What a deep experience, wow what freshness. The complete spiritual tune up and oil change. That is the only way I can describe it. The last half of my Temple Meditation was of working out, especially dead lifting. The irony is that I worked out hard yesterday but didn't have any gas in the tank. Today during that last half I just visualized dead lifts, dead lifts, dead lifts, like a train on a crash coarse.
When I got out, and went home, I changed and went to the gym. Sure enough, and not messing about I went right to it. Started with a medium weight. Cranked out 12 reps with out even taking a break like an old locomotive from long ago just getting started. As I churned I added more weights. Two people training together where watching me intently, trying to figure out where I was getting the power. (wink) well at one point the one who was training the other came over to me to ask if I was doing some sort of variation of dead lift. No, I thought I'm just doing living lifts. My answer was ? His reply "well Ive never seen some one just bounce it off the floor in one continuous motion." Then as he went back to training his friend, "He doesn't look that big, but man can he lift some weight" He said it quietly so it was hard to hear. He continued," I couldn't do that much" I smiled ear to ear and said a silent tak. kittos.
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