Deep Compassion to Ourself

When I child suffers, he or she cries a lot. They are hurt and in pain. A mother can transform their child’s suffering into tears of joy by listening and showing loving compassion to their child. Soon the child is smiling and joyful. I have seen this and experienced in real time.

You can do the same with your most inner child. Showing deep compassion to the hurt, misunderstood, and anxious parts of ourself. This is the practice of healing ourselves and the world. This is a way to transform suffering into joy in our own body and mind. đŸ™đŸ»

Namaste,

Johnny

Dreams

Here I lay

Listening to the soft voice of a yin yoga teacher

In a deep meditation

An American backpacker in a distant land

Byron Bay is the perfect place for those who are searching for self knowledge

A place to heal emotional wounds.

So here I lay in a dark yoga studio

Suddenly tears come down my cheeks

My inner Buddha speaking clearly without the distractions interfering

If I don’t let go of gambling

I let go of my dreams

I let go of my happiness & freedom

My life will read as a tragedy if I don’t change my ways

I’m 6 weeks sober from gambling

Turning my life around 1 day at a time

With aloha,

Johnny Hoffman

All Will Be Okay.

When we are lost

When we hit the lowest of lows

There is always light

Light within us

Surrounding us at every moment

 

Let the wind dry your tears

For every storm will pass

The sun will rise once more

Bringing light into the darkness

Self-Worth.

Views, likes, and followers

The new currency of self-worth.

 

How many followers does a person need to feel important?

How many likes do you need until you feel complete?

How many views till you’re content with your life?

Will you ever be satisfied?

 

Let go of the constant need for outside validation.

Let go of the obsession with likes, followers, and views.

 

Embrace your mission.

Embrace your purpose.

Your life is much more important the number of followers you have.

Quality over quantity. 

 

 

 

 

Prison Break.

Humanity builds their cellblock from within.

Years of fear, doubt, & worry.

Obsessed with control & power.

False sense of security.

 

Let’s plan a prison break.

Rip the shackles off tonight.

Let go of fear, worry, & doubt.

Embrace the path unknown.

 

Oh, how beautiful true freedom is!

One day worth more than a thousand in my cell.

Scrolling Away Our Life.

Depression

Anxiety.

A deep mental fog.

Sleep deprivation.

Constantly distracted.

 

Why must I be distracted from my life?

Is my cell phone more important than joy?

 

I must change this behavior.

Today, I will rip off the band-aid.

No more social media.

No more scrolling away my life.

Rock Bottom.

Lungs exhausted.

I’m barely breathing.

Pain deep in my bones.

Heart aching with loneliness.

Stomach twisted into origami.

 

It’s the coldest at the bottom.

Harsh winds.

Thunderous nights.

Misery in every moment.

 

All I want is to feel the cool breeze on a warm spring day.

 

To smile deeply.

To laugh.

Feel joy once more.

 

“Don’t worry!”  my mind tells me.

You have survived all that has come so far.

Darkness will become light.

Thanks to impermanence.

We will laugh, smile, and feel joy once more.

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Money, Followers, & Celebrity.

 

Money, followers, and celebrity.

The new American dream.

How many followers do you need to be content?

How many Tesla’s will bring long-lasting joy?

Once I get 100K followers and I’ll be content.

Ten million dollars a year would be perfect.

20 million.

50 million.

Naw 100 billion.

 

You’re hooked.

Addicted to more.

Never satisfied.

 

How will you ever be free?

 

No amount of money.

Materials or followers.

Will bring endless happiness.

 

 

Define enough.

And you’ll find that you already have plenty of it.

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Black Hole.

 

 

A black hole appears.

Gravity stronger than a billion suns.

Pulling me slowly into its endless abyss.

Will I be sucked into the darkness?

 

My mission.

My purpose.

My vision.

Is to alleviate suffering in this world.

Will I fulfill this life’s mission?

 

The black hole of distraction.

It’s gravity stronger than a billion stars.

Addicted to scrolling.

Scrolling through the darkness of social media.

 

There are no passions found in the black hole.

Only distraction.

No purpose or meaning.

Countless missions left incomplete.

 

 

Social media & distractions are not all meaningless blackholes. But we must be careful that we do not get sucked into their gravitational pull. Set boundaries. Know the signs of addiction. Use mindfully.