and intelligence so that my mind opens to possibilities. And reach higher goals in life. Be more than a materialistic being.

Fingers crossed. Let's see how things unfold. Wish me luck😊

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