Danka Markiewicz

• 65.A course in miracles/Kurs cudów 3 years ago  Despite good intentions, sometimes the unknown force could steer us in the wrong direction. I left my old life believing that I want to find God, but instead I wished to settle the old debts with the person I’ve got so fed up: Danka. “Nobody can say anything about you. Whatsoever people say...
• 64.A course in miracles/Kurs cudów 3 years ago Lately from my posts you can think that I can never forgive my mother. On the one hand it’s impossible: I believe in „A Course in Miracles” teaching. The spirit is the authentic self, and not the physical figure. The Kingdom of Heaven is within you means that suffering is an illusion, because...
• Empty place/Puste miejsce 3 years ago  Considering how often I write about my mother, you would think that I’m obsessed with her. It must be true because since I remember she was my target. She managed to cancel my existence before it really started. The empty place was filled out by her own, suffering person. What was left of young...
• Fabbricante di lacrime 3 years ago Those who have been reading me must have noticed that I paint myself in sad colours. I realise that it’s only point of view: in reality I’ve always had exactly what I needed. Still, I can repeat after Carly Simon: „Suffering was the only thing that made me feel I was alive.” Just like in...
• 14.Zagłuszanie myśli 3 years ago  Dobry wojak Szwejk ujął to w ten sposób: “Posłusznie melduję, panie majorze, że gdy coś przeskrobię, to odczuwam zawsze jakiś niepokój, strach i wyrzuty sumienia. Ale gdy mam wychodne i gdy wracam do koszar w porze przepisanej i w porządku, wówczas opanowuje mnie jakiś błogi...

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