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Vian motions for us to sit down on one of the four seats and asks us to place our hands on the central magnetic rock. It feels warm to the touch. He places his forehead slowly onto the Navel, takes a deep breath and begins to meditate. We close our eyes and follow suit. It is windy today. I can feel the light spray of the salty ocean drops falling onto my face as I sit in self-imposed darkness and silence. It is soothing, peaceful, quiet. It is not very often that you get the opportunity to take time out of your life, to assess what is important and what is not. I feel that this simple action here is very important. In some inexplicable way, it is more important than owning material possessions, because it has something to do with who I am. It has something to do with taking care of the self and not the external world, which so clutters everyone's daily lives with irrelevance.
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