There was a time when the chart moved like the waves of breath—slowly rising, then falling without warning. It is there that a trader learns about the nature of life: that nothing is ever truly stable. Each candlestick formed is a trace of decisions, a mirror of emotions, and a reflection of inner silence.
Rising is exhilarating. Falling is painful. But both are sacred, for they are part of the rhythm created by the hands of the Almighty Regulator. In a world counted by numbers, there is an uncountable silent space: a space where the soul bows down, prostrating between volatility and hope.
Prostration is not only when the chart shows red, but also when green rises high—because behind both, there is the potential for negligence. Prostration is the balance that saves. In it, the ego that wants to win is dissolved, and replaced with the awareness that true victory is not in profit, but in self-control.
Sometimes, the candle falls so deep that the heart breaks as well. However, it is precisely at the lowest point that the prayer becomes the clearest. When the hands are raised, it is no longer asking for the price to reverse, but for the heart to remain steadfast in the midst of the market storm.
And when the candle starts to rise again, he smiles. Not because the price has recovered, but because he has become stronger, calmer, and wiser.
He now knows: the chart is just a mirror. What rises and falls is truly human consciousness.
So he prostrated again—in the midst of the candlestick that kept moving, between data and prayer, between the market and destiny. For there, he found the deepest meaning of being a trader: finding God amidst volatility.
⚠️Disclaimer: Not Financial Advice. Hope it is useful 🙏.