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When you read my book, THE MOSAIC, it will touch your heart and soothe your soul. And for many, that beautiful experience will be what they take away from their time with it. And yet, it should come as no surprise, that a book whose message is “to see what you do not see” would also offer something to those who delve a little deeper. To those who listen not only to the words of the story, but to the space between those words. it is quite possible that they will not only experience the heart warming story of connection but also, a magic that will alter their reality.

Remember what Mo’s father tells him,  “Nothing is as it seems.” What would you see if you could see what you don’t see?  What would you hear if you were to listen to the silence? When we listen, everything in the world speaks to us.

These Mindhacks are some of what came to me when I sat quietly with each chapter and allowed the space between the words to speak to me. What will the space between the words say to you?



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I am so honoured to have been asked to be a contributing writer for THRIVEGLOBAL.com. This is the Arianna Huffington’s community she created after she left Huffington Post. It is amazing to me that something I was so familiar with was so hard for me to write succinctly, but I feel like I achieved what I set out to do in this blog post.

I would love to hear what you think. Please let me know your thoughts below or email me. Thank You.




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these 4 words have the potential to change my life.
i have heard them so many times before
and always thought they were simple and sweet
but today as i sat in meditation, they entered me
like they have never done before.
i have not been kind to the people closest to me
to the ones i love most deeply
to the ones who have the greatest capacity to love me
and hurt me.
i think of myself as a spiritual man,
and most of the time, i am happy
by the way i show up in the world.
BUT (not and) . . . .
all to often, my practice of kindness is not in sync
with who i think i am.
so often, i act from a wounded place
a place of feeling hurt . . .
by how hard i am on myself,
by the pain i feel when i others i love hurt me
and by the fear that if i am vulnerable, i will get hurt more.
quite simply the pain of being vulnerable,
(and the hurt that could happen
whether real, empathic, or imagined)
becomes my reason to protect myself
behind the walls of my silo.
the more i remain there
the stronger my desire to protect myself
and defend myself becomes.
and from that place of hurt
that place where love and kindness is most needed,
there is not the vulnerability to be open
to allow love and kindness in.
what exists is fight or flight.
in my silo, i close myself off,
the walls of my silo protect me and create distance
and kindness is replaced by fear.
that is why when i meditated on these words this morning
they entered me so deeply.
i smiled because it may be simple, but it is NOT easy.
and yet, easy or not, kindness is the cure.
kindness melts the wall.
when i am kind to myself, i don’t try to knock myself down,
i no longer hit myself
and no longer need to protect myself from my own attacks,
because i don’t do that anymore.
my wall melts.
kindness is the cure.
if we were all to practice kindness to each other
i believe our world would change
our relationships, our politics, our government,
our relationship to our planet.
i know the practice of kindness will change me.
and so today i put on my BeKind2U Bracelet and recommit myself to the practice of kindness.
i welcome any and all who feel drawn to join me


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3 years ago, i finished writing The Mosaic.
and the lessons i have learned along the way are huge.

lesson 1 – things take time
i have always felt like this is a book for the ages
and that it’s impact will affect millions and millions of people.
i thought i would write this book,
send it to publishers,
tell my “friends” about it who would then tell their friends about it
we would sell lots of copies
and start to redefine the paradigm of the world
from a vertical paradigm where people fix those who need to be fixed
to a MOSAIC PARADIGM where just by coming together
we all become more than we are individually.
what i realize now is that growth happens more organically.
everything has it’s moment and i must prepare myself
so that when the moment comes, i embrace it.

lesson 2 – love is the only things that matters
whereas i have said this over and over, i have not felt it or lived it
i still don’t.
to love, to really love for me has been so hard
to let another person in, to have real intimacy,
i look forward to that moment.
i am learning patience. (see lesson 1 – things take time
and my destination has changed.
love is the destination. love is the journey. love is my purpose.
and no matter how many times, i stumble, i get up again
loving myself in the process.

lesson 3 – patience takes kindness
as crazy as this might sound, i now believe kindness is my religion
the dalai lama said that and i never understood it until this moment.
kindness to self is the practice of my new religion
it allows me to accept all that happens and surrender to it.

lesson 4 – silos
i/we have so many walls around me/us
i have been humbled by how few people really know themselves.
i/we have hidden behind the walls i/we use to protect my/ourselves
for so long, i/we have started to believe i/we are those walls
i am not those walls
and though they once protected me, they isolate me
and keep me removed from others.
there is no intimacy in my wall meeting your wall
and there is also no connection.

lesson 5 – be vulnerable
when i take down my wall, i stand unprotected
i can no longer hide behind who i want you to see, i am just me.
in that, there is so much freedom.

i could go on and on as The Mosaic has given me so much.
not only in the words, but in the space between the words.
it has been a gift to me and i so hope you experience it
and that it will be a gift also to you.

3 years. WOW!


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It is so simple

but I made it so complicated.

As I meditate on this, and sit with it, and feel it

I realize, I have protected myself for so long

I have forgotten the one thing that will end all of my pain

how to love.


I have surrounded myself with walls to protect myself from getting hurt

walls of pain protecting me from more pain.

how did I ever start to believe that made sense?

and the more my walls of pain protected me

the more I forgot how to love.


sitting here now,

I see it all starts with kindness to myself,

in the beautiful practice of loving me.

this love strengthens me and this love melts the walls that protect me

for love needs no protection.

love is love. love is connection.

love removes pain by simply being there

just like light removes darkness because its presence makes it impossible for darkness to be.


and love grows

the more I love, the more I feel a connection to the source of all that love is.

I connect to something so much bigger than myself

and in this connection, I merge with the love that creates all things.

I become connected to the source of all love.


and love grows again

and in this expansion of love, I see my purpose

I am here to experience this experience.

I am here to love.

that is my purpose.


and love grows again,

with love as my purpose I now know what i am here to do

i am here to just love. love is all there is

and i can do nothing other now than love.

and just by being love, pain vanishes.

and this is The Mosaic, a connection of love with others that heals pain.

these are the four practices of connection. this is THE MOSAIC.



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i am living in a painted silo
hiding and protecting myself from the world around me.
and as vulnerable and real as i try to be
i still see how scared i am:
to love and be loved
to stand unprotected in front of you
to allow myself to feel
because i am scared that you will hurt me.
one of the most recent reveals The Mosaic has given to me is:
the action plan its story tells.
when Mo, the protagonist,
experiences the greatest pain he has ever known
the loss of his parents,
he doesn’t hide scared in his silo,
he goes out walking
he meets people and listens to them tell their story.
the world he sees is suddenly different
the sky unzips and he finds his heaven.
once again, i see The Mosaic came to me for me.
i have silo’ed myself away
scared to go out and experience “the pain”
of the world around me, scared to be hurt again.
and i have painted my silo
and fooled myself into thinking i am visible.
it is time to start “my walk”.
to listen more to the people i meet
to hold the space for us to empty ourselves of our stories
to feel safe enough to come out of our painted silos
and be ourselves.
i invite you to join me.
this is a call to all of you
every piece of The Mosaic
to those who feel broken and whole
pretty and ugly
strong and weak
capable and not worthy
rich and poor
white and of color,
people of all faiths and those of no faith
to every religion and every nation
this is a call for all of you who have forgotten
who you are
and how exquisite you are
how important you are
and how needed you are
this is a call for all of you
to do now what you came here to do
our world needs you.
come out with me from behind your painted silo
and show the world exquisiteness of who we are
when we come together.
this is what i learned today from my book, The Mosaic.
what will you experience in reading it?
#TheMosaic #ComeOutFromYourPaintedSilo #WalkListenFindHeaven #WeAreAllConnected


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yesterday, i had some beautiful conversations
with people whose connection opened the door for me
to see more clearly the space that i am being asked to enter.
it is such a beautiful space and i left those conversations
humbled and in awe
and happy to feel such a beautiful resonance
with the space where i am headed.
but as sister gyanamata,
one of yogananda’s foremost disciples used to say
and i paraphrase her words here,
our spirituality is not measured
in the glorious experiences we have,
nor in the angels we talk to
or the miracles we see
but rather in how we act in the cold hard light of day.
that cold hard light of day moment came to me last night
in the form of an email from someone
telling me that i was using a situation
to make myself appear better in the eyes of others;
and it mentioned also there was no truth to the reality that i experienced
and i should never do it again.
what i saw in that cold hard light of day moment
was who i am.
i have a thing with integrity
it is one of my core values.
and when someone questions my integrity,
it hurts me.
probably, because i have had lapses of integrity in the past
and so i have vowed as i move forward to live my life with as much integrity as i can
and i believe i do a pretty good job living this way.
(but for those of you who have read my book, THE MOSAIC
you will remember the story of The Gardener)
and here is what i know,
if someone says something about me
that i don’t believe about myself,
it rolls right off my back leaving no imprint.
if what they say is something i am trying to hide
something i myself believe in the hidden parts of my being,
then i try to rationalise it or defend myself.
i sat with the email i received
i meditated on the response i wanted to write
and i wrote a kind but slightly defensive email in response
and so when i sat with the feeling i had
i realised i felt hurt.
let me say right here and now,
if i have ever done anything
to make myself appear to be more than i am to you
i apologise from the deepest places in my heart.
for my belief about who i am is as far away from that
as anything i can possible conceive .
i try to live my life as who i am
because i understand,
trying to be who i think you want me to be is a complete waste of time.
i can never be that.
and yet, as i sat to meditate this morning
i still felt the need to explain, rationalise and prove wrong.
these are all symptoms of silo thinking,
meaning i felt hurt
(i was hiding something as The Gardener story shows)
put up my walls,
and went into defence mode.
defending my silo from attack.
this did not feel like who i am . . .
so i sat and stopped my mind from talking
and listened.
at first, it was not easy to quiet my mental chatter
with my walls up, my rationalizations echoed from wall to wall,
they don’t know me,
they don’t understand who i am,
here they go again blah, blah, blah
and then it happened,
my voice stopped and i heard my voice begin
love them,
the only answer is to love them more.
and then the voice told me
i have created a space for you 
to pour all of your pain, and all of your anger into it
let it all out,
i am here to receive all of it
empty yourself of everything that hurts you
pour more and more of your pain into it
until you can walk free with no pain inside you.
and know that whenever you feel pain,
you can come to this space
and empty yourself into it.
it will free you.
in doing this, a block was removed
and i feel lighter.


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In my book, The Mosaic
the story line is really about seeing what we do not see.
it’s story has the protagonist Mo
meeting all different types of people, ordinary people
and he wonders why he is meeting these people
on his search to find heaven.
but he thinks since he is there with them
he might as well take the time to listen to their stories
it is only when he takes the time to listen,
that he sees the person he now sees
is completely different than the one he saw only moments previously.

in a book whose message is to see what you don’t see,
it is only fitting that it too would not reveal everything,
but would only hint at things to be discovered over time
as you sit with its words and allow them to enter you

now i understand why The Mosaic took so long to write
and why it would erase what i had written time and time again
until i was able to get out of the way
and write only what it wanted to say.

this book has magic within it
if and when you read it, become aware of the space between it words and listen to what it wants to tell you.
along with the charming story
that will touch your heart and soothe your soul, you will hear another story that will transform you.

you can order signed copy of the book here or pick up a copy on amazon.com
search for: The Mosaic Daniel Levin
i hope you enjoy the story of my heart.
please share your experience by writing a review on Amazon.


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I was always different, even as a kid. Don’t get me wrong, I was smart, popular and played well with other kids. I loved sports and as one season turned into another, the sport of that season consumed me. Football. Basketball. Baseball.

Team sports and I played on teams and with my friends until dusk turned into night and we could no longer see the ball of the sport. I mixed well with other kids, but don’t get me wrong, I never felt I was the same as them.

Perhaps a short story will help. When I was ten years old, my parents gave me $10.00 for my birthday and told me to do with it whatever I wanted. I remember my excitement, waiting for Saturday to walk the eight blocks from our home to the local shopping area, a short connection of streets with a row of shops on each side. There was a grocery store, a bakery, a toy store, a butcher shop, a hardware store, a diner and a bowling alley.  Times were so much more innocent then than they are now and there I was a ten year old boy, out on my own with $10.00 in my pocket to buy “whatever” I wanted.

Imagine my parents shock and surprise when I returned home from my outing and showed them with pride the first book I ever bought, A Gift of Prophecy: The Phenomenal Jeane Dixon by Ruth Montgomery. My mother made me take it right back to the bookstore and she came with me to demand a refund. But try as she did to help me fit in, I was different.  A few years later, my dad passed away followed by my mom 2 years later. My already inquisitive mind now worked overtime trying to understand why things happen and who I was in the process. People laughed at me, for walking away from amazing opportunities in the search to find myself, only reinforcing again and again to me, how different I was.

 But now, at the ripe young age of 63, i look out at a world that continually strives for success, but has a dearth of people who actually know themselves. The world I see is one in which people live protected and they have lived for so long with the walls they have built around themselves, they don’t even know who they are. Ask yourself, WHO ARE YOU WITHOUT THE WALLS THAT PROTECT YOU? Do you even know that person? Does that person even exist anymore?

But because we live behind walls, the connection we have with ourselves and others is severely limited. My “connection” with you is really just my walls connecting with your wall, rather than you connecting with me. No wonder our relationships sometimes feel so empty. And no wonder the world we live in is fighting so desperately hard to prove “my silo is right.”.

When I sit now and look forward, I ask myself, “Is this the world I always dreamed of leaving to my children?” And the answer I give is a resounding “No!!!!” but unless I do something, nothing will change.  As Gandhi once said, “You are the change you have been waiting for.”

It is time for those of us who resonate with helping to create a world that we would proudly hand to our children come together to build a world that accepts diversity, that sees the power and strength that come when people of unlike minds come together to innovate, where color and religion and what border you live behind is no longer important, where politics no longer separate us but finds ways to innovate change, where every voice is listened to and acknowledged, where hatred is melted by love, where homelessness and hunger no longer exist, where everyone has health care and clean drinking water, where people do not need to sell their bodies to make a living or sell their souls for the right to live free. This is the world I am looking to create, not for just a few, but for everyone.

It was Margaret Meade who said, “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world; indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has.”

It was Martin Luther King who said, “I have a dream . . . “

And it was Buckminster Fuller who said, “You never change things by fighting the existing reality.To change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.”

It is time to build a new model. Let us come together, White, Black, Yellow, Red, Rich and Poor, Old and Young, Employed and Unemployed, Citizen and Immigrant, Healthy and Unhealthy, Educated and Uneducated from every race and religion, every nation and every village to build this new mosaic that united us rather than separates us, for the solutions that we will find are beyond anything we alone can imagine.

Now is the time. Now is the moment. Come forward in whatever way you feel drawn to help. Let nothing stop you. Not Fear, Nor Greed, Nor Feelings of Unworthiness. Together We Can Do Anything.



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