<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181</id><updated>2012-03-09T11:25:23.387-05:00</updated><category term='Universal Law'/><category term='Truth'/><category term='Research'/><category term='Arrogance'/><category term='Conspiracy Theory'/><category term='Zen'/><category term='Obesity'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Forgiveness'/><category term='Secrets'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Higher Self'/><category term='Blame'/><category term='Opinions'/><category term='Fear'/><category term='Integrity'/><category term='Scandals'/><category term='Hell'/><category term='Diet'/><category 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strife ceaseth.” (Proverbs 26:20)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-6249723817278481775</id><published>2012-03-07T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-07T21:02:29.299-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachers'/><title type='text'>Mooji – Don’t Do Anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k90ACXCZ0JI"&gt;Mooji – Don’t Do Anything&lt;/a&gt; (4:58)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So incredibly simple....Yet so ridiculously difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thanks forthe insight, Mooji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-6249723817278481775?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6249723817278481775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/03/mooji-dont-do-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6249723817278481775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6249723817278481775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/03/mooji-dont-do-anything.html' title='Mooji – Don’t Do Anything'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-2421140003830500050</id><published>2012-03-01T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-02T09:36:00.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mass Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Objectivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conspiracy Theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critical Mass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Is This All There Is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Occasionally,when stretching on the floor in my bedroom at night, a certain thought comes tome: &lt;i&gt;Is this all there is? &lt;/i&gt;The shadesare down, there’s no visible light creeping in between the shades and thewindow frames, and there are no audible sounds coming in from outside. Myimmediate perception suggests that this little box is all there is. It gives mea feeling of only-ness and safety, as though nothing else is taking place beyondthe walls and nothing can affect me if I am within them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Yet beyond“this little box,” beyond the 6” depth of drywall and brick and mortar andnails and glass is infinity itself, running in every direction. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;The one ofthese infinite directions I’d like to take in this post is that of intellectualawareness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;By and large,I don’t think it’s incorrect to say that most of us have no idea what in the worldis going on in the world; that we prefer to stay put in our “mental bedrooms atnight.” There are an abundance of reasons for this, but, to condense evenfurther, one of the simplest is that we put too much faith in mass media—thesame media that’s overseen and funded by those of the Total Dominator mindset. (Note:I’m not saying mainstream media is all evil. Merely that, on the whole, itserves to keep us in a place of conformity and ignorance. Nor is this acondemnation of all those who would work in such fields. Many may bewell-intentioned, but their intentions matter little when there are controlsand regulations in place preventing the workers from revealing the true natureof worldly affairs.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s for thisreason that I write this post as a suggestion that we, as the common man, lookto new/alternative sources for our information. Whatever we put our attentionon strengthens, so it’s definitely in our best interest to voluntarily seek outthe truth rather than obediently accepting any information simply because it’sboth readily available and popular.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;For example,we’re told by mass media, the FDA, Big Pharma, etc. that there is no cure forcancer; that we’ve come close, but we’re just not there yet. On the whole,we’ve believed this. We donate millions of dollars a year and have countlesspeople working day and night trying to figure it out. But guess what? Curesalready exist. For instance, see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://holisticcancerresearch.com/dr-coldwell-all-cancer-can-be-cured-in-less-than-12-weeks.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Holistic Cancer Research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;. (Note: The “Food Matters” video [avery informative documentary, by the way] from the middle of the HCR webpagecan be found here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LoccBtYDpt4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Food Matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="MsoHyperlink"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;It was no longer available on the HCRwebsite when writing this.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s allgreat and good that so many people are working for such a cause. But we have torealize that we’ve been purposefully misguided. Cancer therapy is a HUGE moneymaker, and money, so far, has meant power. What we need to do as individuals isgather &lt;i&gt;true&lt;/i&gt; information and share it.It’s only because we haven’t sought out and shared this information that thehole we’re in has become so deep. Perhaps money has equaled power, butknowledge is power, too. And when a critical mass of people know something, thechange created will destroy any misinformation/lies/deceit in its path.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Another goodone is global warming… Are we contributing to it by heinous practices ofmanufacturing, dirty energy, and the like? Probably. But is it really as muchour fault as the mass media and our politicians would have us believe? I’m notso sure…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2007/02/070228-mars-warming.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Mars Melt Hints at Solar, Not Human,Cause for Warming, Scientist Says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;(Nat.Geo.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livescience.com/1349-sun-blamed-warming-earth-worlds.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Sun Blamed for Warming of Earth andOther Worlds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt; (LiveScience)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;As one cansee by the articles, no, the evidence is not conclusive beyond a shadow of adoubt. I’m simply trying to make the point that things may be very differentfrom what our daily, delivery-at-the-front-door newspaper is trying to tell us…And look at two of the organizations disputing the alternative theory: PacificNorthwest National Laboratories and NASA. While I do not know enough to sayanything about PNNL—beyond the fact that it’s a government organization (which setsoff a red flag)—we need only do minimal research to find that NASA isn’texactly the most kosher of organizations itself (and, of course, they’re agovernment group also.) And how about Mr. Wilson from the National Geographicarticle, saying the views are contrary… to what? &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mainstream&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; scientific &lt;b&gt;opinion&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; Yeah, weren’t Galileo’s contrary to a mainstreamopinion, too?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;[Same dayupdate: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jcp40a6IYdY"&gt;Global Warming -Peer-Review Deception&lt;/a&gt; (16:03)… Brilliant!]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;What aboutextraterrestrial life? It’s not uncommon to suggest ET’s to someone only to belooked at like you’re a serial killer. I would like to propose that we’ve beentaught to be this way; that we’ve been taught to discredit people who arewilling to think outside the box. For what else could our fear and rashjudgment be based in, anyway? If we do not hold the negative experiencesourselves, what evidence do we actually have for this fear, other than thatwe’ve been taught to fear either subtly or overtly? I mean look at our media.Ninety-nine percent of our movies, video games, etc. have suggested that ET’sare vile, cruel, hellish creatures bent on harming mankind. The majority of us haveno real idea, and yet &lt;i&gt;we believe itwithout having proof&lt;/i&gt;, and we call wackos those who show an interest insomething which most are misinformed or uninformed about. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Could variousspeculations, supposed “truths,” or apparent sightings be false? Could there benutcases who’ve merely hallucinated such experiences into existence? I don’tdoubt it. But why can’t there also be sane people who are aware of much moreregarding ET’s than the average Joe? And while there may indeed be hellish ET’s,can there not also be peaceable, loving ones? Perhaps our intense fear andresultant shoot-first-and-ask-questions-later attitude is what keeps the lovingones away should they want to make contact. After all, if you were an advocateof peace, what would be the benefit of dropping into No Man’s Land uninvited?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Consider thefollowing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dudeman.net/siriusly/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Siriusly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;. (Each segment has varying tabslocated at the bottom right of each main page. Although all tabs have somethingto pique one’s curiosity, the two I’d suggest looking at specifically are “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dudeman.net/siriusly/cyd/city.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Pyramid Cities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;”tab on the “The Face on Mars” page and the “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dudeman.net/siriusly/ufo/art.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Ancient Artwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;”tab under “UFOs.”)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, that’senough examples for now. Yet I hope I’ve helped to awaken the intellectualcuriosity within. Remember that, as human beings, we have the naturalinclination to learn. There is no wrong question. Never stop seeking. Neverstop asking. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;And, ofcourse, be discerning. There are naysayers to everything. Maybe they naysay forpower and control purposes, maybe it’s just done by random fools who need somethingto feed their negativity, and maybe the naysaying is truly legit. Just continueto be aware and remember what Mark Twain said, “Truth is stranger thanfiction.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;-----&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I find thatone of the greatest gifts I’ve been given/acquired/developed/all-of-the-aboveis the capacity to seek the truth. I may not always find it, I may occasionallybuy into the wrong thing, and I may occasionally share something that seemsvalid but is later proven inaccurate. No matter, being open to the truth, nomatter what that truth is, and trying to see things from as many differentaspects as possible, has been a truly rewarding process. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Rarely, ifever, have others of personal acquaintance agreed with my views or, of the fewwho have, understood them to the degree I do (and I usually don’t even knowthem that well myself). In the process, I’ve been demeaned, ignored, given thestink-eye, blah, blah, blah—if you’ve been there, you know the list.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;But I’ll tellyou what. Even when others have told me I’m mad, I need to shut my mouth, I’mgoing bonkers, there’s one thing that usually follows all of it—possibly aftersome time of seriously questioning myself as to whether I really am a drivelingidiot or not: I feel gratified. I just want to tell the whole world: “&lt;i&gt;Look! Look! See what you’re missing! Please!Wake up! This is so valuable!&lt;/i&gt;” (Like 9/11… Man, were people ever pissedback in ‘03 when I began suggesting all the reasons why it was an inside job… Butguess what… An inside job is exactly what it’s been proven to be.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;In closing, Iwould like to direct you to the comment titled “Right.” by “Bevillian” at thefollowing link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sott.net/articles/show/242077-Fukushima-Official-Commits-Suicide-After-Measuring-Radiation-in-Tokyo-Park"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.sott.net/articles/show/242077-Fukushima-Official-Commits-Suicide-After-Measuring-Radiation-in-Tokyo-Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-2421140003830500050?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2421140003830500050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/03/is-this-all-there-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/2421140003830500050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/2421140003830500050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/03/is-this-all-there-is.html' title='Is This All There Is?'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-150365790006872970</id><published>2012-02-24T22:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T22:47:52.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deception'/><title type='text'>These Are the Times That Try Men's Souls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Indeed theyare, Thomas Paine. Indeed they are.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nap time isover, boys and girls. It’s time for us to wake up from the dream…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2Xh5eN2fXY" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Let Your Life Be a Friction toStop the Machine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt; (22:52)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thank you,ClassWarFilms.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-150365790006872970?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/150365790006872970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/02/these-are-times-that-try-mens-souls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/150365790006872970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/150365790006872970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/02/these-are-times-that-try-mens-souls.html' title='These Are the Times That Try Men&apos;s Souls'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-6535261342152601377</id><published>2012-02-17T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T10:42:59.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Habit/Compulsion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suppression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ego'/><title type='text'>What's Worse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It is aninteresting situation we place ourselves into when living a life shackled tothe ego…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Over thecourse of a lifetime, it’s very likely that we’ll carry on any number ofnegative habits or compulsions. These range from overeating to smoking to grudge-holdingto whatever. We do all of them as a means of keeping in suppression whateverpains us mentally and emotionally. In other words, we spend a great deal oftime and energy doing whatever will circumvent an egoic death. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The ironic thingis, in doing so, we’re killing ourselves anyway. So controlled are we by the ego,we'd actually allow a mental identity to destroy the host vehicle—the body, thevery thing that allows the ego to exist—rather than slowly and gently“deactivating” the ego and being able to truly live life for the first time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;…May we cometo recognize that there is a “Plan B.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-6535261342152601377?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6535261342152601377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/02/whats-worse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6535261342152601377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6535261342152601377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/02/whats-worse.html' title='What&apos;s Worse?'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-743562461856633996</id><published>2012-02-09T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T20:53:05.568-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Inquiry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Response'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional Control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reaction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><title type='text'>No Shame, No Blame</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’ve beenreading Dan Millman’s book &lt;i&gt;Way of thePeaceful Warrior &lt;/i&gt;for the second time, and the phrase, “No shame, no blame,”stands out from much of the rest of the story this time around. On a fewoccasions, those words are spoken by Dan’s mentor, Socrates, after Dan fails toachieve what he is told to do. The phrase really got my mind churning aboutlife and how we choose to react or respond to the situations that presentthemselves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Note, here,that &lt;i&gt;reacting&lt;/i&gt; is re-acting; it’s actingout, again, what we’ve always done. For example, it’s taking offense every timesomeone calls us an “idiot,” rather than asking ourselves why we are takingoffense in the first place (which would lead us to see that we’re still hangingon to the negative energy of some past incident).&lt;i&gt; Responding&lt;/i&gt; means that we &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;1. Take astep back,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;2. Take adeep breath or two,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;3. Feel whatemotion it is that has arisen—&lt;i&gt;without&lt;/i&gt;judgment or suppression,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;4. Try to view our situation from other perspectives, and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;5. Takeaction accordingly to clean up any part of the mess that we can.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Suppose we dosomething inappropriately and offend another person in the process. For many ofus (probably most, if not all, who find their way here), our offending ofanother is not intentional; it’s just that we’re not in full consciousawareness of what we are doing, otherwise we wouldn’t have done it. But afterthe incident occurs, we do become aware that we should have gone aboutdifferently. We had perceived our words or actions one way but the one offendedtook them very differently. Harm was done, though no harm was ever intended.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So Iquestion: If we err unintentionally or unconsciously, yet make it a point inlife to heal personal negative issues whenever they arise, is our mistake reallythat big of a deal? Does the same hold still hold true if we’re the one beingoffended?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;My answer isthat maybe we make a much bigger deal out of such things than they really needbe and that the size of the issue is based more on how it is handled than whatthe issue actually is.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;If we’re theoffender, the appropriate response would be to work out what happened and try tomake the best of it; to take responsibility in understanding where and why we wentwrong. Was there a perspective difference? Were the facts not all straight?Etc. We, as the offender, would then make amends based on what the one offendedhas made room for. In other words, if the one hurt shuts down in anger, we shouldtry to consider and understand other possible perspectives to see where ourerring may have taken place and then make peace with the situation as it is. Ifthe one hurt opens up to explain why the offence was taken, the door is then moreeasily opened for understanding &amp;nbsp;andhealing within and without by both sides.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;If we findourselves as one of the offended, we should try to understand why such asituation came into our life to begin with. Although it may not appear as suchto the average person, it is a fact of life that we attract to us the peopleand situations that push our buttons. Such attraction is part of the learningexperience of life, and we must understand this if we ever want our reactionarypatterns to cease. That said, the offender would actually be helping us, theoffended, to acknowledge the reactionary and/or suppressive side within. It mayeven be suggested that the offender is actually doing us a favor because theoffender has created a situation—an opportunity—for us to "feel it to healit"; the offender has given us another chance to see our negativity(however big or small it may be) in order to accept and release it. Theoffender, while very possibly in the wrong, was merely the medium that we hadattracted in order to reveal something that may otherwise have been hidden yetneeded to be brought forth sooner or later for healing anyway.**&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Through itall, when in such a situation, this certainly isn’t about picking sides orsaying that one is more or less guilty than the other or even burdening one’sself with self-guilt. Regardless of side, it’s important that we take such anoccasion to open ourselves to compassion and forgiveness all around; to do ourbest to clean up whatever of the mess is our own, to try to work with the otherperson as they allow, and to release the issue and people involved knowing thatwe learned from it what we could.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Let me now goback to the concept of “no shame, no blame.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;We are allhere on this Earth to learn. In the process of remembering our true nature, inthe process of dumping all false notions of who we aren’t to realize who weare, we will always continue to hurt people, even if unintentionally. We willalways play the part of both the offender and the offended until we completelyfigure ourselves out. There is no way around it. But we must remember to usethe opportunities which arise, irrespective of what position we find ourselvesin, to ask within as to why we’ve caused or attracted such a hurtful situationat all. Suffering cannot not arise on the outside if we have nothing to attractit to us on the inside. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;In the end, there’sno need for any shame or any blame. We’re all just trying to get it right—pass andfail, pass and fail—over and over and over again. If we can begin seeing fromthis perspective, it will help us tremendously in bringing compassion andforgiveness to both ourselves and all who we come in contact with.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For sure, lifeis damn tough without a map, a manual, or a personal tour guide. We really mustbe some exceedingly brave souls to have wanted to come here at all. Let’s learnto work together and do what we can to be transparent with ourselves and withothers so that our journey Home need not be any more filled with suffering thanwe’ve already made it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;**Considerthe mass spiritual awakening that is taking place right now. People from all acrossthe Earth are realizing how illusory the material side of life really is andhow incredible of a thing it is to be a human being. This could only take placebecause of the intense suffering perpetrated on the common man by the PowersThat Be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yet theseacts, even in all their horror, have actually served as a wake-up call; they’vepaved the way for the average human being to awaken to his/her true nature. Inthis dualistic world, there is no stronger impetus than suffering to drive ahuman being to consider that maybe their anguish can be transcended; that maybethere’s more to life than meets the eye—a lot more!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Anysituation, no matter how intense in negativity, can be transformed intoabundant positivity if we can understand how to consciously transmute it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-743562461856633996?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/743562461856633996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-shame-no-blame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/743562461856633996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/743562461856633996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-shame-no-blame.html' title='No Shame, No Blame'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-399827132032017321</id><published>2012-02-05T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T17:22:24.856-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dependence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deception'/><title type='text'>Go Tell It on the Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ever considerwhere your money originates from? What if it didn’t really “originate” at allbecause it doesn’t even exist…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2550156453790090544"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Money as Debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="MsoHyperlink"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;(47:07)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Or what if itsorigin (i.e.: material backing) did exist, but it was simply and strategicallyerased from the awareness of the common man?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thankfully,there are some very brave souls on this planet who not only do not wish it tobe this way any longer but have taken to the task of blowing the truth, in allits depth and madness, wide open for all to see…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divinecosmos.com/start-here/davids-blog/1023-financial-tyranny"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Financial Tyranny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; by David Wilcock&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thank you foryour work.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Please: &lt;i&gt;Pass it on&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-399827132032017321?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/399827132032017321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/02/go-tell-it-on-mountain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/399827132032017321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/399827132032017321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/02/go-tell-it-on-mountain.html' title='Go Tell It on the Mountain'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-7317327129965796936</id><published>2012-01-26T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:49:52.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Separation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deception'/><title type='text'>Through the Veil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;We all havean aspect of the self that we call the “ego.” The ego allows each individual tocarry an identity. This is important, because if this identity didn’t exist,there would be no easy way of identifying an individual in order for him or herto pay taxes…Yeah right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So, each ofus has an ego. And this ego causes separation. In its most basic sense, thisseparation is okay because it’s what defines each of us as a unique individual.I like to write, you like to sing. Who cares? It’s what makes us different fromeach other. Neither is any more right than the other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;However, theego becomes a major problem when we allow the idea of separation to define whoand what we are to the exclusion of all else. It’s at this point when a veil iscast over our eyes; a veil that creates within us everything from milddissatisfaction to cold-hearted hate when viewing those with differingpreferences.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I would likeus to examine a few ways by which we come to think that our veiled “reality” isthe “absolute truth.” The reason I want to do this is because the ego is anexceedingly sneaky thing when left to its own devices. It has a way—&lt;i&gt;a very deceiving way&lt;/i&gt;—of leading us tothink that we’re on the path of love when we’re truly on the path of hate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Considerreligion. Many religions tell us they’re the be-all, end-all. For whateverreason, we get caught up in believing that the one we follow is the completepicture. We end up shunning and even degrading all those who do not believe thesame.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Another is oureducation system. It’s been meticulously designed to perpetuate the ways of BigBusiness. It teaches automation rather than creativity. Of course, this extendsout into the world at large where those who are not degreed (regardless ofreason) are seen as more or less worthless or irresponsible. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A third ispolitics. I was talking to a friend recently when he said something like: “Youknow… I’m registered as a republican, but I’m seeing that identifying as arepublican or democrat is stupid. It really doesn’t matter. Taking sides is nothingmore than a game of separation engineered by the elite to keep our attentionoff of what really matters.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Indeed it is.As are most aspects of life. Through politics, media, corporate marketing, evenprofessional sports, we’ve been persuaded to hate those who are not like uswhile justifying it with some form of political correctness. This is where theego comes in in all its deviousness. This is where, if we we’re to lookhonestly, no matter who or what we &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt;we are, we would see that we may very well carry prejudice, only we’ve beencovering it over with a glamorous name or explanation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Now that I’vegiven some background, I’d ask everyone to consider some of these things as wego about our daily lives. I’d ask that we evaluate our approach toward thosewho are different from us. What veils are we hiding behind? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;…Is divisiona fact of life? Or does it only continue because we actively preserve it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-7317327129965796936?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7317327129965796936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/through-veil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7317327129965796936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7317327129965796936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/through-veil.html' title='Through the Veil'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-4139667508470281274</id><published>2012-01-23T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T17:01:08.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conspiracy Theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional Control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9/11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deception'/><title type='text'>An Inside Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;No hand beatsfirst-hand. Thank you, Susan!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GxJTwbHdH6k"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;CIA Asset Susan Lindauer &amp;amp; 9/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; (1:29:11)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;To note, themain talk is only 30 minutes. The 60 minutes that follow are Q &amp;amp; A.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;-----&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When and ifyou watch some of the more displeasing videos I link to, please keep thefollowing in mind: Those who are taking part in such crimes need help. Whenanger arises within, do not allow yourself to project hateful emotions towardthe criminals. (Or toward the people who speak a truth that you may not yetwant to believe.) Also, try to understand that hating those who hate you is aseffective as fighting fire with fire. It’s completely ignorant and foolish. Whateveryou give your attention to is what results in your world. If you project yournegative emotion into the world, no matter what you’re projecting it at,negativity is what you will get back, and negativity is what will continue. Youwill actually be creating more of what you claim to be sick of. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Instead, useany anger or discontent to fuel a life of discovering and sharing the truth; ofgoing inside and healing your own self, so you may become another light in thisdimly lit—yet increasingly brightening!—world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-4139667508470281274?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4139667508470281274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/inside-perspective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4139667508470281274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4139667508470281274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/inside-perspective.html' title='An Inside Perspective'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-6541551178061192741</id><published>2012-01-19T19:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T19:15:41.292-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Knowing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Path'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conscious Awareness'/><title type='text'>It's all in the Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;After havingmy car for 4 years, the battery decided it didn’t want to work anymore. So Iparked my parent’s van in front of my car to jumpstart it. As required, Istarted the van and attached the clamps of the jumper cables to the appropriatelocations. Or so I thought. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;(+) to car.(+) to van. (–) to van. (–) to frame of car.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When I triedto start my car, nothing happened. I waited a bit longer, tried again, andnothing happened. I waited longer still, tried once more, and nothing happened.This went on for 20 minutes or so, with me getting in and out of the car tryingto figure out what the deal was. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Then I calledmy dad to see what he had to say. He mentioned checking the owner’s manual. Themanual said to place the (–) on the specified mounting bolt. I had not donethis because there were instructions on the cables themselves (saying to usethe engine block); because I assumed (oops!) that the mounting bolt was merelya convenient location selected by the manufacturer; and because, as I had heardin times past, one could just attach the (–) to the car frame. I figured thatmetal was metal. So, through ignorance or whatever other less-than-wisethinking process, I didn’t bother with the mounting bolt. I also avoided theengine block as it didn’t appear to have a convenient location for clamping. Atsome point, I did consider that maybe the paint on the frame at the (–)connection was preventing the car from starting. I think let it go, though, whenseeing a few sparks fly while adjusting the clamp. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whatever thecase, I was about to give up and wait until my dad came home to take a look atit. I walked over to the van, got in, closed the door, and was just about toturn it off when the clock caught my eye. It read 4:44. Time-out!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;4:43? No!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;4:45? No!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Exactly 4:44.Why?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Because I wasbeing thoughtless, that’s why! Because there were other options I was given butdidn’t bother trying. Because I was being offered a moment of Grace fromHeaven. Because, as noted at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://spiritual-path.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Spiritual-Path.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;, 444 can be understood as a Cosmic“No!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Onreconsideration my situation, I got out of the van, attached the (–) to the“just a convenience” mounting bolt, hopped in my car, and guess what? Itstarted instantly!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So…What’s themoral of the story?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Don’t be stupid!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Well, yeah,it kind of is. But that’s only part of it. The other part is that numbers are notalways chance or, say, “just what time it is.” &lt;i&gt;They are one of the visible links between us and Heaven.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For example,have you ever looked at the clock and seen 11:11? “Make a wish!” they say. Somany of us think it’s just a fancy thing when we chance upon 11:11 or 2:22 whenlooking at a clock. “11:11. Make a wish! …I wish for a bottle of Goldschlager!”Okay, well maybe not. That’s stereotypical. We’re not all raging alcoholics…Maybe some of us are more interested in cigarettes or nudie magazines! Butseriously… Seeing such numbers does, indeed, have great significance. We needonly learn to understand them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A year and ahalf ago I quit my job. I’m still jobless. I certainly could have foundsomething, somewhere, but for my process of spiritual awakening telling me thatwhat I could easily get in to will not serve the increasing level of new,positive energies my body/mind/spirit is trying to integrate with those of theold, negative energies of much of my past life and the better part of society.While this process has often times left me with great pleasure, at times I havealso been very confused. Am I doing the right thing? Where am I to get themoney for this bill or that bill? What should I do with myself?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thankfully, I’vebeen given the opportunity to learn about Numerology, something that had neverinterested me until about 2 months ago. This was not a formal education but,rather, enough information from across the internet and enough “toocoincidental to be a coincidence” experiences to say that there is definitelypractical value in understanding numbers. And in doing so, in learning to betterunderstand what I am being told by those of a Higher Realm, I have been able todecrease my confusion and increase my positivity. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And the thingis, even though I’m seeing the numbers, it’s not like I can read the future oranything. For instance, suppose a number repeats and that number suggests thatmy recent choices will soon bring abundance. I have absolutely no concept forwhen “soon” is. Five days? Five weeks? Five months? I have no clue. But itfeels &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt;. And this feeling of rightnessopens the door for greater positivity, which in turn opens the door to more easilymanifesting the abundance, success, joy, peace, or whatever else I may desire. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The numbersare a constant reminder to be calm: that, from a spiritual perspective, I’mdoing a pretty good job; that I shouldn’t be in constant worry about thefuture; that I will be taken care of; that my Path is—&lt;i&gt;usually&lt;/i&gt;—acceptable; and that if I want help, I need only ask—it’sonly a thought away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;-----&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Below, I’velisted a few websites I’ve used to glean an education on the role numbers playin our lives. I hope they can help you as they’ve helped me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Angel Numbers Sacred Scribes by JoanneWalmsley &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sacredscribesangelnumbers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;http://sacredscribesangelnumbers.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Comprehensiveand very helpful. Note that there is a number index.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Spiritual-Path&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spiritual-path.com/numerology.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;http://www.spiritual-path.com/numerology.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="MsoHyperlink"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoHyperlink"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Less comprehensive than Angel Numbers but offers some different interpretations that are very helpful (like 444 meaning "no"). Website also has an assortmentof information on other topics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Creative Numerology by Christine DeLorey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativenumerology.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;http://creativenumerology.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A “Life Path”approach. To note, my “Destiny Number” reading lined up damn near perfectlywith my life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-6541551178061192741?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6541551178061192741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-all-in-numbers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6541551178061192741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6541551178061192741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-all-in-numbers.html' title='It&apos;s all in the Numbers'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-3651249659615909941</id><published>2012-01-15T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:24:05.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obesity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detachment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluttony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Higher Self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Objectivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine Plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disorders/Dis-ease/Illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gay/Lesbian'/><title type='text'>It's Just an Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;In recentposts, I’ve made comments regarding the idea that life experiences are actuallyneutral, not “good” or “bad” as our egos typically like to define them. I’d liketo expand on this topic because I feel that a mindset of neutrality offers yetanother great reason to accept things as they are, rather than rejecting them forwhat they are not. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;In oneexample, maybe we’re the kind of person who enjoys judging obese people. On onehand, sure, they very well could have chosen that weight merely by sitting onthe sofa and eating nonstop in front of the tube all day. Clearly, there’s anemotional or psychological issue that needs to be taken care of. But what ofthose who are “overweight” (at least by Western standards) “without a cause,”so to speak? What if they judged overweight and obese people harshly in apreviously lifetime and need to burn off bad karma? That in order to do so,while still in soul form, they chose an extra-large body. It was non-judgmental(or objective self-judgment, at worst): &lt;i&gt;Ideserve this. It’s just an experience. I’ve felt what it was like to be skinny.I went too far, however, and made fun of those who were fat. Now I will choose theexperience to be fat myself.&lt;/i&gt; Once we step into the often times harshreality of a dualistic world, we see that it’s too often filled with anythingbut non-judgment. Thus, life can be extremely trying at times. No matter, it’sthe life/experience we’ve chosen, and it’s the life/experience we must bear. (Considerwhat this may mean for those of us having such thoughts now…) And if our soulis occupying a body which is “overweight” for reasons that have nothing to dowith karma or mental imbalance, well, it is what it is. It’s what was chosen,so it’s still just an experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;In adifferent example, suppose a man dies in a car accident at age 31. We may say,“He was too young,” or, “But he was supposed to do this or that.” Was he? Do wereally know that? Yes, by his own freewill, he can try to drive across town whiletotally drunk and kill himself. Such action is probably not in the Divine PlanBook. But if he dies when his car slides off the road due to black ice, who isanyone to say that the work he came here to do is not done? Who’s to say thathis death was “bad”? Perhaps it is just an experience; an experience chosen byhis soul before his life began.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Ooh… here’s agood one…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;What aboutgays and lesbians? Consider the conservative Christian family who is repulsedby such things. Then daughter comes along and says: “Mom and Dad…I like girls…Ilike ‘em a lot.” And Mom and Dad are floored and totally embarrassed. “But it’sagainst the rules of the church!” Does that make it against the rules of God,also? Are you sure? Please excuse me if I am wrong, here, but I don’t recallJesus ever saying: “Respect not the homosexuals.” (!) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Once again, Igo back to the reincarnation idea that, in soul form, the entity says: “I wantto be a girl; I want to like girls, too. It’s just an experience.” It’s onlywhen we get plopped into the physical world of obscene and suppressive beliefsystems, of hatred, bias, blah, blah, blah, that suddenly we are “no longerallowed” to have the experience that the soul perceived as both natural andneutral. Yet if we don’t have any connection to the wisdom of our higher-selves,of Source, who are we determine whether same-sex attraction is acceptable ornot? Because dogma says so? Because the ego says so? As for the parent’srepulsion, their eyes are so heavily veiled that they don’t realize that beforetheir own birth they very likely chose—&lt;i&gt;chose!&lt;/i&gt;—theexperience they are now so adamantly rejecting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;As we are, aswe’ve been, most of us don’t truly know where we’ve come from or where we’regoing. And without honestly and openly cultivating our lives, all we everreally “know” is what the “powers that be” have told us. If we are to developany real understanding of life, it’s critical that we work to truly open up thepassageway between the self and Source. No one else can or will do it for us. Equallyimportant is that we remain objective and alert when discerning any informationan outside source may try to feed us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;To make acomment to those who may be wondering, since the thought arose in my own mindon several occasions as I wrote this… Where does one draw the line? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;For instance,I was recently talking to someone about the gay/lesbian thing and the questionarose: &lt;i&gt;What about those who get asex-change?&lt;/i&gt; As far as I am aware, Jesus didn’t say anything about thateither. But based on what I do know, my feelings are that…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;What isnatural is natural. If a female or male has an inclination toward other femalesor males, respectively; it’s still natural. There is no alteration of any sort,and such attraction is observable throughout the animal kingdom. Sometimes channeledmessages from the spirit realm also speak of this as acceptable. As for being,say, a man, and deciding, “I was supposed to be a woman,” I think thereis a mental problem there. In such a case, not only are the possible futurephysical implications highly unnatural, but, at least from my view, it’s likesaying, “God screwed up.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Ultimately, itcomes down to understanding who we are and why we are here, on a very personallevel. While everything may be “just an experience,” there will still be akarmic price for that which we think, say, or do that opposes the natural orderof Life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-3651249659615909941?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3651249659615909941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-just-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3651249659615909941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3651249659615909941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-just-experience.html' title='It&apos;s Just an Experience'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-7449584986991355295</id><published>2012-01-11T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T19:44:47.764-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine Plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good vs Evil'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness: A Personal Understanding - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’d like tomake a clarification about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/forgiveness-personal-understanding.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;previous post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The othernight I read an article which stated that Lucifer &lt;i&gt;was &lt;/i&gt;the reason duality ever came into existence. That without hisdecision to say, I guess quite literally, “To Hell with God’s Divine Plan,”duality would never have come to be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Fair enough.I don’t know enough to dispute it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;If I remembercorrectly, in the first Collective Evolution video (which I’ve linked to in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.withoutastory.blogspot.com/p/resources.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Resources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; tab) it’s stated that duality cameabout because we, as a collective of souls, wanted a different experience; wewanted something new. If God really is an “experience junkie,” as suggested in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/forgiveness-personal-understanding.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;, then why not?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Again, Fairenough. I don’t intend to dispute it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Following thelead of the last point, it’s sometimes said that duality has always existedthroughout the 3-D universe. Yet life was perfect on Earth until, by decisionsmade at the Universal level (note the capital “U”), those who lived on Eartharound 13,000 ago were allowed to be genetically manipulated byless-than-kosher spacefarers. In other words, an evil breed of ET’s areactually the cause for duality on this planet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Once more…Who am I to argue?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Some say theplanet has been the home to various civilizations, such as the Lemurians andAtlanteans, for eons and eons. But, due to various cosmic and earthly events,those beings have all departed or been destroyed in one way or another. Dualityfactors into this also, but by comparison to the Lucifer reasoning, it seemsthat Lucifer would only be responsible for the most recent times. What of theeons previous to 13,000-ish years ago?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I don’t know…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And thenthere is another group who suggest that time is divided into &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yuga"&gt;Yugas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.On reading a wee bit about them, it seems that the evolution of creation fromLight to Darkness and back again is all part of the Grand Scheme of Things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hmmm…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I wanted totoss out these other options because I know that the one I originally noted mayvery well hold some inaccuracies. While I will continue reading what othershave to say about such topics and will likely change my opinion or knowledge inthe future, for the purposes of the average Joe, I’m not so sure that a precise understanding of thehistorical/cosmic truth matters as much as the immediate truth does. Mostimportant is the acknowledgement of the immediate truth and our acting upon itin a way that proves successful. The immediate truth—at least in this case—beingthat:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;1.) We mustforgive ourselves and others if we ever want to find peace, and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;2.) Humansare a highly confused group of beings. If it were not so, we would never treatourselves and others the way we do because we’d realize, in a very intimate way,how badly we are harming ourselves and the world by not being true to theinherent essence of life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’s writtenthat as Jesus was dying on the cross, he said of those who crucified him:“Forgive them, for they know not what they do.” What a perfect way to sum upthe two-fold nature of this truth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And by theway…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I know someof the above may sound far-fetched, but who are the majority of us to say whatreally happened—especially in an infinite universe of such perfect fluidity andsynchronicity. When one opens their mind, it becomes very clear, very rapidly,that a creation of duality story like Adam and Eve and an Apple and a Tree ismajorly symbolic, not real. That 7 billion suffering people did not stem fromtwo perfect Homo sapiens located on a life-giving rock in the center of theuniverse; one of those two beings committing the dastardly deed of biting thefruit and then—sneaky, sexy, and seductive bitch that we’ve made her out tobe—sharing it with her naïve man-friend!&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-7449584986991355295?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7449584986991355295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/forgiveness-personal-understanding-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7449584986991355295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7449584986991355295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/forgiveness-personal-understanding-part.html' title='Forgiveness: A Personal Understanding - Part 2'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8939931558744106524</id><published>2012-01-06T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:05:01.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine Plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suppression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good vs Evil'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness: A Personal Understanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;For themajority of my life, forgiveness was rare. Even when I thought I was forgivingsomeone, I’m not sure that I ever actually did. I feel like the result of whatI called forgiveness was half-hearted at best and suppression at worst.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Later on, evenas practiced self-cultivation, my efforts toward forgiveness seemed to be morecomplete but never whole. Nonetheless, I continued my work. It was one of thoseinstances where you have a feeling but it’s so subtle that you’re practicallyunaware of it (in this case, incompletion when intending forgiveness). Then youhappen to stumble upon new bits of information that both help you to see whatthe problem is (that you may not even have considered as a problem until seenin hindsight) and offer a practical approach to wholeness. The pieces ofinformation I came across were two-fold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;The firstpart is that I wasn’t forgiving myself. I would intend to forgive others, butwithout forgiving myself, I had only ever managed a half solution. After all, aproblem couldn’t exist from my perspective if there wasn’t a “me” here toperceive that problem!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;The secondpiece of information regards reincarnation. Not just the notion that we’re bornand die over and over until we get it right, but that of understanding the thousandsof variations of roles we may play over the course of many, many lifetimes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Before Iexplain further, I want to note that my reasoning here is not deeply spiritual.While it does take some spiritual awareness, what it necessitates is a willingnessto think outside the box and the acceptance that we may be wrong now or havebeen wrong in some past, unremembered time. Some people say that they knowevents from past lives, that they know who they once were or where they’ve comefrom, etc. Simply put, I don’t know any of that stuff. I’ve adopted the beliefin reincarnation because most religions believe it; science has proven it; it’swritten in ancient scriptures (wouldn’t you know it, even Jesus talks of it!*);those who channel the words of Ascended Masters often channel messages aboutreincarnation; and with all else I’ve read, it just simply &lt;i&gt;fits&lt;/i&gt; so much better than the notion that we live once only to go toheaven or hell for eternity. All I really do know is that what I now intend formyself and others when making intentions of forgiveness &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; work—and it works very well. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;It allstarted with the acceptance that we are all separate but connected aspects of aGod that is, so brilliantly termed at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://reluctant-messenger.com/God-talking.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;http://reluctant-messenger.com/God-talking.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;, an “experience junkie;” that we liveover and over and over again because we are all a part of God, and God wants toknow himself in a physical rather than only a spiritual way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Also—and thisis a big “also”—that, as I said in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/bad-things-and-good-people.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Bad Things and Good People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;, everything is just an experience;not good, not bad; it just &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;. Godsays: “Hey! I’ve got it! What better way to know my blissfulness than to takemyself out of it? I’ll put a veil over everyone’s eyes (i.e.: My own) byplopping my creation (i.e.: My physical self) into this thing called duality!And each Soul/Spirit aspect will learn and grow over and over until it remembersthat it is Me and I am it. It’ll be fun!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;But becausethere’s a veil (the ego), these humanoid creatures forget their divinity; theyforget why they came and where they are going. Thus, in the process of findingtheir way Home, which takes an abundance of lifetimes of experience, they doanything and everything to learn what works and what doesn’t. Said a differentway, in the process of coming to know who we truly are,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;we may all becomeguilty of war crimes just as we’ll all eventually be guilty of making peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;All thatsaid, considering the above (which is incredibly condensed), I am able to seethat there is no true “good” or “bad.” Instead, those who commit acts which weconsider “bad” are merely&lt;i&gt; confused&lt;/i&gt;—justas those now awakening/ed once were. And maybe those awakening ones still areconfused, but they at least have a better sense of where to place theirintentions and attention.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Inconclusion, we’re all confused! That’s all it’s ever been. As one beginscatching glimpses of the Divine Plan and sees that confusion is the worst-casescenario, how can one not also find the compassion within to forgive boththe self and those who don’t yet know how perfect they are?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;_____&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*In one of several notes about reincarnationin the Bible: “And if you are willing to accept it, John is Elijah, who wassaid to come. Let him who has ears, hear.” (Matthew 11:14-15)&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8939931558744106524?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8939931558744106524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/forgiveness-personal-understanding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8939931558744106524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8939931558744106524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/forgiveness-personal-understanding.html' title='Forgiveness: A Personal Understanding'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-5474309695993325932</id><published>2012-01-03T15:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T16:30:47.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doom and Gloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Repetition'/><title type='text'>You Are a Sinner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, friend. I’m talking to you. Youare a sinner. And you will BURN IN HELL!!! You don’t believe in my god, and mygod is the ONE TRUE GOD. Now die and get what you deserve. You are unworthy… Butfor the small fee of only 1/10 of your income, we will gladly offer you both theKEYS TO THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN and access to the SAVIOR OF THE WORLD. And if youact now, we’ll even throw in 3 free indulgences, worth $12 each. That’s a $36value, ABSOLUTELY FREE! This is a limited time offer, so act now. Operators arestanding by.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah… aboutthat… Let’s take a step back, maybe take a breath or two, and then start over.Only this time we’ll take a less radical, more practical approach…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;When at thepark, I pay attention to two things: the plants and wildlife and the people Ipass. Giving attention to the former is about gratitude andabsorption—gratitude for the existence of that life, whether plant or animal,and absorption into the subtle nuances of whatever I see (for example, the waythe sun shines on a tree differently than the day previous). As for the people,I look, nod (assuming they look at me), and continue observing nature until thenext person comes around. It’s purely out of a desire to acknowledge theirexistence; it’s easier to do than not do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;While at thepark one day, some guy stopped, said hi, and asked how I was doing the instantmy eyes met his. No sooner had I said hello than he was handing me a littlepamphlet. It immediately became apparent that he had a motive; that he wasn’tsimply acknowledging the existence of another human being just because it’s thehuman thing to do. After handing me the pamphlet, in a well-rehearsedI-may-meet-someone-at-the-park-and-only-have-five-seconds-to-talk-before-they-run-off-or-smile-nod-and-walk-awayspiel, he tells me that Jesus Christ is the "One Way," and that he’s lookingforward to seeing me on whatever night these folks were getting together. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;If a personwants to use Jesus as their point of reference for filling “the void” in life,then great. Don’t let me stop you. There are a lot of folks out there who willtell you there is great value in calling on any of the “Ascended Masters” forhelp. I have no argument in doing such. (As a side note, the pamphlet clearlystated that sex, alcohol, money, etc. are as equally bad as religion forfilling “the void.” The gathering was to take place in a house.) But what gotme was his certainty. He spoke to me as if Jesus shares a bunk bed with him. Hespoke to me as if there is absolutely—&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ABSOLUTELY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;—no other way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Later on, Iread the pamphlet. I used to be offended by such things, but now I just get a weirdkind of humor out of their flawed perspective. Like so many others, it saidthat I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; to admit that I'm asinner. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;“Ahh, shit… IfI didn’t have enough problems to deal with, now I’m a sinner, too! Can youbelieve it?” …No, quite frankly, I can’t.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you, dearreader, know what “sin” is? It’s fear-inducing religious jargon for “wrong thought,”conscious or subconscious. Nothing more and nothing less. Ending “sin” isliterally as simple as changing a thought pattern. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;For youCatholics out there, how many of you go/went to confession for years on end andconfess/ed the same old thing over and over again? I did that once too. Oh, howthe wool has been pulled over our eyes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you wantchange? Do you want to transform your bad habits into something positive? Doyou want peace? Do you want everlasting healing? Do you want a savior who willsave you before you die (and you find out that there is no savior to save youbecause you didn’t truly try to save yourself)?&amp;nbsp;Do you want to stop “sinning”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Change yourthinking. It is truly that simple. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;You are thesavior you’ve been yearning for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-5474309695993325932?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5474309695993325932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-are-sinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5474309695993325932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5474309695993325932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-are-sinner.html' title='You Are a Sinner!'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-7987563868956827899</id><published>2011-12-29T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:15:33.630-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vatican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scandals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deception'/><title type='text'>A Conflict of Interest</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Many people are calledby God to act, to rise from their slumber to do his will. In the eyes ofCatholic children/young adults who feels this calling, it may be seen that theymust choose to be a clergy member. This is fine and good, because theirintentions are in the right place. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;However, as we see inthe news, and as we find out in much greater depth when we do the researchourselves, the Church is steeped in secrets, sex scandals, “holy” wars, andwealth beyond compare. When a clergy member, although still possibly with agood heart, continues on this religious path, he may be offered ever higherpositions within the ranks of the Church. He may eventually become one of theelite; one who, we would hope, work for the betterment of mankind. Butdepending upon how high a position he reaches, especially in the position ofPope, I’d have to think he gets a pretty good feel for all the treachery and deceitof the present and past and more or less of what is to come (whether created byhis own hand or that of the Puppet Masters above him).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;So, although he likelybegan with the healthiest of intentions, how can so many of us continue tojustify that he, of whatever high-ranking position, is actually closer to Godjust because of his worldly status—particularly if he's keeping his mouth shutabout the secrets that have been revealed to him? If, for example, as ishappening now, he’s allowing bishops to shuffle pedophile priests to “lesser”parishes rather than giving them the boot and/or psychological aid? Andeveryone knows there are/have been secrets, scandals, and “holy” wars, even ifthey are not dinner conversation. As for the wealth of the Church, how can onemiss it? How can one justify it? Selective attention? Voluntary ignorance? Byjustifications that “they’re only human”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;(Pardon the digression,but have you ever researched the implications of the various statues,artifacts, etc. located in the various public courtyards of the Vatican? TheEgyptian obelisk and hieroglyphs? The Hollow Earth? The Pinecone/pineal gland?…I mean holy shit, people, talk about secrets in plain sight!) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Some might suggest that thesemen don’t speak up for fear of losing their position or that the Powers That Bewill “take care” of them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Sowhat? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;If we truly know God,what reason do we have to fear the loss of an organizational position or evenof death? Didn’t Jesus teach us to be &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt;the world and not of it? Didn’t Jesus &lt;i&gt;die&lt;/i&gt;because he knew that death was the road the Truth sometimes requires? Isn’t thePope supposed to be working in Jesus’ stead? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe it’s time for usto reevaluate how much faith we put into these “stewards of God.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;As religionis a touchy subject, I would like to make a few important clarifications tothose who want to disagree. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;First, barringignorance (intentional or not) and self-dishonesty, it really cannot be deniedthat the Church is guilty of some pretty heinous activity in their time on thisplanet; much of that activity given the go-ahead by the Pope himself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Secondly, andfrom a personal knowledge and experience perspective, when one comes to &lt;i&gt;truly&lt;/i&gt; know God, even if in smallermeasures (in my case), the fear of death passes equally so. On top of that,because we all have a piece of God within us—Spirit—we all have the ability tounveil our Godliness should we choose to do what’s right. This is so valuable,because as this unveiling happens, we literally lose the ability to doourselves harm. And if there is no ability to harm the self, then there is noability to harm others. It goes without saying, then, that if we haven’t trulyunveiled any form of inner Godliness, it’s probably pretty easy for us todeliberately misguide billions of people yet still be able to sleep comfortablyat night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Thirdly, if Imight dip into the quantum physics/metaphysical realm, “birds of a featherflock together.” We go and do what we go and do, even if we’re totally unawareof what is truly happening, because the level of vibration we exist atnaturally attracts us to those of the same vibration. If we vibrate at thelevel of negativity, the Universe will lead us to negativity. Life on theoutside is a mirror of life on the inside. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;And finally,most plain and simple of all: "He who does not know love does not know God, forGod is love." (1 John 4:8)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-7987563868956827899?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7987563868956827899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/conflict-of-interest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7987563868956827899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7987563868956827899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/conflict-of-interest.html' title='A Conflict of Interest'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-695388220367251816</id><published>2011-12-26T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-09T11:25:23.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conspiracy Theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Walking On the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Well, here’sanother story down the drain…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_UK0ZyQw2oA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A Funny Thing Happened On the Way tothe Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(47:01)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes, I know.There are all kinds of debunkeries out there. Well there are all sorts of proofs,too. Just because conspiracy theory isn’t mainstream doesn’t make it false, itjust makes it less popular. And whether this or anything else, we need onlyspend a few minutes on the universal mind we call the “internet” to see thatmuch that “could never be true” is more true than we ever thought it could be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’s time tolook past fear, and it’s time to look past limitation. It’s time to considerthat maybe Big Bro ain’t so benevolent after all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-695388220367251816?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/695388220367251816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/walking-on-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/695388220367251816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/695388220367251816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/walking-on-moon.html' title='Walking On the Moon'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8067255728980618087</id><published>2011-12-22T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T11:23:29.454-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arrogance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>Opinions and Beliefs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;“Consistency in regard to opinions isthe slow poison of intellectual life.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;--Anonymous&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Opinions are justthat—they’re opinions. This means they can change on a whim. If they canchange, they have no basis in reality. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Let’s listento ourselves when we think and talk. How many times do we begin a statement orthought with “I believe…” or “We as [affiliation name here] believe…”? How manytimes are words or thoughts underlined with a similar phrase, though it isnever directly used? Isn’t a belief nothing more than a consistent opinion?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;How manytimes do we willfully avoid learning about something, regardless of topic,because we’re too fearful or arroga—&lt;i&gt;“It’snot arrogance, and it’s not fear! What you’re suggesting is ridiculous andidiotic! Are you trying to say I’m misinformed? Maybe you’re the one who’smisinformed!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Now that theego has made its presence known, let’s start over…How many times do wewillfully avoid learning about something, regardless of topic, because we’retoo fearful or arrogant to reconsider another option? Because we mistake believing—i.e.:having a rigid opinion—for actually knowing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Considerreligion.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;In a word: &lt;i&gt;Dogma&lt;/i&gt;. Eek! There’s little in this worldthat has stunted the development of humanity more than the adherence to dogma; thatis, the following of popular opinion whose validity is not to be questioned—justfollowed blindly. Not only does this cause one to forfeit their intellectuallife but, even worse, their spiritual life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;What aboutscience? They’re a bit dogmatic too, no? What is science but a bunch oftheories of such hardness that they might as well be considered laws? Ofcourse, they are all overturned at some point, but what a painstaking processfor any change to find acceptance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;In a world ofone-track-mindedness, is there anything the individual can do to circumvent theignorance that’s held sway for so long? Certainly! We can forgive others for passingon hardened opinions as truth or for deliberately deceiving us. We can forgiveourselves for being so closed off to a universe of infinite potential. We can beginopening ourselves to the truth of small questions so it’s easier to manage thebig ones. We can do the research ourselves rather than having others dictate itto us. We can see, feel, hear, touch, smell, and be in this world as ourhigher-selves request, rather than how some cockamamie egoists tell us weshould. We can be skeptical about everything, and accept that the only onesjudging us for not knowing everything are ourselves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8067255728980618087?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8067255728980618087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/opinions-and-beliefs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8067255728980618087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8067255728980618087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/opinions-and-beliefs.html' title='Opinions and Beliefs'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-6999954203436983092</id><published>2011-12-19T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:20:15.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Path'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Inquiry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attachment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Integrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suppression'/><title type='text'>Go Your Own Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;As we gothrough life, nearly all of us develop the habit of using external “stuff” todefine ourselves (“stuff” being used as an exceedingly broad term). Whether aschildren, teens, middle-agers, or elders, practically all of us are guilty ofthis to some extent. In living this way, in believing that the things weassociate ourselves with make us “who we are,” we tend to lose ourselves indissatisfaction when our relationship with that “stuff” doesn’t pan out exactlyas we’d like. More specifically for the sake of this writing, we believe that nomatter how much suffering something may be causing, the more we attach to it, themore likely that it will eventually bring us fulfillment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Under thegeneral comments above fit a dizzying number of categories, each having adiffering degree of relevancy to any individual’s life. One of these many categories,and the one I would like to discuss in this post, is that of certain relationshipsbetween parents and their children. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What Ioccasionally notice is that some parents overly enforce their perspective oflife onto their children. They want their children to live how they themselveshave lived, even if that life is not satisfying. (Not that they can necessarilydo otherwise. If they were aware of a more fulfilling perspective, one that wasalready within them, they probably would not be acting as they are.) Whatoccurs in such situations is that the parents, who unquestioningly andfearfully abide in their own unease, strive to make their children into aliving affirmation of what they couldn’t heal in themselves. Said another way:Because the parents have a fear of validating their own perceptions, they raisetheir children to affirm for them that their own troubles are acceptable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thus, strainin the parent-child relationship is commonplace. The parents try to set thechild’s life path by their own unsatisfactory views rather than by reality orthe child’s own intentions. As a child tries to grow in his/her own direction,the parents may see the child’s behavior as “straying from affirmation” insteadof the need to express a unique personality (or even being a mirror for theparents’ dysfunction). If this isn’t properly understood by the parents, then attachmentbecomes all the greater and struggle continues for both parents and childrenalike.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The followingare a few examples:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Perhapsparents work excessively hard with the expectation that this will eventuallybring satisfaction or the acceptance or appreciation of others. Although itnever does (not for any worthwhile amount of time anyway), they attempt toimpress this mentality upon their children by making them work hard in hopes ofproving it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Another isthe kid who wants to go to college but the parents say no because they stillhave an ill-will against themselves for not going. Rather than the parentsworking out their own personal problems, they create all sorts of tensionwithin the family (which extends out into the world). They try to “heal” thepain of regret by giving their child all sorts of reasons why not to go, all inhopes that the child’s nonattendance will justify the parents’ ownnegativity.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And there arethe parents who have so little trust in themselves and each other that theycan’t trust their own children. Even when the kids are in their mid- to lateteens, the parents seldom let them go out with friends and allow little accessto the outside world (internet, cell phone, car, etc.). They project their own dysfunctiononto their kids rather than seeking to fix internally that which is maintainingan uneasy distance between everybody.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A fourth are thereligiously zealous. Even though there are hundreds of various denominations,the parents firmly believe that their religion is the “Chosen One.” Theyimpress this upon their child, usually from birth; all the while, the childsimply goes along for a number of years not knowing any better. Although thiscan end with a child finding balance, it’s no less common to end with that childeither becoming a religious nut him/herself or dropping religion completely forthe reason that all religion and all God-related stuff is unsafe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Even if weare not all part of some of these more extreme situations, many of us stillcarry lighter versions of parental dramas. So there is still a takeaway to befound by understanding this aspect of parent-child relationships. This meansthat we as children—because we are all a child to someone—have the task toquestion: &lt;i&gt;Are my parent’s truly satisfied?What makes them unhappy? Do I do that also? Does it make me unhappy? Am Imaking someone else’s problem my own? Why do I continue doing it? Am I doing itjust for them? What if I didn’t do it? Would I find satisfaction in being who Iwant to be instead of who my parents want me to be?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When we findthe truth, it then becomes our duty to go our own way—nobody else’s. Others maynot agree with us, but we can’t worry about that. There are as many differentways to live as there are souls. We shouldn’t be afraid to give a discerningear to the words of those around us, even if we think we’ll disagree with them;but to blindly believe those who tell us that our life path is incorrect when thosepeople live in fear of understanding and expanding their own is folly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-6999954203436983092?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6999954203436983092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/go-your-own-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6999954203436983092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6999954203436983092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/go-your-own-way.html' title='Go Your Own Way'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-4084404388831520661</id><published>2011-12-15T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T18:53:01.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detachment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enjoyment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><title type='text'>Be Like a Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Have you everstopped to observe little kids? Did you ever notice that they don’t care? Notin a rude kind of way, but in one of innocence. If you haven’t, perhaps youshould. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Consider thetimes when someone is trying to get ready to go out. While the child is on alaughter-filled rampage, is that person (very possibly you) also enjoying thechild’s freedom? Or is he or she yelling their head off in an attempt to tell thechild that the natural flow of spontaneity, innocence, and joy are notacceptable practice? What about when a child drops and breaks something“precious.” Does the person watching them mirror that child’s smirking “uh-oh”face? Or does he or she scream and holler that the broken item is, in othermore self-rationalizing words, more valuable than the purely innocent nature ofthat child?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Did you evertake the time to consider that maybe children have something to teach adults? Lookat how serious we are. It seems that we spend more time scolding our kids thanwe do just letting them be. Let’s not forget that each of us was a child once,too—a child that probably did not like being told that it was wrong to feelspontaneous joy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Instead of immediatelyreacting so harshly to the actions of children, let’s stop and take a stepback. Let’s see if maybe there is a lesson they are supposed to be teaching us.If a kid wants us to do something that we feel is “too childish,” let’s allowthem to remind us that enjoyment is likely hidden only by our dissatisfying “grown-up”perception. If a child breaks something, let’s allow him or her to remind us ofthe transience of all things. Let’s consider that perhaps the problem an adulthas with a child is not the fault of the child but of the adult. On lookingdeeper, we may just find that we cannot be happy with a child’s happiness,innocence, or freedom because we have no happiness, innocence, or freedomourselves. It may just be that the positive emotions we would like to feel moreof are already with us, that we don’t really have to go searching anywhere forthem. It’s just that we’ve become so bogged down with negative emotions thatwe’ve nearly lost sight of what it means to truly enjoy life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’s okay tolook up to a child. They know a lot more than we typically give them credit for.They’ll tell us all we need to know about finding happiness, and they need notsay a word. It’s in their being and in their doing. It’s in what they are, notwhat we want them to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“And Jesus called a little child tohim, and set him in the middle of them, and said, Truly I say to you, Exceptyou be converted, and become as little children, you shall not enter into thekingdom of heaven. Whoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child,the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever shall receive onesuch little child in my name receives me. But whoever shall offend one of theselittle ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone werehanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea.”(Matthew 18:2-6)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-4084404388831520661?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4084404388831520661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/be-like-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4084404388831520661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4084404388831520661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/be-like-child.html' title='Be Like a Child'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-1869310286808562756</id><published>2011-12-11T10:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T10:30:01.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Path'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>Question – What Am I Doing Here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/p/note-on-questions.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;A Preface toQuestions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What am I doing here?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;(What is my life’s purpose? What isthe value in this current part of my life? Is what I’m doing truly fulfilling?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What am I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;not&lt;i&gt;doing here?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;(Should I be taking action but amafraid of leaving a comfort zone or afraid that I’ll offend someone?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What we areto ask ourselves here is not simple. It’s not necessarily about responding bysaying, for example, that we’re an engineer; that we’ve come here to helpsupply the world with electricity or production machinery or yet another roador superstructure. Could it be that we have? Maybe. Only as individuals can weknow our true purpose. However, most of us don’t really know. We say thingslike: “Oh, well engineering runs in my family. They’re smart and I’m smart, sothat’s the way I’m gonna go too,” or, “Looks like I have to go to college toget a good job so I can survive in this rat race we call ‘reality.’ I’ll do[whatever holds my attention and brings enjoyment (usually only at a materialand/or mental level)],” or, “I need a lot of money so that people respect me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Not knowingwhat I wanted to do after high school, I followed the family-engineering approach.This led me to a mechanical engineering technology associates degree and a fewyears of related work. Through the majority of it, although it was something Ieither couldn’t put my finger on or didn’t want to admit, I felt a kind ofemptiness, an out-of-place-ness. Towards the end of that time, I began self-cultivating.It was through this inner work that I realized while mechanical work may havesome value in my life, it’s far from my full calling. What that calling is I’mstill trying to figure out completely. But it’s clear that, due to not knowingmyself, I allowed myself to be “placed” as opposed to me consciously choosingmy optimal life path.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When we canbegin to know ourselves, when we can begin to see beyond the pre-trod roads ofsociety and family, we begin opening our lives to a whole new dimension ofexistence; one that will reveal what we have truly come here to do. By allmeans, maybe we’re doing our life’s work now. If this is true, then by comingto know ourselves deeper, we can dramatically improve what we are already doing.If we don’t know what our purpose is or if we only think we do, making theeffort to know who we truly are may very well send us down a totally new yet satisfyingpath. Whatever the case, maintaining a focus on learning why we have been puthere (volunteered to come, some say) can only serve to improve our own livesand, as a natural extension, those with whom we share this world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-1869310286808562756?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1869310286808562756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/question-what-am-i-doing-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1869310286808562756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1869310286808562756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/question-what-am-i-doing-here.html' title='Question – What Am I Doing Here?'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-4613650603604721411</id><published>2011-12-07T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T16:20:46.008-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Repetition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surrender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disorders/Dis-ease/Illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subjectivity'/><title type='text'>Bad Things and Good People</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Why do bad things happen to goodpeople? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Some say ourGod is an angry or vengeful God. Some say that we we’re put on Earth to sufferto prove to God that we believe in his saving mercy. Some say it’s the cross wemust carry in life. Others say it’s karma from a past life. Some say it’s ourthoughts. Yet others say it’s all just an experience. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;With such awide range of theories, can we really know? I would like to think that we can.Let’s look at each suggestion in turn. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Some say God is an angry or vengefulGod.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I doubt it. IfGod is love, as 1 John 4:8 proposes, why would he/she/it perpetually cause ussuffering? Sure, ancient scriptures may have been inspired by God, but thatdoesn’t mean they were actually written by him. Nor do the tragic situationsthat took place indicate that God was cruel. Remember that we get what we give.God was merely responding to a war-prone, egotistical man by giving him exactlywhat he deserved. While God may allow “bad” to exist in this world of duality, itis man who continually brings it on himself. The written history is only amirror of the people at that time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;God wants to know if we believe in hissaving mercy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Our suffering is just a cross we mustcarry in life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;These two arequite entangled, so let’s review them together. Let’s also keep in mind that thesebeliefs are often shared by those who believe that we have one life to livebefore spending eternity in heaven or hell. To me, they just don’t add up. It’slike saying: “Yeah, God, just keep stacking the shit on, because I believeyou’re gonna save me in the end.” And what if he doesn’t? What if we came here,purposefully and voluntarily, as individual aspects of God, to experience God’sdualistic creation on his behalf? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;There’s agreat deal of evidence for reincarnation. How do we know that we won’t die onlyfor God to say: “Life is a lesson, my dear one. Why would you have the sameproblems over and over were it not so? When you went to the school of intellectualknowledge you always wanted to learn the old so you could discover the new. Yetin the school of life experience you continually allowed yourself to be chainedto the old. Thus nothing new could ever come in. And why would I send you toearth to learn if you couldn’t take your wisdom with you into a new lifetime?What need have you for wisdom and knowledge in heaven where all is alreadyknown? Or hell where it would all be worthless?”&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;We need to burn off karma.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Perhaps thisisn’t the full answer, but it sounds legitimate enough. As the saying goes, “Youdo the crime, you do the time.” Another is, “You reap what you sow.” It’s thejustice system of the universe. On the immediate life level, suppose I made aliving stealing cars. If I get caught or turn myself in, I have to pay theprice. But what if I go to my grave without either. Do I go to hell? Do I go tothe same hell and burn for eternity with, say, a man like Hitler who took thelife of millions of people? Sounds ridiculous. I’d have to imagine that God isan equal opportunity employer. If this is so, if I was born into a drug-dealingfamily of car thieves, how does that equate to the man who was born into aspiritual community?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Why not comeback into the 3-D world and try again? Only this time, while I may livemodestly and peacefully, perhaps my possessions or identity or some such thingsare stolen. On the surface, yes, in this next lifetime I may be a “good”person. The “bad” is only happening because I brought it on myself from a timeI don’t recall but is very much ingrained within my soul experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’s our thoughts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;On therelativity scale, yes, we may be a “good” person, but that doesn’t mean we arefree of harmful thinking. I’m sure I’m one among millions who know a lot of“good” people who have tons of difficulties in life, perhaps ourselvesincluded. It could very well be that much of this difficulty is created by ourthoughts. After all, what we think is what is projected into the world aroundus. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Let’sconsider the following quotes, general feelings, or both which may seem ho-humbut can actually lead “good” people into “bad” and even “awful” situations: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ “&lt;i&gt;I rarely get a meal to my satisfaction&lt;/i&gt;.”We often get cold food, grizzle in our steak, and bones in our fish when we eatout. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ “&lt;i&gt;I’m allergic to everything&lt;/i&gt;.” No matterwhere we are, we sneeze, cough, and itch year-round. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ “&lt;i&gt;I’ll never pay off this debt&lt;/i&gt;.” The billscome in faster than we can pay them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ “&lt;i&gt;I’m so inept&lt;/i&gt;.” We constantly bang into,drop, and break nearby objects.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ “&lt;i&gt;It’s always one thing after another&lt;/i&gt;.” Problematicsituations continue to arise.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ “&lt;i&gt;Everything my neighbor does eats me inside&lt;/i&gt;.”We develop cancer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;+ “&lt;i&gt;I’ll do anything to get my parent’sattention&lt;/i&gt;.” Our actions lead us to an extended hospital stay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;We’d beamazed at the problems we attract to ourselves due to simple thoughts which areeither hidden in our subconscious or we repeat aloud regularly. But, as always,it doesn’t have to be this way. We don’t need to eat lousy food, break arms,lose jobs, crash cars, and be dis-eased. We need only realize the truth that“bad” things happen to “good” people because “good” people are not exempt fromfoolish thinking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’s all just an experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’s saidthat before each of our earthly lives we chose an assortment of things such asbody, general life situations (learning experiences) and life objectives,parents, date of birth, etc. We do this as non-judgmental souls; judgment is ofthe mind, so it cannot occur until we take on an ego-minded body. During life,then, we are pushed by the universe to follow paths we very likely do not evenrecall deciding upon. No matter, if our experiences were chosen based on whatour higher-selves knew was in our best interest, how can we actually say thatany experience is truly “bad”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes, anexperience can be bad if we choose not to learn from it. Similarly, we can useour freewill to ignore what is hurting us or voluntarily take part in thatwhich will ruin us. But if we can even &lt;i&gt;begin&lt;/i&gt;learning to accept &lt;i&gt;what is&lt;/i&gt;, oursuffering will begin to disappear because we are acknowledging that whatever naturallyhappens is the unfolding of a divine plan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-4613650603604721411?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4613650603604721411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/bad-things-and-good-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4613650603604721411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4613650603604721411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/12/bad-things-and-good-people.html' title='Bad Things and Good People'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-6360920645950222229</id><published>2011-11-30T17:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T18:02:48.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man-made Law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Universal Law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner-knowing'/><title type='text'>Law or Flaw?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Individuals andorganizations can make up rules and regulations all day long, but the truth isthat they are mostly, if not completely, unnecessary. If laws are necessary, theyalready exist. Indeed, they always have, because they are the laws of the verycosmos itself. Such laws are natural. They are the glue that keeps the universetogether, and they are the laws that enforce themselves with nothing less thatheavenly precision (think: gravity or karma). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For any man toactually create a law is to effectively tell someone else, “I don’t trust you,”or “I am better than you, and I know better than you,” or “Your creativity isunacceptable to my egoic desires and ulterior motives. You must limit yourselfto fit my authoritative purposes.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Have you ever stoppedand seriously considered any of the laws that we actually pay the invalids wevote into office to create? They’re deliberately confusing. They’re obscene. They’reall about limitations. As the saying goes: Treat people like idiots and that’swhat they’ll become.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How perfectly thishas played into the hands of the few at the top.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe it’s time welisten to the Law that is written within our very being. Maybe it’s time welisten to ourselves, rather than those who are clearly working to confine us.Because deep down we know. Sure, for eons we’ve been told that we don’t know,that we can’t know, that we’re stupid, that we’re worthless. But have we everstopped to study the backgrounds of those who tell us such things—I mean &lt;i&gt;really, objectively, honestly &lt;/i&gt;study?&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;They’re the same governments andreligions whose hands are blood-stained with the biggest lies, murders,deceits, and all other malicious purposes of history. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Please—Think foryourself, and be yourself. The only laws you truly need to follow (or would bevery wise to follow) are the Laws that are an inherent part of all that exists. We all know them—we need only remember. For only in remembering can we begin tounderstand how free we are truly meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-6360920645950222229?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6360920645950222229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/law-or-flaw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6360920645950222229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6360920645950222229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/law-or-flaw.html' title='Law or Flaw?'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-3060653448216394428</id><published>2011-11-26T20:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:45:32.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suppression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Repetition'/><title type='text'>The Truth about "Whatever"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Today’s topicis about one of the many clear signs that suppression is imminent. It’s aboutthe use of the word and emotion of &lt;i&gt;whatever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Throughout mydays, I’ve noticed that sometimes people make a habit of using &lt;i&gt;whatever&lt;/i&gt; to end displeasurablesituations. Not, “Sorry, I was wrong,” or “Let’s sit down and peaceably workthis out,” but “&lt;i&gt;Whatever! It’s justwhatever!&lt;/i&gt;” This is then followed by internal and/or external grumbling tothe self and both parties departing in different directions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;As I’ve saidbefore and as I’ll say again: It doesn’t have to be like this. If we were topay attention to the instances in our lives from day to day and week to week,it’s really not unusual for similar—if not very, very similar—occurrences tohappen over and over again. These aren’t chance—they’re put into our lives timeafter time in order for us to heal what hurts us inside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Let’s look ata “for instance” regarding tidiness…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Maybe Wifelikes to have all shoes in the closet. On the other hand, Husband always kicksoff his shoes next to the front door. Man, does this ever burn up Wife. Aweekly, if not daily, conversation may go as follows…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Husband! Howmany times do I have to tell you that I don’t want your shoes at the door? Juststick ‘em in the closet! They’re so freakin’ disgusting to look at!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“What’s thebig deal? No one is even coming. I’m putting them back on in two hours anyway.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“And youcan’t walk the extra ten feet to the closet?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“You’remissing my point. I’m…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“No, you’remissing &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; point. You have no respectfor my simple wish to keep the house clean. But whatever! I might as well justtell you to do what you want, because that’s what you’re going to do anyway.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;[Husband exits stage left. Wife exitsstage right. Both are wearing frowny faces and grumbling to themselves.]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;While theabove conversation is about shoes and a clean house, it doesn’t always have tobe. Maybe Husband sets off Wife by placing his underwear on a bedroom doorknob orWife angers Husband by keeping her hair straighteners and other accessories onthe bathroom counter. No matter the situation or the gender of those involved, allof these “different” problems come back to the same thing: There’s no attemptto fix the cause. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Continuing with the example above, it’simportant for us to realize that not cleaning up after one’s self, per someoneelse’s demands or desires, is only where arguments &lt;i&gt;appear&lt;/i&gt; to begin. I say “&lt;i&gt;appear&lt;/i&gt;”because the problem originates within. We attract to us what we’ve suppresseduntil we heal it, until we no longer value &lt;i&gt;whatever&lt;/i&gt;as an adequate “solution.” If Husband and Wife truly want to stop fighting,they are both going to have to make peace with themselves. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes, that’sright: I said, “with themselves,” not “with each other.” Why? Because, as Isaid, the problems are internal. Certainly Husband and Wife can work togetherto find a solution, but, ultimately, the solution comes down to the individual.Wife need not wait for Husband to change in order to change herself, and viceversa. The external serves only as a mirror. If Wife has a son who also keeps hisshoes at the door, or if Wife gets divorced and marries once again to a man whoalso leaves his shoes at the door, Wife will continue to have her buttonspushed. It’s not because Husband or son are wrong, but that life is reflectingthe areas where Wife still has issues to take care of. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Once Wifetakes care of those issues on a personal, internal level, the problems on thecollective, external level will transform. That is to say, problems aren’t reallyproblems unless we make them so. When Wife stops thinking that her way is theright way or that she cannot be happy until everyone else conforms to her wayof living, she will then be able to accept &lt;i&gt;whatis&lt;/i&gt; rather than always struggling to create what is not now and may nevercome to be. No, she may not like shoes at the door, and she never has to. Yet ifshe want’s peace, she must at least have acceptance of Husband’s actions. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Looking atthis from a wider perspective, we can see how &lt;i&gt;whatever&lt;/i&gt; (whether spoken or felt) is the cause of hundreds oftrivial problems in life. If we disagree with something to the point of itcausing an argument or fight, it’s too late to just quit. The fuse is alreadylit. When the emotions fly, we have to forgive and release. Otherwise, wesuppress. Otherwise, we hurt. Otherwise, we run into the same issues over andover and over again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-3060653448216394428?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3060653448216394428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/truth-about-whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3060653448216394428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3060653448216394428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/truth-about-whatever.html' title='The Truth about &quot;Whatever&quot;'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-4548568131465997333</id><published>2011-11-21T20:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T21:02:41.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disorders/Dis-ease/Illness'/><title type='text'>Question – What Am I Eating?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/p/note-on-questions.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A Preface to Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;No, not what do I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;think&lt;i&gt; I’m eating—what &lt;/i&gt;am&lt;i&gt; I eating?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I once saw acomic that I believe stated the situation perfectly. As I recall, there weretwo people eating at a table. Looking at the side of a box, one of them saidsomething to the effect of: “It’s interesting that the ingredients in my foodare the same as the ones I find in the stuff under the kitchen sink.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Did I ever actually take the time tosee what was in my food?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Have I ever researched what all thoseingredients are that no human being can actually pronounce?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Did I ever consider what those synthesizedchemicals, sugars, and fats are doing to my body?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Did I ever consider what those synthesizedchemicals, sugars, and fats are not allowing my body to do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Is my food genetically engineered?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Is my food packed with preservatives?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Where did my food come from?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What was done to my food before I purchasedit?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;We’d be wiseto consider these questions in-depth. For example, I love peanut butter. (Howmuch? Picture Jim Carrey in “Dumb and Dumber:” AH-LAWHT!) I eat it all thetime. I used to eat regular Jif and Skippy PB by the vat. Then I looked at theingredients …hydrogenated vegetable oil …What the hell is that?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’sunhealthy, that’s what it is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’ll let youdo the research, but for now, suffice it to say that they modify the naturaloil so that: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;1.) You don’thave to stir the PB. In the oil’s modified form, the PB maintains its solidity.Also, I’m not sure if it’s proven, but it’s at least suspected that this sameingredient causes hardened arteries. The same process is used to solidifycandle wax.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;2.) Themanufacturer can save money because the oil “fluffs” so they can use less tomake more. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;In itsgood-for-business/bad-for-consumer modified form, the oil in PB that mostAmericans eat is unhealthy. The body has no way to process it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And that’sjust one ingredient in one food item. The next time you go in your pantry, takea look a good, hard look at the ingredients in some of your favorite foods. Youmight be surprised how toxic they are. It’s no wonder that our collectivehealth has declined exponentially.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Inconclusion, remember the following:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;1.) Read theingredients. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;2.) Do theresearch; no one else will do it for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;3.) Goorganic.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;4.) If youdon’t take care of yourself; no one else will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;5.) If westop buying it, they’ll stop selling it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-4548568131465997333?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4548568131465997333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/question-what-am-i-eating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4548568131465997333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4548568131465997333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/question-what-am-i-eating.html' title='Question – What Am I Eating?'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-5796952914283820002</id><published>2011-11-17T23:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:05:31.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collective Consciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional Control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oneness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>It Is Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto let go. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto detach. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto realize that what we’ve been pushing for can longer be sustained.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto eat healthier.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto meditate…every day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto live what it truly means to be a human being.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto do what we want.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto know the truth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto be at peace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto treat all beings equally.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto forgive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;…timeto be one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Y_InQiT74w"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;2012 –Compassion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;(12:44)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NvoRat-Tl_Q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;2012 – TheRevolution Has Begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt; (16:50)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H1Uy-tEwSzk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;2012 –Message of the Elders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt; (14:59)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_YOG3jMlV4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;2012 – AMessage of Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt; (25:13)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=maXpKDMkzzc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;2012 – TheEconomic Collapse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt; (6:14)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;(Thanksfor posting, Mrrockitman!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Note:The “Compassion” video is a tough one to swallow (i.e.: it’s sad, horrible, andgraphic). Regardless, I am putting it here because many of us are highlymisinformed as to how the majority of animals are treated before they arrive inthe supermarket as finely-cut meat—this includes “range-raised” (-razed?)animals. Otherwise, the latter four videos should be very inspiring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-5796952914283820002?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5796952914283820002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-is-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5796952914283820002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5796952914283820002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-is-time.html' title='It Is Time'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-5522158687995041465</id><published>2011-11-13T16:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:21:37.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Objectivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subjectivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><title type='text'>Don't Mess With the "D"-word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Discernment. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What is it? Similarto what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discernment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Wikipedia suggests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;, discernment is not merely theability to make a decision based on appearances or partiality, and notnecessarily even past experience or “common knowledge.” Instead, it’s theability to assess a situation or thing based on factors beyond biased-perceptionand come up with an objective conclusion. It’s the pairing of reason withwisdom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When I talkto people about this thing or that event, particularly those that are new ordifferent to them, they don’t usually get it. (Most of my thinking andresearching is way out-side-the-box.) I show them or tell them something, andthey then often fire off questions and rebuttals &lt;i&gt;ad infinitum&lt;/i&gt;. In a way, this is understandable. They’re just tryingto make sense of the material given. They are, by all appearances, using what wetypically term “discernment.” However, I would like us to consider how we usethis faculty. I get the feeling that we tend to get so caught up in ourpersonal perception of how things are/should be, that we end up not reallyusing our ability to discern at all. Rather, we subject our judgments only tothe superficial, foggy lens of basic intellectual decision-making.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;As Icommented on in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/cure-for-adhd.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A Cure for ADHD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;, sometimes we go balls-to-the-wallinto science. We say that nothing else matters but what science tells us.Others of us use religion as our sole basis. Although science and religion arethe two major ones, I’m sure we could find plenty of smaller and less popularbases within other areas. Anyway, it’s not uncommon to use these bases untilthey’re beaten to death as points of argumentation. Nor is it uncommon for thesegrounds to be used to try to contradict that which has been proven byhistorical documentation, common sense and intuition, or even human experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What I feelmany people miss in discerning what is accurate or inaccurate is in finding a healthybalance between ALL bases. For example, there are a few documentaries I’vewatched recently regarding the current times and future of mankind and theplanet. They are not doomsayer stuff and they are not esoteric; they are provenboth through spirituality and scientific research. However, because they don’tfit the pop-culture, mass media, in-the-box viewpoint, the information is sometimesseen by others almost as blasphemy. While some respond with silence, othersquestion, question, question, but then rebuke each answer with the intention ofhaving the information fit puzzle-perfectly within their current thoughtstructures. Others, still, just get totally bent out of shape and think I’mwasting their time. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Granted, Iknow everything I see, no matter how true or false, is not going to resonatewith everyone exactly as it resonates with me. And that’s fine. But my requestin this post is that we ease up on our intellectual decision-making and,instead, cover all bases by striving for discernment. We must remember thatcreation is creative—how profound!—beyond our wildest imaginings. We are onlyhurting ourselves by putting unbalanced perceptions in the way of infinitepossibility.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;If someoneshows us an informative video about things that aren’t mainstream, is it reallythat hard to spend a few minutes to say, “What if this &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; right? …What if I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt;wrong?” If someone offers us hard data but uses persuasive commentary to sell uson the idea that their interpretation of the data is true, and so we shouldhave fear or buy their product for protection, does that make the data any lessaccurate? If someone tells us that an experience happened to them, and we’veheard of it happening to others, just because science hasn’t proven it or ourreligion doesn’t endorse it or we’ve not experienced it ourselves, does thatmean all those people are liars? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;We so easilyallow ourselves to fall into the trap of “decredibilitizing” others justbecause their perception is not our perception; or because their ethics systemdoesn’t parallel our own; or because their belief structures or way of life doesn’tmake sense to us. But when we really get down to brass tacks (whatever the hellthat means!), if we’re always too busy making subjectively-biased decisions asto what’s true and false, who are we to say that there is not some piece ofvalid information that the universe might be trying to convey to us through anygiven medium? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When we lackthe power of discernment, we automatically waive our ability to really knowwhat’s true and false.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When we takethat power back—oh, the wonders we can find!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-5522158687995041465?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5522158687995041465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-mess-with-d-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5522158687995041465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5522158687995041465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-mess-with-d-word.html' title='Don&apos;t Mess With the &quot;D&quot;-word'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-6849464588785796643</id><published>2011-11-10T14:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:02:01.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Knowing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surrender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doom and Gloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subconscious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subjectivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><title type='text'>Truth, truth, and “truth” – Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/truth-truth-and-truth.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Truth, truth, and “truth” – Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Until I was about24 years old, I thought I had the truth. As I’ve grown over the last few years,I’ve realized that I only ever had the “truth” that I wanted to have; the “truth”that fit with my preconceived notions as to how life is/should be. In essence,I was pretty much wrong about everything yet blind to it. But since then, myperspective towards the truth and my attraction to/rejection of it has changeddramatically. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;In terms ofmy perspective towards the truth, I realized that I know little if anythingabout most things. With this in mind, I now allow myself to continually behumbled by that which I didn’t previously know. I take all those dangerousthings we call “firm beliefs” and toss them to the fire to see what’s left whenthey come back out (that is, of course, if anything to comes back out at all).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Attractionto/rejection of” is a whole different beast. When we think we know (usually inthe form of “firm beliefs”), without ever realizing what we are doing, wereject the Truth even if it’s slapping us in the face with a cast iron skillet.The Truth is right there, but because we don’t truly want to see it, we justsimply &lt;i&gt;don’t&lt;/i&gt;. We may occasionallycome upon a Truth, yet, typically, the “truth” we find is exactly the one thatwe are looking for. If, in our unwittingly rejective state, we want an answerthat fits our Judeo-Christian beliefs, that’s exactly what we’ll get. If wewant the one that coincides with our Democratic beliefs, well, that’s exactlywhat well get. And on and on. Consequently, everything that others tell us thatopposes our rejective-state beliefs will automatically appear skewed to fit the“ill agenda” of the other guy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;However, whenwe choose acceptance instead, we merge ourselves with the flow of Truth. Webegin to see it for what it is, and we see that it’s been there all along. Andbecause we are now opening ourselves in new ways, we find that we don’t exactlyhave to find the Truth as we always thought we had to. By all means, yes, wemay still do research or want to personally experience this or that. Suchaction is fine, and I encourage it. But by offering ourselves the opportunityto want to know life—&lt;i&gt;as it is&lt;/i&gt;—while droppingall preconceived notions about how we think it is/should be, the Truth actually&lt;i&gt;comes&lt;/i&gt; to us. We do the general work,and the Universe takes care of the rest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;In an examplefrom my own life, consider the following. (Take this for what it’s worth. I’lldo my best to explain, but it may be difficult to understand if notexperienced.) I’ve taken an interest in 2012 and all of its variousimplications. Pretty much all of my research is on the internet, and as Isearch, as I click here and click there, I just see what comes up. This has ledme to websites I could never have imagined existed but have been tremendouslybeneficial. Obviously, there is about a quadrillion tons of shit out there forevery three tons of Truth. Regardless, while I did step in some less thanpleasant stuff along the way, I’ve found a great deal more in value than I’dever expected. Why? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;1.) I don’ttell myself to expect this or that. I kept an open mind and an open heart. Iremain open to ALL possibilities.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;2.) I don’t fearknowledge of the unknown. I don’t fear having what I think I know be wrong. Iwant to know what’s True and Real, not what’s going to make me feel happy orsad, rich or poor, good or bad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;3.) Subconsciously,the Truth is what I really want.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I can imaginethat many people right now are searching the internet for similar things. Thedifference between us, though (and this is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;to say that they would never come upon any of the same sites I did), is thatthey go to a search engine and type in things like “2012” and “Armageddon.” Forone thing, such topics are waaaaay too broad, and there’s infinitely more junkout there than there is Truth in regards to them. With such searches, there’sno real filter but the seekers perception, and a seekers perception for Truthis often up for debate. As a result, even if someone hits a page that is 100% True,it may come as all too easy to blow it off as false or idiotic. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For instance:If we’re expecting a doom and gloom, end-of-world scenario where “Scotty” beamsup the chosen few and leaves everyone else as toast in a nuclear holocaust,it’s very unlikely that that we will find value in websites which note the massSpiritual Awakening and DNA upgrade which is occurring at this time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;As I’ve moreor less alluded to, a point we must remember is that Google, Yahoo!, Bing, andall other search engines just can’t factor in &lt;i&gt;human consciousness&lt;/i&gt;. (WOW!) They can create their search enginealgorithms all day, algorithms that would totally blow the average individual’smind, but their search engines absolutely pale in comparison to the attractiondevice of the search engine of human consciousness. At the start, perhaps weuse Google to search something more specific than just “2012.” After all, wehave to start somewhere. But beyond that, the Universe itself then takes over.Rather than clicking each of the millions of results to find what we think wewant, our navigation takes us from specific site/video/etc. to specific site/video/etc.Rather than a constant keyword search lacking in any real answers, we are ledto places where we fully wanted to go yet at no point did we ever have anyinkling as to what our destination would be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hopefullythis makes sense. If not, well, maybe I didn’t a poor job explaining, maybe itrequires experience, or maybe both. All I know is that whatever I’ve found,I’ve drawn it to me. As it happens, I rarely search for the websites, videos,pictures, etc. that I find most useful. In fact, I &lt;i&gt;couldn’t&lt;/i&gt; have searched for them even if I wanted to because I neverwould have known what the hell it was I was looking for. (Seriously, unless wealready have some foundation, who the hell randomly wakes up one morning andthinks: “Self, today I’m going to Bing search: &lt;i&gt;DNA upgrade in 2012 as depicted in crop circles in England&lt;/i&gt;”? Giveme a break!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Attractingthe Truth is just one aspect of the power of human consciousness when we chooseto surrender to life just as it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;and not as we wish it to be. It’s as simple as whole-heartedly admitting toourselves that we really don’t know much of anything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-6849464588785796643?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6849464588785796643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/truth-truth-and-truth-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6849464588785796643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6849464588785796643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/truth-truth-and-truth-part-2.html' title='Truth, truth, and “truth” – Part 2'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8389760308014391501</id><published>2011-11-06T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:44:26.621-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doom and Gloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mass Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subconscious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Higher Self'/><title type='text'>Truth, truth, and "truth"</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;All knowledge in life boils down to one question: &lt;i&gt;Do we want the Truth as it is, or do we want the “truth” as we want it to be?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;The truth can be a funny thing. Why? Because we will only ever attract to ourselves the truth that we want. There are quite a few of us who externally say, “I want the truth!” But then these same people spend their mornings reading national newspapers, their workdays with the radio on, and their evenings watching Fox News or “reality TV.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Uhhh… So we want the Truth, do we?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;What we usually don’t realize is that the truth we are demanding is actually the “truth” which we’ve led ourselves to believe is accurate only because it’s compatible with our current “reality.” It’s the “truth” which our subconscious wants—the same subconscious which has spent eons being suppressed by bogus laws created by the ego (whether our own or that of another). These phony laws cause us to fear the unknown; thus, we prefer the “truth” instead of the Truth. And so it happens that the version of the truth we get (Truth or “truth”) is based on what fears dwell within us. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;This is why our society has always been so engrossed in doom and gloom: &lt;i&gt;because, &lt;b&gt;regardless of what we say we want&lt;/b&gt;, on a deeper level, &lt;b&gt;we are addicted to hearing it like it isn’t&lt;/b&gt;; based on subconscious processes, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;we&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; repeatedly &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;make the choice&lt;/u&gt; to hear it like it isn’t&lt;/b&gt;; &lt;b&gt;we are attracted to and attracting to ourselves the truth as it isn’t. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Until we come to understand how the subconscious works and manually shift our fearful, limiting belief structures, “the way it isn’t” is exactly what we are going to receive.&lt;i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;As backwards as it sounds, because we are so familiar with fear, hate, and pain, that is exactly what we keep asking for. On the other hand, we fear love, joy, peace, and fulfillment because it’s practically unknown to us. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I think this is all going to change very soon, but it’s been true nonetheless and remains as true for many or us. I hope you see that. If not, one day you will. It’s a matter of personal choice, really. When is enough really enough?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Please keep the following in mind: The mind is superficial, and the subconscious is deep. But deeper even than the subconscious is the soul/spirit level. It is through the process of clearing away of subconscious fears (prejudice, judgment, hate, etc.)—on an individual, personal basis—that we start to live from the soul/spirit level. Only then can we truly find the peace, love, fulfillment, balance, etc. that we’ve always claimed to have wanted.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Remember that the peace and purity of soul/spirit is our natural state of being. It’s also the natural state of the universe. As such, all we seek already exists. Our real predicament is in unlearning our “truth” in order to reshape ourselves to fit &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; Truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8389760308014391501?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8389760308014391501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/truth-truth-and-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8389760308014391501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8389760308014391501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/truth-truth-and-truth.html' title='Truth, truth, and &quot;truth&quot;'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-4429419231317595175</id><published>2011-11-03T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T12:17:22.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Two Links of Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;World PeaceExperiment&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolhansengrey.com/seeds/wpe.html"&gt;http://carolhansengrey.com/seeds/wpe.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;MusicalRapture – A Healing Gift for Humanity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eraofpeace.org/music.php"&gt;http://www.eraofpeace.org/music.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-4429419231317595175?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4429419231317595175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/two-links-of-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4429419231317595175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4429419231317595175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/two-links-of-note.html' title='Two Links of Note'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8869561021948153444</id><published>2011-11-01T15:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T15:36:14.039-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collective Consciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disorders/Dis-ease/Illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critical Mass'/><title type='text'>A Cure for ADHD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNbUriE9EXU/TrBEMAkUsuI/AAAAAAAAABc/N8ESvphAZrA/s1600/110111+A+Cure+for+ADHD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNbUriE9EXU/TrBEMAkUsuI/AAAAAAAAABc/N8ESvphAZrA/s400/110111+A+Cure+for+ADHD.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What’s theproblem with science? It’s too damn scientific.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The problem Isee is this: Everything that happens in the world is viewed with the deepestscrutiny. It must be understood, it must be named, and it must be classified. Thereis little allowance for the influence of a differing class; much less somethingwhich cannot be proven in a lab even though human experience clearly proves it’sexistence. Forget the immense mind power of the non-degreed supergenius, forgetthe supernatural or metaphysical or intuitive, and forget about the impactwhich concepts from other categories may have on the one under the “microscope.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What do Imean? Here’s an example:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ConsiderAttention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD). Do some children really havethe physical characteristics at birth? Certainly. But to diagnose roughly 10percent (and rapidly rising) of all kids as being “mentally deficient”? That’sinsanity. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Given the backgroundand equipment, yes, it’s possible to find a few related genes or a chemicalimbalance. But I could really care less about that. Why? Because I don’t careabout the effect. I care about the cause. What’s causing the imbalance to beginwith? Having a scientist say that a child has an imbalance of norepinedopaphrinaseratoninaphrinemeans nothing. Nor does it matter that he can “keep it at bay” with someartificial, side-effect inducing chemical substitute.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So, is therean answer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sure. Althoughthis is only one among many (just as my reason for ADHD is one among many). Andbecause it’s completely natural, pain-free, and cost-free, I’d like to thinkthat it’s worth giving a shot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Look aroundyou. Take note that as parents decrease the amount of attention they give totheir children, the children increase in their inability to hold their own. Ifyou have them, think of your own kids. Do you work 60, 80, and 100 hour weeks?Do you watch TV for hours while your child does God knows what by him- orherself? Or perhaps he/she watches TV right next to you and so you make the TVthe center of attention, not each other? Do you spend excessive time at church,school, the bar, or with friends, much to the exclusion of your children? Doyou just simply push your kids away when they look for your support?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;We don’t haveto wait for a scientist or doctor to tell us what the problem is. Although agene or overabundant chemical may outwardly reveal such an issue, we mustrealize that, 99% of the time, our lifestyles create the issues which do ordon’t arise. There are many dormant illnesses within the human body, but we arethe ones who create the conditions for them to activate. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;In the caseof ADHD, it’s our own increasing failure to place attention where attention isdue: &lt;i&gt;on the lives &lt;b&gt;we’ve chosen&lt;/b&gt; to bring into this world&lt;/i&gt;. It’s time to release ourstory about how our continuous, me-based stream of work, friends, TV, etc. ismore important than spending time with the very products of our own creation. Really,the children don’t have ADHD—it’s the parents. A child’s hyperactivity isnothing more than the result of the parent’s attention deficiency toward thechild. Children are crying out for help in the only way they know how…And theirparents are ignoring them…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;As I saythese things, please know that I’m not trying to play the blame game; I’m nottrying to play good-parent-bad-parent. This is not just the fault of this momor that dad. It’s the fault of every human being for being so stubborn,closed-minded, and scientific. For far too long have we refrained fromquestioning the norm and from seeking alternative answers. For far too longhave we sat back on our laurels with the belief that mass media and bigbusiness are telling it to us straight or with only minimal bias. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’s time forus to do the research for ourselves—even if we think that nobody wants to hearwhat we’ve learned.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Often, thisis just the situation I find myself in. I have so much life-expanding knowledgeand wisdom that comes to me, but very few people I know are ready to step awayfrom the mental limits they’ve placed on themselves or their world to see me ascredible. Sometimes this is difficult for me because I try to share the informationto help others to lift life to higher levels, but their response is usuallyrejection or indifference. Regardless, I know on such a deep level that theresearch I do is incredibly important to humanity as a whole. The fact is, evenif I don’t know them personally, there &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;people who care; there &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; peopleresearching (or intuiting) the same things as me, and it’s all very important.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;In my lastpost, I used the phrase “critical mass.” Although that was in a spiritualsense, it works with knowledge, too. When one person studies something for thefirst, second, and third times, it’s slow going. But as more people work at it,it begins to take hold in the field of collective consciousness, and so itbecomes much easier to learn and accept for all who come after.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;That’s partof my intent with this and other such blog posts: to make my knowledge/ideasknown to others; to get people thinking; to maybe have them share these uncommonperspectives with others during conversation; to have a base for furtherresearch. When we do the research ourselves, even if we don’t all have themeans of readily sharing it, we raise the value of whatever information it iswe hold in the collective consciousness. Maybe we don’t see the world changetoday and maybe not tomorrow, but we keep learning and keep sharing anyway,because when the “critical mass” of a certain piece of knowledge is reached, we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;will &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;see how valuable our research has been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;Disclaimer:At no time should any of my words be taken as professional medical advice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8869561021948153444?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8869561021948153444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/cure-for-adhd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8869561021948153444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8869561021948153444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/11/cure-for-adhd.html' title='A Cure for ADHD'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNbUriE9EXU/TrBEMAkUsuI/AAAAAAAAABc/N8ESvphAZrA/s72-c/110111+A+Cure+for+ADHD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-5453690831192434465</id><published>2011-10-29T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T21:25:41.399-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doom and Gloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critical Mass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Critical Mass</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Are youexcited? I sure hope so. I am too. I’m &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;excited! Why? Because there has never been a better time to be alive than &lt;i&gt;right now&lt;/i&gt;, and the future is only goingto get better.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah, I hearyou… “Oh, John, you’re so naïve. The World Bank is collapsing. Governments arefalling apart. Everyone’s either leaving their religion or becomingexponentially more zealous. People are losing their jobs by the thousands. TheUFO count is on the rise. There are all sorts of natural disasters. There’sfamine. The unemployment rate is astronomically high. The 16.4 billion year long Mayan calendar has come to a close. Biblical revelations have come to pass.There are lions and tigers and bears, oh my! …You probably believe that cropcircles have predicted the future, too.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;“How did youknow!? I agree completely. There is, indeed, all of the above and then some…Andisn’t it exciting?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;While itseems that doom and gloom belief systems currently rule the world, there is a cosmic-scalespiritual awakening that is taking place. We, and our whole little pocket ofthe universe, are reaching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Critical_mass_(sociodynamics)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;critical mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;—only this time it’s on a deeplyspiritual level. Now, more than ever, masses of people are waking up to whatthey truly are. They’re waking up from the lies of “reality.” They’re quittingthe rat race of life when there is absolutely no other clear path beforethem—just a whisper in the wind saying: &lt;i&gt;It’stime to go now. It’s time to go Home. &lt;/i&gt;As it happens, we’re finding out atan incredible rate that our stories are outdated; that it’s time for somethingnew and totally refreshing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;So, what’shappening? What can we expect? What does this mean? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, lots ofwonderful things, assuming we want to keep positive about it… but I’ll let BradJohnson take over from here: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;ApproachingCritical Mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;: &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.approachingcriticalmass.org/index.html"&gt;http://www.approachingcriticalmass.org/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="MsoHyperlink"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoHyperlink"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;(Thanks, Brad! You’vedone a great job putting lots of information into a very small space. I lookforward to doing more research into the things you’ve discussed, and I lookforward to the future.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-5453690831192434465?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5453690831192434465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/critical-mass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5453690831192434465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5453690831192434465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/critical-mass.html' title='Critical Mass'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8000165513654120250</id><published>2011-10-16T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:54:17.013-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mass Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oneness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Higher Self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Collective Evolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Collective Evolution I&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collective-evolution.com/2011/01/02/watch-now-the-collective-evolution-full-documentary/"&gt;http://www.collective-evolution.com/2011/01/02/watch-now-the-collective-evolution-full-documentary/&lt;/a&gt;(a brief description with a link to YouTube at the bottom)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Collective Evolution II&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collective-evolution.com/2011/09/30/watch-the-collective-evolution-ii-the-human-experience-on-youtube-now/"&gt;http://www.collective-evolution.com/2011/09/30/watch-the-collective-evolution-ii-the-human-experience-on-youtube-now/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Personal Thoughts:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What theysaid resonated greatly within me as accurate. I have a minor disagreement hereor there, but overall, I have to agree. (I would like to note, however, that mydisagreement, like that which anyone else may find within his/herself, may benothing more than lack of spiritual realization within. This disagreementdoesn’t make them wrong, it just means we need to dig deeper to find out how trueour beliefs or “knowings” really are.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Just as theysuggest, we are in a time of great change. It’s no accident that we are comingto the end of a 26,000 year precession of the equinoxes, that it’s the end ofthe Mayan calendar, that many ancient prophecies are coming to pass or havepassed, that the Earth appears to be dying, etc. Although these documentariesdon’t necessarily touch on all of these concepts, they correlate in the sensethat all of these events coincide with the evolution of universal consciousness.This is the same evolution of consciousness which compels us, now more thanever before, to individually and collectively evolve our true spiritual naturesin our current physical human forms; to see the structures of life for whatthey truly have been: not everlasting reality but guideposts to truth and love outof the hate, fear, and illusion that we have so long believed to be “fact,” “justhuman condition” and/or “someone else’s fault.” &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;That said, itappears to be “the end.” But let’s be serious. Do you know what is said to pissthe Mayans off? The fact that Western man has allowed the fear-mongering of massmedia, big business, and other less-than-kosher types to take the true value ofthe end of their calendar—RENEWAL—flip it upside down, and instead etch fearinto the very DNA of the average man. (Yes, you can take that quite literally.Fear does not allow for full activation of DNA and even destroys it.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So thisrenewal has the potential to be a very good thing. But, let’s keep thefollowing in mind: Renewal cannot come without the loss/destruction/release ofour former faulty ways—our illusions. As this process of renewal is occurring (It’salready begun. Occupy Wall Street is but one example), do not attach fear to whatyou experience. Fear is what not only prevents renewal from integrating itselfsmoothly, but it’s what necessitates an actual renewal process to begin with. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;To repeatmyself in case the last statement wasn’t clear: If we didn’t fear, life wouldalways be in renewal and improvement. We would have no knowing of such aconcept because it naturally underlies everything. But, because we fear,because we hold on to “tried-and-false” methods which only hinder the cultivationof ourselves and the world, we don’t allow this renewal, this change, to existin its inherent, naturally-evolving state. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Please takethe time to suspend every belief system you have and question every aspect ofyour life. It must be done now more than ever. Renewal cannot take place on theoutside if we do not make room for it on the inside…Well, I suppose it can, butfor those who reject it, the consequences are usually not pleasant.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8000165513654120250?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8000165513654120250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/collective-evolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8000165513654120250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8000165513654120250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/collective-evolution.html' title='Collective Evolution'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-3114978244649390865</id><published>2011-10-11T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T16:40:44.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Question - What Do I Know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/p/note-on-questions.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A Preface to Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I recently had a conversation withsomeone regarding a few aspects of the spiritual awakening process. This personputs much faith into the traditional tenets of Roman Catholicism, so trying totalk to him about “waking up” wasn’t exactly easy. This is not to say I wastrying to force beliefs on him. However, sharing spiritual experience is moreor less impossible, and to one who hasn’t been there or believe he can go or bethere, even less so. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Onepoint which this person brought up is: “As Roman Catholics, we don’t believethat. Instead, we believe…” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A few days later, this statementcame back to mind. But it came with a question attached to it:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatdo I know?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So many people go through lifetelling this person and that person that “this is the way things are.” Why?“Because it’s what I believe,” or “Because it’s what &lt;i&gt;we&lt;/i&gt; believe.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Everyoneis entitled to their beliefs, but why not ask:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whydo I believe it to begin with?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What do I actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;know&lt;i&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Whatif I didn’t have a certain group or person to tell me what to think?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Whatif I was raised without religion and felt compelled to find spirituality?Religion would be a good start, but which one? Who’s to say I’d pick the one I’mcurrently following?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thisis a big world with a lot of conflicting views; can I honestly fool myself intothinking that all of my ways are correct?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Something to chew on:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Wejust passed Columbus Day. Most of us are familiar with Mr. Columbus for “discovering”a new land of opportunity. The fact of the matter is that the land had beenknown eons earlier by people of a much more kind, gentle, hospitable, andloving nature. When Columbus arrived, he demanded handfuls of gold and otherriches. If the Native Americans refused or didn’t perfectly fulfill suchwishes, he cut their hands off. The young girls were raped. When he went backto Spain, he took many as slaves. On return (like the story of so many otherNorth and South American explorers), he found that much of the population hadbeen decimated by foreign diseases (if it wasn’t given to them outright insmallpox-filled blankets).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the writings of variousexplorers, it is written that such abuse and annihilation was a blessing fromGod; that it was the explorer’s divine destiny to uproot these people, takingall they had. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To a lesser extent, this is stillour mentality. Others say it’s right so it must truly be right. My perceptionsays that things are this way, so this is the way things must truly be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Inretrospect, it’s pretty damn gross. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So, once more:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;DoI truly know, or do I just want to believe?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-3114978244649390865?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3114978244649390865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/question-what-do-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3114978244649390865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3114978244649390865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/question-what-do-i-know.html' title='Question - What Do I Know?'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8107847155354080811</id><published>2011-10-06T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T13:05:41.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instruction'/><title type='text'>On the Usefulness of Prayer - Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-usefulness-of-prayer.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;On the Usefulness of Prayer – Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-usefulness-of-prayer-part-2.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;On the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Usefulness of Prayer – Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The other night, I read this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://awakenedhearts.com/Page_Display_Post.aspx?_display_post_id=19"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;“The Way ofthe Warrior”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;article from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.awakenedhearts.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;AwakenedHearts.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;. It hit mevery powerfully, and so I copied the final paragraph of it and pasted it into apost-it note on my computer screen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After reading it a few times overthe next day or two and following its instruction, I was struck with thethought that in Part 2 of my “On the Usefulness of Prayer” series I didn’t do“informal prayer” the justice it deserves. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My first comment about it served itspurpose well as a means carrying the article along, but I feel I may have madeit sound like people only use such prayer when they feel like whining to Godthat they are a helpless victim. Even later on, when I used the phrase, “God,please fill me with love,” I sort of stuffed it on the back burner. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Please know that this was not myintent.&amp;nbsp;That said, I would liketo clarify. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When we use informal prayer, we canask whatever we want. We can be whiny, of course, but it’s already been notedwhere that will take us. Just as easily, we can ask for help. We can say, “God,please help me heal the cause of my misery.” By attempting to let go of thevictim mentality and acknowledging the fact that things are not well and inneed of healing, we place ourselves about 100 steps ahead of the situation we hadbeen in only moments earlier.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Naturally, then, we can assume thatthis type of understanding can be applied to any situation. It need not be misery,per say, but anything dealing with suffering.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Also, we would be wise to use caution in ourrequests. The saying, “Careful what you wish, you may just get it,” isn’t justa set of fancy words. (Actually, the mechanics of this really aren’t muchdifferent from the negative use of “creative prayer,” as I noted in Part 2 ofthis series.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For example, we can pray for 1,000,000dollars our whole lives, but we may not get it because we don’t really need it.Or, as it went in a true story I once heard, a man did indeed get the grandmonetary sum he ask for his whole life—but he only received it after suing theguilty party who crashed their car into his and paralyzed him for life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Setting aside foolish prayers, though,we have to realize that the result of our prayer is subject to both ourawareness and what we need for the level we are at. For instance, if we justgot a dog and pray for help with dog-training and a friend “randomly” offers usa book about dog-training, let’s accept it rather than viewing it as unrelatedbecause we are trying to immediately “go for the gold” by hiring a world-classtrainer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;When we use informal prayer, so toocan we say whatever we want. Similar to what the end of the AwakenedHearts.comarticle says, we can just talk to God like God is a friend or loved one. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This includes giving gratitude. Notjust gratitude, but &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GRATITUDE! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Really, it’s that important. We must thank. Always.In abundance. We must thank God, and we must thank Mother Earth. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If I have one request at the top ofa list of requests, it’s for the people of this Earth to be truly grateful forwhat they’ve been given. It’s critical.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thank-you for reading.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8107847155354080811?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8107847155354080811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-usefulness-of-prayer-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8107847155354080811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8107847155354080811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-usefulness-of-prayer-part-3.html' title='On the Usefulness of Prayer - Part 3'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-4864453855910601040</id><published>2011-10-05T16:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T16:07:36.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attachment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Life In the Disconnect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;There is a peculiar thing we “connected”folks do. Although we are as natural as the rest of the nature, we fill themajority of our time and surroundings with the artificial. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Many of us spend our work days infront of colored screens while sitting in a padded cube, amongst many otherpadded cubes, all within a still greater cube—a “Mother Cube,” if you will—madeof brick-and-mortar. Most of these Mother Cubes have little view, if any, ofthe natural world. If they do afford such a view, they are usually covered overwith blinds, or we face the wall opposing them instead because the lightsurrounding our colored screen is too bright.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ifwe’re of the younger generations, we go to school to stare at texts, charts,and pictures of “The Truth” on processed trees and colored screens. Why? Sothat we can prepare ourselves to find employment in the “Real World” just assmoothly as a square block fits into a square opening. [No, the “square”analogy is not an accident.]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Athome, we do similar things: we stare at [read: idolize] our phones, computers,and TV’s. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thenwe go to bed. Some of us with iPod’s running or TV’s on. (We don’t go to sleep,of course, because we already are sleeping.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But this seems backwards. It doesn’tseem natural that humans, supposedly the greatest part of Creation, haveevolved into electronic-device-dependent automatons. It doesn’t seem naturalthat humans, who came from forests, caves, grasslands, and deserts, should bevoluntarily entombing themselves 80 years before death.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Is technology a good thing?Certainly. Is our obsessive use of it a good thing? Hardly. But, being thesquares we are, we choose not to see it that way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t help but find sadly comicalthe situation which tends to occur when people place their TV’s in the vicinityof picture windows and sliding glass doors. As everybody is engrossed in thetube, I’ll look outside, sometimes for extended periods of time. When someonehappens to peer around the room, they see me gazing outside. “What are youlooking at?” they ask dumbfounded. And I think: &lt;i&gt;Everything!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;What are &lt;/i&gt;you&lt;i&gt; looking at?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At one of my previous jobs, thewarehouse office had pairs of picture windows on the outside wall. Throughthose windows were a lawn, a farmer’s field, and, about a half mile away, awooded area. When assembling small projects, I’d sit at the table to enjoy theoutside view. On one occasion, a puzzled co-worker came over and asked what Iwas looking at. I was stunned! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But that is the way we’ve become.Many of us have lost all connection with our roots. To clarify what I saidearlier, I am not suggesting that we go back to living in caves or under trees(although if that’s the way someone truly wants to live, I have no intentionsof suggesting he/she should do otherwise.) What I am suggesting is that we disconnectfrom our virtual world, continuing to use it mostly for practical reasons, andreconnect with nature, ourselves, and each other. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Relativelyspeaking, technology as we know it has been around for a&lt;i&gt; very&lt;/i&gt; short time. And although it has continued to advance, it isstill—always—at the mercy of nature. When the power goes out during athunderstorm, or when our cell phones fall in water, we know to do nothingother than worry. Because we derive so much of our supposed meaning of existenceon all things technological, when push comes to shove, we become as lost and inneed of nurturing as the day we were born.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Butwho is going to save us if we can’t save ourselves?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whendo we let go?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whendo we go within to heal the wounds which drive us to disconnect at all?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-4864453855910601040?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4864453855910601040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-in-disconnect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4864453855910601040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4864453855910601040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-in-disconnect.html' title='Life In the Disconnect'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-6073241361538961891</id><published>2011-10-03T11:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T11:47:00.140-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spaciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conscious Awareness'/><title type='text'>Question - Do I Take the Basics for Granted?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/p/note-on-questions.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A Preface to Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Do I take the basics, such as food,clothes, and shelter, for granted?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;WeWesterners have (d)evolved into a lifestyle of &lt;i&gt;Go! Go! Go!&lt;/i&gt; Rarely if ever do we slow down. We wake up with thesound of a raucous alarm; we eat breakfast while simultaneously watching thenews and checking our e-mail; we do what we do in the bathroom, all the whilethinking about our upcoming day or what happened in previous days or that ourhair looks deplorable—and that’s only in the first hour or so of waking. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Inthe process, we totally miss what is right before us. We forget that we have lifeat all; we forget that we have a bed to sleep on (very likely in a comfortablehouse with all basic, if not special, amenities); we forget that our food hastaste, scent, texture, and sound; we forget that the water of our shower isn’tjust &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt;, that we’re lucky to haveit, or that it may be gone tomorrow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Why do I think these things willalways be here?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Why do I think that I deserve them ifI can’t even be grateful for them?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Why am I so resistant to eating a mealslowly and/or without distractions?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Do I actually feel the water when Itake a shower, beyond the most simplistic physical sensation?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Do I say “thank-you” for each glass ofwater, coffee, and juice I drink? For every bowl of cereal, sandwich, andsalmon and potatoes dinner I eat? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Do I show my gratitude by trying tolive each moment of life in conscious awareness?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Showinggratitude may sound like a burden if not done regularly, but, I promise, ittruly is not. It opens one to the world and the self in indescribable ways. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Duringmany of my evening meditation sessions during the fall and springtime months, thereare moments when, because a cool night is following a warm day, the walls of myhouse crack from the temperature change. Although my body never moves, per se,as a response to the sudden cracking sound, not only do I hear the sound ofthose cracks, but I am able to &lt;i&gt;feel &lt;/i&gt;themas powerful waves of vibration as they pass through and are absorbed by everycell of my body. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thereality of life is that we are energy and spaciousness, as is everything elsearound us. Life only appears solid because that is how our lack of awarenessperceives it to be—but just because something appears a certain way doesn’tmean that it is true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Let’squestion. Let’s be open. Let’s show our gratitude for the things we have bybeing willing to experience first-hand the fact that everything is vibrantlyalive in life in ways which always are yet cannot be perceived withoutconscious attention and appreciation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-6073241361538961891?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6073241361538961891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/question-do-i-take-basics-for-granted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6073241361538961891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6073241361538961891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/question-do-i-take-basics-for-granted.html' title='Question - Do I Take the Basics for Granted?'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-4504582222772028994</id><published>2011-10-01T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T11:29:55.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detachment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional Control'/><title type='text'>Two Monks and a Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A Zen story:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Oneday during a downpour, a Master and his student were walking toward a bridgealong the side of a rapidly flowing river. As they approached the bridge, they noticeda very attractive young woman standing there, her white clothes soaked throughto her skin. Discomforted, the student struggled to keep his focus off of hernearly naked body. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whenthey reached her, the Master walked up to her and said: “Hello there. Iseverything okay?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Well,”she said nervously, “I have to get home, but the river is flowing over thebridge, and I fear the power of its current will make crossing unsafe.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Don’tworry,” said the Master. “I will help you across, but you must hold on to metightly. With that, he wrapped his arms around her, lifted her up, and begancarrying her to the other side. Now aghast, the student became even moredistraught and embarrassed at the sight of his master as he carried thispractically nude woman to the opposite side of the river. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Onthe other side, the Master set the woman back on the ground, wished her well,and resumed his walk along the side of the river. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Afterwalking an hour in silence, the disciple found it impossible to contain histhoughts any longer. Finally, he said: “Master, we took a vow of chastity! Howcould you have carried that woman as you did!?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not without compassion, the Master replied:“After crossing the bridge, I set the woman back down. You, however, have beencarrying her this whole time.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-4504582222772028994?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/4504582222772028994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-monks-and-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4504582222772028994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/4504582222772028994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-monks-and-woman.html' title='Two Monks and a Woman'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-6617165431040285040</id><published>2011-09-28T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:21:01.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><title type='text'>Question - Do I Drink Coffee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/p/note-on-questions.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;A Preface to Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Inthe Western world, coffee can be found in abundance. We drink it withbreakfast, we drink it through the work day, we drink it when we get home fromwork, and we drink it after dinner. That’s a lot of drinking. But when have weever asked ourselves: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatis my goal when drinking coffee? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whydo I drink it at all? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Howoften do I drink it, and how much of it do I drink?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whyam I drinking this to begin with? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whydo I feel compelled to drink so much? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatis the cost of drinking coffee, not just to me but to the planet and humanity?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Ifwe have a cup of it here and there, even if once or twice per day, that’sunderstandable. In a way, it’s no different than having a cup or two of fruitjuice or tea. We often drink coffee with caffeine (roughly three times as muchas tea). We may like the taste of coffee, but it’s the caffeine (and sugar ifwe add it) that typically keeps us coming back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is our reasoning forneeding that artificial high?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Inhonesty, we may say that we are physically addicted to it. We may say that ifwe don’t drink it, we will be plagued with headaches. So, we know that we havea dependency. Why?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whywould we want to be dependent? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatis our coffee consumption trying to hide that makes it so difficult to wean ourway down to one or two cups per day, if any?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ina different light, what is our coffee addiction doing to the world? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatis happening to the land which grows untold numbers of coffee plants? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Howare the workers treated? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatare the implications of hundreds of millions of people drinking such largequantities of coffee every single day?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-6617165431040285040?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6617165431040285040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/question-1-do-i-drink-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6617165431040285040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6617165431040285040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/question-1-do-i-drink-coffee.html' title='Question - Do I Drink Coffee?'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-2194544799725435240</id><published>2011-09-23T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:04:45.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional Control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner-knowing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conscious Awareness'/><title type='text'>It's Just an Observation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5jZnPUDNFE/Tn0PXQkQIxI/AAAAAAAAABY/qzRCk-7AE_0/s1600/092311+It%2527s+Just+an+Observation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5jZnPUDNFE/Tn0PXQkQIxI/AAAAAAAAABY/qzRCk-7AE_0/s400/092311+It%2527s+Just+an+Observation.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;AsI progress on this spiritual path and try to explain some of the insights andexperiences I’ve had along the way, people occasionally tell me that I’m merelyrestating the observable. In a way, I won’t disagree with them—they arecorrect. Some people tell me I’m wrong or can’t really know the things I say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But whether they believe I’mspeaking the obvious or the “inaccurate,” what’s to say that my words arewrong? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Itis our perception; it is what we mentally do with an observation, the story wemake about an observation, if any, which makes the difference. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Wemust look objectively. There can’t be any personal agenda. If there is, thatwhich is perceived will suddenly fall back to egoic definitions,categorizations, etc. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ifone photographer lives in a blue glass cube and one lives in an orange glasscube, neither of which have ever been out, they will never be able to agree onthe color of the world outside. They may share pictures taken from the inside,but each will say that his “reality” is correct. Only when both photographerssee the real world from outside of &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt;worlds do they realize that both of them were wrong. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But,when they finally step out and see the truth, how do they ever get the messageacross to green cube man and purple cube man to say that they aren’t seeinglife objectively? Even if they take pictures from the outside and send them in,what reason do the others have to believe that it’s not just a lie; that thepictures aren’t fabrications or from a different color cube?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Inanother example, let’s consider baseball.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Supposeyou write a blog about baseball, and I stop by to read it here and there. Godknows why; after all, I could care less about it. Regardless, I just can’t ignorethe blog. Fueled by thought distortions, I feel the need to post nasty commentsand tell you how much baseball sucks. Not how much &lt;i&gt;I think&lt;/i&gt; baseball sucks but how much it “really, truly,by-the-word-of-the-gods” sucks. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then I have to go on a businesstrip. While away, my company decides to take me out to a private-suite baseballgame. And—surprise, surprise—I actually enjoy it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly, my whole perceptionshifts. No longer am I the same person I was one week ago. In an instant, mystory collapses, at which point I begin reading with enthusiasm the same blog Iused to defame. Or maybe I don’t because I’m too embarrassed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Allit took to manifest that shift from pain to pleasure was a little experienceand a better understanding of the game. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sowhat I’m getting at is that as a person reads this (or anything like it), as aperson listens to me (or anyone like me), he/she may not catch a higher meaningto the “general observation.” Why? Partly because he/she is stubborn and partlybecause I really don’t know why. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Asfor stubbornness, I could explain all day, but nobody will get it until they &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to get it. As the saying goes,“When the student is ready, the teacher appears.” And if a person’s desire totake offense, simply as a justification to offend, is stronger than the desireto know, that person &lt;i&gt;won’t&lt;/i&gt; get it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Toexplain with a wretched set of circumstances from my own life, I’ll use mywhole working life (up to two years ago) as an example:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;From my soil-colored cube viewpoint, I wasalways the “good guy” and the people I worked with/for were always the “badguy.” After much misery, suffering, and finger-pointing, it struck me one daythat, &lt;i&gt;Dang, other people aren’t theasshole—I am.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sureothers had their share of problems. But what made me miserable was my ownperception. No matter how roughly or kindly anyone tried to tell me theobservable—that I was the asshole—I didn’t see it because &lt;i&gt;I didn’t want to see it&lt;/i&gt;, I wasn’t ready to see it, I had a fear ofseeing it. The “teacher” didn’t come because this student wasn’t ready.Underlining my whole life was the thought: &lt;i&gt;Howdare there be a higher, more objective viewpoint than my own! How dare I bewrong! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yetthat higher vantage point really exists. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;WhenI said, “Why?...I really don’t know why,” well, I don’t. Why, at 25 years old,did it strike me that I am both the reason and solution to all of the sufferingin my life? Why was the major drama I had to overcome to begin seeing realitymerely dealing with people in a healthy manner, while so many others areafflicted with cancer, addictions, etc.? Why do others struggle with otherseven when their hate causes cancer and addictions? Why do others suffer fromchildhood to death and never once think, &lt;i&gt;MaybeI am my problem; my own worst enemy&lt;/i&gt;? Why did I realize that I was theasshole in my life, but so few others recognize that they are the asshole intheir own lives?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Idon’t know. I just don’t. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Regardless,I am where I am. I feel inspired and compelled to write. It’s what I’m doingbecause it’s what I have to do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Noteveryone will get it. But some will, and I hope you’re one of them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Andin them is fulfilled the prophecy of Esaias, which saith, By hearing ye shallhear, and shall not understand; and seeing ye shall see, and shall notperceive:&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For this people's heart iswaxed gross, and their ears are dull of hearing, and their eyes they haveclosed; lest at any time they should see with their eyes and hear with theirears, and should understand with their heart, and should be converted, and Ishould heal them.” (Matthew 13:14-15)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-2194544799725435240?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2194544799725435240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-just-observation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/2194544799725435240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/2194544799725435240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-just-observation.html' title='It&apos;s Just an Observation'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5jZnPUDNFE/Tn0PXQkQIxI/AAAAAAAAABY/qzRCk-7AE_0/s72-c/092311+It%2527s+Just+an+Observation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-6432802812222011062</id><published>2011-09-22T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T12:37:54.417-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional Control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><title type='text'>The Blame Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7vGOZLLeGE/TntjElVcwvI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZtfBsSu8VRI/s1600/092211+The+Blame+Game.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7vGOZLLeGE/TntjElVcwvI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZtfBsSu8VRI/s400/092211+The+Blame+Game.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;There is one word that sums up everyproblem in this world: Fear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Wefear what our neighbors say. We fear how we will be treated by those we call “friends.”We fear that we will get old, wrinkly, and ugly. We fear death. We fear famine,disease, and war. We fear telling our boss how we truly feel, regardless of howwell-intentioned our thoughts are. We fear whether or not we will have food andshelter tomorrow, next week, and next year. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Allof these fears can be summed up with one cause: We fear ourselves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well, not really. In reality, wefear the &lt;i&gt;thoughts&lt;/i&gt; we have aboutourselves. What we need to realize is that thoughts are always subject tochange. In this realization we discover that we’ve adopted our fears fromothers, and so they are &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; inherentand we &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; have the power to removethem. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Butbecause these thoughts are &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt;thoughts, thoughts of the egoic “I” that we identify with as “who we are,” eventhough they cause us pain, we choose to look outward instead of inward for help.We continually run from them, hoping that our salvation, from one minorincident or even our whole lives, will come from some outside source. We hopebeyond hope that we will not have to face them head on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The issue with this is that we completelyignore whatever influences our own thoughts, words, and deeds have in our livesand blame our misfortunes on the thoughts, words, and (mis)deeds of others. Asa result, we end up blaming everyone else for the lack in our life instead ofourselves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;[As a side note, because thequestion sometimes arises when I talk about this, my words do not apply tothose who live in war-torn areas and can barely find food, clothes, andshelter. There is very little such individuals can do beyond struggling for survival.They truly are suppressed by the warring factions surrounding them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Buthere we are on the top of the world, so to speak. We have all of the tools forhealing available at our fingertips. We have opportunity now like at no othertime in history. Let’s not throw it all to the wayside with the belief that ourpersonal healing is someone else’s task.]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What I’d like to suggest is that westop this. It’s irresponsible. It’s taking the life we’ve been given andplacing it into the hands of someone who is equally—and often more—irresponsibleand saying: “Clean this up for me; I can’t bear to look at it.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Where is our breaking point? When dowe realize that nobody else wants to clean up our lives because they can’t evenclean up their own—nor do they want to try? When do we realize that nobody elseeven has the ability to clean up the fear-based problems of others? When do wefinally acknowledge that our suffering has become so great because we’ve alwaysbeen looking for healers with ego-serving names such as: “politician,” “plasticsurgeon,” “priest.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If we want true healing, we mustlook inside. If your name is John, John is the source and the healer of theproblems in your life. If your name is Kathy, Kathy is the source and thehealer of the problems in your life. If your name is Walt, Walt is the sourceand the healer of the problems in your life. If your name is Gumbasnotriondo,Gumbasnotriondo is the source and the healer of the problems in your life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To blame anyone else is to create astory. When we don’t learn from those stories but make them our past, present,and future “reality,” we create suffering. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Itdoesn’t have to be this way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-6432802812222011062?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/6432802812222011062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/blame-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6432802812222011062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/6432802812222011062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/blame-game.html' title='The Blame Game'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7vGOZLLeGE/TntjElVcwvI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZtfBsSu8VRI/s72-c/092211+The+Blame+Game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8016251410437329277</id><published>2011-09-19T22:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T10:05:40.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mantras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instruction'/><title type='text'>On the Usefulness of Prayer – Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwObma0lF8c/Tnfz5IkmJ-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/i0jrgSwTq_Q/s1600/091911+On+the+Usefulness+of+Prayer+-+Part+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwObma0lF8c/Tnfz5IkmJ-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/i0jrgSwTq_Q/s400/091911+On+the+Usefulness+of+Prayer+-+Part+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Way back, some several eons ago whenI first started this blog, I wrote a piece called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-usefulness-of-prayer.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;On the Usefulness of Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;. At the end of it, I said that Iwould write more about the workings of healthy prayer sometime in the future.Well, here it is…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I guess the first point I want tomake clear is that prayer is the combination of our attention and intention;so, as long as we are thinking, we are praying. As I’ve said before, God iswithin us. Thus, we are God. Our thoughts create our world. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatsaid, I have three categories for defining prayer. The first two are “formal”and “informal.” An example of each would be saying the “Our Father” or sayingsomething like, “God, please help me during these difficult times,”respectively.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Thethird category is our moment-to-moment thoughts, which I call “creative”prayer. While formal and informal prayers have their benefits—or not, as theyare still subject to our attention and intention—creative prayer is really thetype of prayer that has the most impact in our lives. Why? Because this is theprayer we use straight through our day, usually without realizing it mentallybut seeing the very real results in our physical world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Withformal prayer, it comes across to me that people don’t really understand it. [Catch-22:This is not the fault of the average Joe because he is following what he wastaught, but it is his fault because he has never looked for answers fromsources other than those he already knows.] For example, take the Our Father:The church (any sect) tells the parishioners to say it during services, perhapsbefore bed, etc. But do we really understand it? Do we understand the words? Dowe say it with passion, or is it just flowing out of rote memory? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Thisis how Mass seemed when I used to go. It gave the impression that, while mostpeople wanted dearly to feel something meaningful, few truly ever reached thatpoint (for many reasons which I will not get into here). Instead, they tended(me included) to make the Mass an automated process. It reminds me of themachines I used to build: Put the parts in, close the door, push power, and themachine runs on auto-pilot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Butthen there are those few folks who &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;know the power of prayer. They kneel down and bang out (that may beinappropriate for speaking of prayer, I’m not sure) three rosaries in a row.I’ve never had such an experience (from formal prayer, anyway), but I canguarantee you that those people have some amazing, God-given experiences thatmost people never know of. It’s the same way with the use of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drstandley.com/guidance_novenas.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Novena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;.They channel an amazing power for themselves because, like Eastern religions dowith mantras, they hold a positive attention and intention, while fervently andconsciously repeating some word or set of words. Such focus cannot but bringabout the desired ends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Thenthere is informal prayer. For example: “God, please help me. My situation ismiserable.” And it happens so often that the situation stays miserable. Why?Because it’s a lesson in waiting from the Universe. By being consciously awareof what words we use, we’d see that we are saying, and so thinking: “Mysituation is miserable.” We are admitting that we are victims of defeat to thenotion that our situation truly is miserable. The key word here is “thinking.”If you want help, stop &lt;i&gt;thinking&lt;/i&gt; thatyour situation is miserable! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;It’struly that simple. “…knock, and it shall be opened unto you…” (Matthew 7:7) Ifyou want to knock on the door of misery, well, misery is what you’re going toget. Same with lack, same with abundance, same with hate, same with love, samewith happiness, same with sadness, and on and on &lt;i&gt;ad infinitum&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Whatusually occurs, though, is that we are so embedded in our story, we are sorooted in the idea that our thoughts are our reality, that even when theGod-aspect of us speaks, we simply don’t hear it. When it happens, it’smind-blowing, but we really need to be open in order to get any direction fromit. (It is not always a voice, however. It could even be a bad cup of coffeeafter stubbing a toe—pretty much anything to wake us up to the fact that lifedoesn’t have to be the mess we’ve made it out to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Andso, from here, we can roll right into creative prayer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Creative prayer is thought—whethergood or bad, thought is the signal we broadcast into the world around us—evenif we are typically consciously unaware of what those thoughts are. But we needonly observe the life we have to figure it out. If one has many negativethoughts, one is going to find life very difficult and painful. If one has manypositive thoughts, one is going to find life to be a joyous freedom. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As with all things, if we don’t likeour thinking—and now that we know that it’s not reality we don’t like, but ourown thoughts about reality—we have the power to change it. There are many ways,but, as this post is about prayer, that is what I will focus on. So, let’s goback to the phrase from above…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “God, please help me. My situationis miserable.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If such miserable prayers are whatwe are praying to our favorite deity, we can conclude that we typically thinkmiserably. But now, of course, we want a way out. We may not feel comfortablepraying a rosary, and we don’t necessarily want to make up an informal prayersuch as, “God, please fill me with love.” So, what do we do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We change our thinking. And, ratherthan believing that someone or something else will save us (as we know nothinghas, and as we see when we look about in the world around us, nothing will), weopt to save ourselves. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is no more, “God, why can’t Ilove;” there is no more, “God, make me love.” Instead, we affirm that weare/have whatever it is we want. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; love. I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; love.Love grows in infinite supply within me and I pour it forth in all thought,word, and deed. Because I give only love out, only love comes back to me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We affirm it, know it, and &lt;i&gt;be&lt;/i&gt; it. Even if we don’t believe it, we repeatit until we do, for by that point it will have become true. The rest of ourthoughts will then follow suit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You must remember that if you wantto change the world, however minute an aspect, you must first change yourself.If you want respect from your boss and family, repeat the above phrase with theword “respect” instead of “love.” If your life seems to be a story of lack,replace “love” with “abundance.” Whatever your situation, you now know what todo. Between each repetition, let no negative thought enter. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Toharness the power of prayer—conscious thought—is truly the power to be God. Itis gift from heaven. Use it wisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8016251410437329277?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8016251410437329277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-usefulness-of-prayer-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8016251410437329277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8016251410437329277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-usefulness-of-prayer-part-2.html' title='On the Usefulness of Prayer – Part 2'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwObma0lF8c/Tnfz5IkmJ-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/i0jrgSwTq_Q/s72-c/091911+On+the+Usefulness+of+Prayer+-+Part+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-810166744857556839</id><published>2011-09-15T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T14:08:25.675-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spaciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oneness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner-knowing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conscious Awareness'/><title type='text'>The Kingdom of God Is Within You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHy22-NiiLk/TnI8myGD2gI/AAAAAAAAABM/4ycb9ATowdg/s1600/The+Kingdom+of+God+is+Within+You.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHy22-NiiLk/TnI8myGD2gI/AAAAAAAAABM/4ycb9ATowdg/s400/The+Kingdom+of+God+is+Within+You.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes,that’s right—&lt;i&gt;you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Oh, but that’s crap, John! You’reone of those “New Age” boneheads. OMMMMMM! Why don’t you come to my church?I’ll show you where God is.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;God’s in church? Perhaps. But thelast time I checked, he was in me and you, too. That’s why Jesus said: “Neithershall they say, Lo here! or, lo there! for, behold, the kingdom of God iswithin you.” (Luke 17:21) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;[Excusethe digression, but I must beg your pardon for using the same quote two timesin the same month. I realize that I’m not very original in doing such a thing.]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Let’s make a clarification. God, orwhatever we like to call Him, Her, or It (after all, it’s just a name which theego-mind will try to put a definition to), is within each of us. Why? Becausewe are all interconnected to everything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now, of course, the arguments come.“Open your eyes! I am just as separate from you as I am from this wine glassand that stand of trees over there.” “My priest, rabbi, pastor (take your pick)tells me that my religion is the only way to God. That implies both that my wayis the right way and that God is not here, so in heaven.” “If God is within me,why is my life so lousy? Some God he is.” And the arguments go on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well, here’s the problem: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Welive in a society which is totally engrossed in itself. It’s got stories, and it’sgot a lot of them. These stories come in the form of religion, politics, work,play, and on and on. The catch is that, being that all of these things arestories, they are all subject to change, so none of them are real. But, because we believe them, we block ourselves from seeing what truly &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Contraryto popular belief, God—Conscious Awareness—does not change. He is not in adamn-all-sinners mood one day and Mr. Forgiving the next. He is no more sad thanhe is happy; instead, he is the neutral space within which any two extremes ofduality exist. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Godhas no story. God is just there, aware and observing it all. In all things andin you. (Who or what recognizes that you’re not thinking when you’re not thinking?Doesn’t the universe seem quite amazing in its intelligence in holding itselftogether even in all of its chaos?) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Withtime, inner work, and grace from the heavens, we more or less unexpectedly cancome in contact with this Conscious Awareness. When we do, in however minimalof an amount at first, a realization comes about. We suddenly realize: &lt;i&gt;!!!!!!!!! I AM GOD, HE IS GOD, SHE IS GOD, THATCHESTNUT TREE IS GOD!!!!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is said by many of the Ancientsthat what most of us do has absolutely no relation to what we were put herefor. That we spend our whole lives as lost souls, never truly finding God. Thatfinding God within ourselves is our True purpose because only in that way do wediscover the wholeness of Conscious Awareness that we are beyond all changethat manifests ever and anon before us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;By fully realizing this ConsciousAwareness, we become it (i.e.: self-realization). As the enlightened say, wewere created to be the eyes and ears of God. We were put here, all as separatebut connected fragments of God, in order for God to perceive himself, toappreciate his creation. Although we will all see God in a different light,each aspect of that light, when in wholeness, is perfect because it is one ofthe infinite ways by which God sees himself!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the understatement of the century:How wonderful is it, then, to know that we are the eyes and ears of God!? That thatis our True calling in life!?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Try this: In your day to day life,pretend that you are nothing more than awareness; that you have no thoughts bywhich to describe the world; that you have senses only. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Don’tjust touch—feel. Don’t just look—see. Don’t just hear—listen. Don’t just taste—savor.Don’t just smell—absorb. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Donot just live your life experience—&lt;i&gt;be &lt;/i&gt;it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;-----&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enlightenment-online.com/Enlightenment_and_the_Brain.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Enlightenment and the Brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Anarticulately written short essay describing the quantum mechanics ofspirituality. Christian Opitz shows scientifically that human beings arehard-wired for enlightenment. He describes why man perceives himself asseparate from all things, even though he is not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;-----&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I don’t knowwho created the above picture, as I found it on several websites, and it appearsto be open-sourced. Whoever the creator is, I want to let you know that it isreally, really awesome. Thank you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-810166744857556839?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/810166744857556839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/kingdom-of-god-is-within-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/810166744857556839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/810166744857556839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/kingdom-of-god-is-within-you.html' title='The Kingdom of God Is Within You'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHy22-NiiLk/TnI8myGD2gI/AAAAAAAAABM/4ycb9ATowdg/s72-c/The+Kingdom+of+God+is+Within+You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-5889698021042181860</id><published>2011-09-11T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T12:19:09.374-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surrender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spaciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional Control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><title type='text'>The Barking, Beeping Ego</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4g5USMhxcM/TmzdOsA9lgI/AAAAAAAAABI/d_51bifu64U/s1600/The+Barking%252C+Beeping+Ego.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4g5USMhxcM/TmzdOsA9lgI/AAAAAAAAABI/d_51bifu64U/s400/The+Barking%252C+Beeping+Ego.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Around my neighborhood, there areseveral dogs who incessantly bark at one another. This used to be annoying forthe simple reason that I carried a story about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In my mind, I did not just think, &lt;i&gt;Dogs are barking.&lt;/i&gt; I thought: &lt;i&gt;Son of a bitch. Those damn wolves are at itagain. Every time one goes off, the whole neighborhood goes off. Yip, ruff,arf, bark. Shut up!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nowadays, I take the sensible wayout. When dogs bark, I don’t think anything. It’s for this reason that theirbarking no longer inspires me to write mental drama novels. Dogs can bark allday long, but I hardly notice it, if at all, until someone points it out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was woken from sleep one night bysomeone’s car horn alarm. It was one of those ultra-sensitive alarms that aretriggered by the shifting of air pressure created by nothing more than theblink of an eye. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Although it woke me up four times,in a way, it’s kind of like it never woke me at all. When such a thing hadhappened in the past, I would have mulled it over for 15 minutes afterword: &lt;i&gt;Bastards! It’s 3 o’clock in the morning. Thepeople who put those alarms in their cars should be shot for making suchobscene amounts noise this early in the morning. They can’t tell me thatthey’re not aware that the wind need only think about blowing in order to setthe damn thing off.&lt;/i&gt; Needless to say, I had great difficulty getting back tosleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This occurrence was different. Thefirst time the alarm went off, not having any idea what time it was, I thoughtthat perhaps it was some fool beeping fancily and wildly (and quite rudely andinsanely) as a means of saying: &lt;i&gt;Hey, I’mhere to pick you up.&lt;/i&gt; The honking sounded random, but also practiced. Ilistened but couldn’t hear a car idling. Soon after, I fell asleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I woke up the second, third,and forth times, I recognized that it was definitely an alarm—but still fancy,wild, rude, and insane, nonetheless. This time, however, annoyance wasn’t anoption. On waking, before anger had a chance to slip in, I immediately thought:&lt;i&gt;I accept this moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No mental pain arose. I heard thebeeping, and I laid there listening to it in mental silence. It didn’t botherme. I didn’t tell myself any story about it. I fell back to sleep within secondsafter it ceased. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Asit turns out, the barking of my thoughts was louder than the barking of thedogs. In previous instances, the alarm of my own thoughts was louder than thealarm going off somewhere outside my window. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whileit may seem that negative emotion is better off suppressed, the reality is thatthis negativity has a very enlightening purpose—it reminds us where we needinner work. Once we do that work, the suffering produced out of our perceptionof those emotions as wrong creates healing space where that suffering onceexisted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thiswriting is meant to show what it means to have acceptance—not in 15 years or 15minutes, not after we divorce our spouse, are financially stable, or move intothe country but acceptance of what is happening &lt;i&gt;right&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whenwe fight &lt;i&gt;what is&lt;/i&gt;, we manifest suffering;when we surrender to it, we manifest healing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-5889698021042181860?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/5889698021042181860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/barking-beeping-ego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5889698021042181860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/5889698021042181860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/barking-beeping-ego.html' title='The Barking, Beeping Ego'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4g5USMhxcM/TmzdOsA9lgI/AAAAAAAAABI/d_51bifu64U/s72-c/The+Barking%252C+Beeping+Ego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-1494086694556030778</id><published>2011-09-07T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T17:25:11.962-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Inquiry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Possessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oneness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluttony'/><title type='text'>The Story of the 1st World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Once upon a time, there was a planetlush with green vegetation and pristine waters. On this planet were variouslife forms, all of which worked together to form a universal web of symbioticrelationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Many years later, as life continued toevolve, man was created. Man acquired the ability to think. He developed thecapacity to judge himself and others, to judge what should or shouldn’t be inthe world around him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;As his thought processes continued todevelop, the shape of the planet began to change. The vegetation began to die;the waters became polluted. Mountains were flattened, and forests wereclear-cut. Man taught himself how to rip uncounted resources out of the groundto see how far and wide he could stack those resources above the ground. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was not for necessity but fear.Through the power of conscious thought, man had constructed for himself amental prison. This prison was named “ego.” When man’s ego told him that the planetwas at his disposal, that his ability to murder, cheat, lie, and steal werepractical means of survival, he believed it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Armed with such practices, mancreated for himself an abundance which came to be known as the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;World. Everything he could ever have wanted was now at his fingertips. And yet,although he needed only look overseas or downtown to see how poorly others wereliving and how comfortably he was living, he was still unsatisfied. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;This was not necessarily because manfelt bad for those who couldn’t join him. Instead, it was that his true driveto conquering the world was all a façade for his fear of looking inside inorder to conquer his own self. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So, here we are. We’re arrogant, andwe’re selfish, and most of us are totally ignorant of that fact. Then again,maybe we’re not that ignorant. Maybe it’s all just an act. Maybe deep down wetruly know, but we just don’t like to remind ourselves. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, I think that rings more truethan not knowing at all. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In this day and age, even if neverbefore (which it’s silly even to suggest such a thing), the guideposts tellingus where we’ve erred and where we need to go are available everywhere. They’rein the world around us, and they are in our hearts. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;But few of us are willing toacknowledge that as individuals we are just as important an aspect of theworld’s story as the next individual. We’d rather point the finger at othersand read to them the signs which we ourselves are not even sure how tointerpret or choose—yes, &lt;i&gt;choose&lt;/i&gt;—notto interpret holistically.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Out of fear of seeking the truesource of dissatisfaction, we say: “I live in the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; World. Ideserve every possible thing I want and can pay for (or steal). I’ll buy myticket into heaven by donating a few dollars to the poor of Africa, but I’ll bedamned if you think I’m going to give up my life. I need this yacht. I need thishouse. I need this car. I need this meat and potatoes dinner every single dayof the year.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But in every stride we take in ourrun from ourselves, we further diminish the few resources that are left in thisworld. Healthy food, clean water, raw materials, and arable land are all wearingthin. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Occasionally, maybe it’s at thekitchen table while I’m eating, or maybe it’s in my bedroom while stretching inthe evening, I look around and consider all of the useless things around me.This is not always useless as in not functional, but useless as in unnecessary.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t help but think: &lt;i&gt;Of all the things I see, this is just me.That computer desk…everybody wants it. That computer…everybody wants it. Thatrefrigerator…everybody wants it. That mattress, box spring, and bed frame in apersonal bedroom with several lights, windows, shades, carpet, bookshelf, andother furnishings…everybody wants it.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Many times, an individual wants morethan one. Extend this notion of want out to the family, the town, the country,and the world. Extend this notion out to approximately seven billion people, maybeonly around two billion of which currently live in continually&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;(so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;…)&amp;nbsp;sustainable conditions .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In one simple example, suppose onetree can produce 10 computer desks. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;arring manufacturing resources such aswater, electricity, coal to burn to make the electricity, etc., for the 5 billionpeople who don’t have a computer desk but want one, we’d have to cut down 500million more trees—and that’s only for computer desks!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Simply put: We can’t do it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;To note, my numbers are (very) rough andthe scenario is a total what-if. But I temper this what-if with the thoughtthat while not everyone in the world will want/get a computer desk at the sametime, there are still an overwhelming number of people living in more or less affluentareas who continually &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; want and &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; get, not just a new desk, but a newhouse, mattress, china cabinet, car, computer, beach house, tool set, etc.—evenif the one they have is only a few years old.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;The world is advancing. The 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;and 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; worlds are becoming the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; world. When do we learnfrom the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; world that there really are no worlds at all? When dowe see that we are all part of the one and only world we have, and so we allhave to work together?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;When do we say: “I don’t truly needone of these?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;When do we say: “I already have a/an[name a well or acceptably functioning object you want a new one of, notbecause it’s broken, but simply because it’s “old” or “worn” or “out of style”].I do not truly need another one. My life is extremely blessed as is. I’ll savethose resources for someone else. Even if trees don’t get cut for someone else,at least I’ll have air to breathe and clean water to drink. And besides, it’snot this item which is old and worn but my thoughts. Only when I change thosewill I truly be satisfied.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-1494086694556030778?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1494086694556030778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/story-of-1st-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1494086694556030778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1494086694556030778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/story-of-1st-world.html' title='The Story of the 1st World'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-3963361450841383580</id><published>2011-09-04T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T11:14:17.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Inquiry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Integrity'/><title type='text'>Finding Your Integrity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeJpJlSxZ3s/TmOSRgT3MUI/AAAAAAAAABE/FzIj1-_KbQc/s1600/090411+Finding+Your+Integrity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeJpJlSxZ3s/TmOSRgT3MUI/AAAAAAAAABE/FzIj1-_KbQc/s400/090411+Finding+Your+Integrity.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Whenwas the last time you said yes when you meant yes?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Whenwas the last time you said no when you meant no?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Ithas probably been a while, for it’s very difficult to do so. It doesn’t matterwhat this is in regard to. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Dowe really want to go to a church service?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Do we really want to eat that icecream or drink that beer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Do we really want to lift weights?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is about every action we takein everyday life. Not saying “maybe,” not saying “yes, but…” but clearlystating “yes” or “no” because one of those options is what we Truly wantbecause it is what we Truly need. It’s about fully spanning our inner and outerworlds with a bridge of integrity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As for the above examples, I am notsaying that any of those acts, in and of themselves, are wrong. I’m simplytrying to look for &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; Truth beyond &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; “truth.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Take the church example: If we’vebeen going to church our whole lives, it could be very easy to say: “Yes, I gobecause I want to.” Or: “That’s where God is, and I need God.” Okay. Are yousure? &lt;i&gt;OR&lt;/i&gt;…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Areyou hoping someone else will do the dirty, soul-cleansing work for you? Do yougo as a means of pleasing someone else? Do you feel separate from others on theinside, so you are look for a connection on the outside? Have you always allowedothers control you so you are afraid to control yourself?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Ifice cream, are you eating it more so as a means of focusing your attention on theexternal rather than the inner issues which continuously beg you to resolvethem? If beer, are you drinking beer more so for peer pressure purposes? Iflifting weights, are you lifting more so to attract attention by looking like a“tough guy”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I cannot speak precisely for anyperson other than myself (although, at times, a great deal of clarity shows itsface), but there are general themes to each person’s mental story. The theme ofone man is the theme of three billion. One of the most prevalent of thesethemes is a lack of integrity to the self. Moment after moment, we repeatedlysay we want “ice cream” when we whole-heartedly do not. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aside from the few who havetranscended such thoughts, we all have mental stories telling us that we needattention, we need love, we need respect. The reality is that we don’t getthese things, not unconditionally anyway (which if they are conditional, thenthey’re not even real), because &lt;i&gt;we don’tgive them to ourselves&lt;/i&gt;. We look for them through everyone and everythingelse, instead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To be in integrity with the self isto be whole. It means that we say yes or no in a completely guilt-free manner. We respond to others and life based on needs, not out of the desire to please others or hide our suffering.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The next time somebody asks you, “Doyou want ice cream?” for a brief moment, &lt;i&gt;stop&lt;/i&gt;.Ask yourself if you’d just like a snack (and it need not be a gluttonousportion to be enjoyable) or if you’re just trying to take your mind off of something.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Admitto yourself right then and there that if you are trying to block a problem, theproblem will be back the instant you wipe off your mouth and throw the napkinin the garbage. Admit that your problem hasn’t left because you’ve always runfrom it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Theprocess is instantaneous. “Do you want ice cre--” “No, thanks.” The human mindis exceedingly adept. In the moment the question is being posed, the mind canevaluate the pros and cons and make a decision. This is a simple example, butit is these simple examples which drive us to suffering several hundred timesper day; it is these simple examples which accumulate into complex problems.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Lateron when were alone, that’s when we can reevaluate the situation. &lt;i&gt;Okay, I said no. That’s good; that’s astart. Now, why did I say no? Why did my cons outweigh my pros? Or was therejust one con that overrode everything?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Andso we question until we find the center of ourselves, until we find integrity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-3963361450841383580?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3963361450841383580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/whenwas-last-time-you-said-yes-when-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3963361450841383580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3963361450841383580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/09/whenwas-last-time-you-said-yes-when-you.html' title='Finding Your Integrity'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeJpJlSxZ3s/TmOSRgT3MUI/AAAAAAAAABE/FzIj1-_KbQc/s72-c/090411+Finding+Your+Integrity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8658276597738373679</id><published>2011-08-29T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:31:18.449-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stillness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spaciousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silent Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instruction'/><title type='text'>Making Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Igus86xqAJA/Tlu6pWiwreI/AAAAAAAAABA/O3hR9G6jBjs/s1600/082911+Making+Space.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="331" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Igus86xqAJA/Tlu6pWiwreI/AAAAAAAAABA/O3hR9G6jBjs/s400/082911+Making+Space.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whentrying to observe our stories, when trying to acknowledge them for what theyare—unrealities, egoic fantasies—there are several methods we can use to viewthem from a higher perspective. One of these methods, and the subject of this post,is meditation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Simply put, meditation is to thespiritual life what spaces are between words and rests are between musicalnotes. They are all varying forms of the same thing: invisible glue—theymaintain coherency but aren’t really anything at all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whenreading a book or listening to music, these spaces are ever so important. Wemay recognize them unconsciously, but our conscious attention is drawn only tothe “noise.” The situation between us and our physical surroundings is very similar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Trythis: Take what I just told you and apply it to life. Wherever you are rightnow, look away from the screen and see the space. Between screen and face, betweentable and chair, between park bench and overhanging tree, between each blade ofgrass. Acknowledge it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nowtry something else: Close your eyes, and imagine what it would be like if allof that space just disappeared. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yikes!And that’s only what is blatantly obvious. What about the fact, noted by wisemen and scientists alike, that each atom, whether within the human body orautomobile or mountain, has as much space (scaled accordingly) between eachelectron and its nucleus as the space between the planets and star(s) in a solarsystem? Universally speaking, this means that my standing at a distance fromsomeone else is not all that different from saying I am the Milky Way Galaxyand the other person is Andromeda.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sospace is very important. It’s nothing and everything at the same time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Wheremeditation comes in to all this is in its application to helps us become thatspace; to help us to realize how important it truly is. Because as we progressupon the path of realizing this, it makes us kinder, more gentle people. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Meditationcan be done in about 934,598,746 different ways. I am not familiar with most ofthem, and I will not explain any but one of the most simple. The basic meditationpractice I will describe below, although simple, can still have profoundresults if practiced regularly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Aftera time it may be found that this basic form of meditation doesn’t cut itanymore. Perhaps you’re reading this, and that point has already hit. That’sfine. We all change, and we all need new and different things. Meditation isabout being open and free. It’s about following the needs of the soul drivenbody rather than the ego-driven mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Iwrite this more than anything for the beginner; for the ones who come to thiswebsite with some interest but walk away wondering what hell I am talking about.If you are one of them, I hope I can help you get a foot in the door to a muchgreater experience of humanness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Anyway,here’s the practice:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sitin a cross-legged, half-lotus, or lotus position on the floor or towards theend of a chair or on a stool. (This is absolutely &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; about discomfort. If you can’t sit a certain way, don’t forceit! Please, do what works for you!) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ifseated on the ground, either cup one hand in the other and rest them in yourlap as feels comfortable or place the hands, palm down, on the knees. Ifsitting on a chair or stool, sit with the legs and upper body at 90 degreeangles and place the hands on the thighs near the knees—again, as iscomfortable. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whetheron the floor or a chair/stool, be attentive to your posture. Sit upright withthe head forward.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Closeyour eyes and simply breathe consciously and continuously with the diaphragm.(Avoid breathing rapidly and shallowly with the chest or with gaps between eachbreath as many people do. Such breathing as normal practice is unhealthy andstress-related…But that’s an issue for another day.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dothis twice per day—after you wake up and just before bed. Try for 15-20 minutesessions. If five minutes is all you feel comfortable with, do it. Withconsistency and openness, Life will tell you when it’s time to advance. Yourdeeper self knows much more about you than I do. Listen to it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thisis basic meditation. Focus your attention on the space between each thought. &lt;i&gt;Be&lt;/i&gt; the space between each thought. Thoughtswill arise, certain pains may arise, past memories may arise. If a painfulmemory arises, feel it to heal it. As random thoughts arise, don’t reject them,but don’t attach to them either. See them, acknowledge them, and let them go. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Asfor the benefits, I will say nothing specific here. Be patient. Expect nothing.Consistently cultivate the space, and you will get everything. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Everything”does not mean that you will get what you want. Instead, you will get what you &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt;. And as your awareness shifts, youwill find that what you’ve wanted usually isn’t so desirable after all. Youwill find complete satisfaction in finding that your needs are becoming wantsrather than thinking your wants are what you need.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Myfinal comment about meditation is in regard to religion. I won’t say which(although it may be obvious), but there is one powerhouse of a religion I knowof specifically (and perhaps others) that prohibits meditation in the sense ofobserving the spaciousness of one’s life. They say that only contemplation of agiven miracle, belief, etc. is acceptable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Whilethe contemplative form of meditation has its benefits, to know that othersenforce it as the only allowable type of meditation is very disheartening,because as pivotal as meditation is to deepening one’s spiritual life, thepractice is then avoided and even shunned by followers of such religions.Sadly, this is not due to individual decision making after gathering anyappropriate information and experience, but due to blindly adhering to thearrogant, ignorant beliefs of another.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Toput this very plainly: If a religion tells you not to practice empty-minded meditation,it’s for control purposes only. Period. Meditation is about the self-discoveryof what it truly means to be human. Anyone who tells you that it’s sinful toself-discover has their head up their…well, let’s just say that their head is whereit doesn’t belong. Likewise, Western society, which of course has been heavilyinfluenced by Western religion, has pushed the idea that everything we “need”comes from the outside. This is a lie. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes,we need others, we need experience, we need outside influence. We need whatother people and situations offer—even if those offerings initially appear tobe nothing but madness—in order to discover who we truly are. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Butas Galileo said: “We cannot teach people anything; we can only help themdiscover it within themselves.” Or, as a man by the name of Jesus once stated:“Neither shall they say, Lo here! or, lo there! for, behold, the kingdom of Godis within you.” (Luke 17:21)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Empty-mindedmeditation is the perfect way of opening the passageway to discovering our trueselves and integrating whatever it is Life is trying to teach us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Choosefreedom. Find the spaciousness within you. Learn how to listen to thespaciousness of your own God-given heart and soul. &lt;i&gt;They are the true you, and they know&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8658276597738373679?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8658276597738373679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/making-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8658276597738373679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8658276597738373679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/making-space.html' title='Making Space'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Igus86xqAJA/Tlu6pWiwreI/AAAAAAAAABA/O3hR9G6jBjs/s72-c/082911+Making+Space.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-662341569269263088</id><published>2011-08-23T11:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T11:57:08.671-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluttony'/><title type='text'>The Best Diet in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r57KIOU_PMk/TlPF16LmwuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1ZszY4rYBs/s1600/082311+The+Best+Diet+in+the+World.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="327" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r57KIOU_PMk/TlPF16LmwuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1ZszY4rYBs/s400/082311+The+Best+Diet+in+the+World.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;When self-cultivating, an individualwill, at times, feel driven to do things that most people don’t do or cannot dosuccessfully. The reason for this is because, just as the “self-cultivator”name suggests, an individual is nurturing his/her inner self.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Beyond the general self-cultivationaspect, I’m pretty sure that these drives have no evident rhyme or reason. Sometimesthey are slow shifts, but it’s not uncommon for them to be completelyspontaneous as well. Sometimes they just &lt;i&gt;happen&lt;/i&gt;.They’re not there one moment, and in the next, it seems like a small portion ofthe world has been flipped upside down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;One of these drives is creating—and maintaining!—adiet both more wholesome and more tuned to the needs of the body of theself-cultivator.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To explain it through my ownexperience:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My first diet shift was gradual.Over the course of a year or so, I had read enough to justify to myself thatmany foods on the market (beyond the obvious) are not healthy. [To note, I wasnot specifically seeking out this information. When we ask Life to help us,information comes from unexpected and surprising places.] The natural desiresand intuitions created through self-cultivation verified this. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;As a result, I cut 99 percent of redmeats out of my diet while adding more whole, live foods. I also acquired ataste for healthier foods that I had disliked for years. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Other similar shifts are that myalcohol intake went from two beers per day to zero to two per week, I drinkvirtually no soda and switched from coffee to tea, and I drink more water thanever before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Reaching any of the points above wasmostly progressive. But moments of enlightenment strike from time to time aswell. For example: When my mom was making cookie dough, I saw the butter andsugar sitting in the mixing bowl. It was nothing new; I had seen it a hundredtimes over the years. But this time was different…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This time it hit me like, well, alump of butter and sugar in a mixing bowl. I was like: &lt;i&gt;Whoa! Time out! That’s what’s in cookies? That’s what kind of sicknessI’ve been voluntarily eating my whole life? Fat and sugar?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Duh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A few days later, I visited myrelatives for Christmas. There were baked goods galore. I didn’t touch any ofthem. I couldn’t. There was absolutely no desire. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Although I gradually began eating themagain, every time I considered it, a higher instinct came in. &lt;i&gt;Are you even hungry for that, or is it justwhimsical desire? Will you feel better afterward, or is it just an escape fromthe moment? They may be tasty, but can you take and enjoy just one instead ofseven?&lt;/i&gt; Answer: It’s whimsical desire, an escape, and I can take just one.It’s not uncommon to walk away without taking any.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Needless to say, I eat much less ofthem now. If I don’t, my awareness of my body is heightened enough that I knowimmediately how foolish I was to consume it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Right now, I’m in the process oflearning how to eat healthier when I go out. So often in the past, if it was onmy plate, I’d feel drawn to eat it. Did it hurt? Certainly. But when does painever stop the average Joe Hungry-Man from overeating or eating what isunhealthy as long as it tastes good? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Although I’ve slowly been moving awayfrom such gluttony, I’m at a point where the push is really pushing again. It’stelling me: &lt;i&gt;Be careful of that chicken.You’ve seen the pictures; you’ve heard the stories. Do you see how much grease isin that? Do those pancakes have any nutritional value whatsoever? You know that’sgoing to make you feel lousy. For your higher good, please don’t eat it. Beeasy on yourself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;In response, one may say: “I’ll be damnedif I want some nutritionist idiot asking me questions like that every time Ieat.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My rebuttal: It’s wonderful! Theidiot is the one saying: &lt;i&gt;Yeah! Eat thatup! Om-nom-nom! Hide your misery in your food! &lt;/i&gt;But here’s a higher level ofawareness whose manner is not intimidating or deprecating. It’s a loving,holistic awareness looking out for the higher good. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;In our traditional sense of the word,I’ve never tried to diet; I’ve never tried to eat better or suppress desires.That’s the beauty of self-cultivation. All I did (accidentally, it seems) waslearn to let go of my story. Without a story, we don’t need to go on a diet;the diet will go on us. No wonder it’s the best diet in the world—and it’sfree!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “But it tastes soooo good!” On thesurface, yes, taste is the reason we continue to go back. But taste as a reasonis a lie. We binge and gorge ourselves because we have problems, problemsdemanding that we fill “the void” with food. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Consider the average dieters. Not onlydo they buy diet books by the dozen, but they change their diet every tenweeks. Why? Because none of them actually work! They shift an effect ratherthan healing a cause. None of them ever ask: “What story am I believing that iscausing me to suppress my issues with food to begin with?” Instead, these bookssimply say to exchange the dairy for bread or meat. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But, believe it or not, knowledge ofa balanced diet is inherent in human nature. Through this realization, we removeourselves from slavery to what we never really wanted to begin with but haveonly used as a suppressant.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Food brings life…but it also bringsdeath. Learn to be easy on yourself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-662341569269263088?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/662341569269263088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/best-diet-in-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/662341569269263088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/662341569269263088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/best-diet-in-world.html' title='The Best Diet in the World'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r57KIOU_PMk/TlPF16LmwuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/S1ZszY4rYBs/s72-c/082311+The+Best+Diet+in+the+World.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-3684641085761207835</id><published>2011-08-16T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T10:42:31.940-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Drum Roll, Please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3Uu_Og9FBU/Tkp_3gv780I/AAAAAAAAAA4/SpbIm0JUfaI/s1600/081511+Drum+Roll%252C+Please.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3Uu_Og9FBU/Tkp_3gv780I/AAAAAAAAAA4/SpbIm0JUfaI/s400/081511+Drum+Roll%252C+Please.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Backwhen I was a freshman in high school, I decided to start playing drums. Thanksto the Western mentality, playing on a practice pad was only enjoyable for afew months. Soon after beginning, I purchased a junker set from a friend. Thisset lasted a year before I emptied my wallet for a brand new 6-piece drum set(with 6 cymbals). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For the first four years, I played 1to 2 hours per day. Then, beginning with leaving for school, my time playingwas drastically cut down. In that time, practicing was very spotty. SometimesI’d even cut out several months or a year at a time. About eight years after Ibegan playing, I sold the set. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I played regularly, I had greatdifficultly learning songs. For one, I did not have an ear for music—I had tolisten to five second song clips and read the sheet music about 9347545 timesbefore I’d be able to play it. Also, partly because I had developed tendonitisearly on, gaining speed and endurance was never easy. But there were otherthings…which I will mention momentarily…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, after selling the set, eventhough they no longer held sway with me, I held on to my drumsticks and drum pad.But as my Western mentality still seemed as alive as ever, I put them in a boxwith the intention to eventually sell them, too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Around mid-July of this year, whilelooking for stuff to get rid of (because I would like to get rid of damn neareverything I own), I saw the pad and sticks and decided to give them a try onceagain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;[insert sound of singing angelshere]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After two years of an incredible,continuous shift in consciousness, my drumming has finally come to life. Statedsimply: I think drumming will be a new source of meditation for me. I can betotally honest when I say that even in the first week of playing, and aftereffectively taking a several year hiatus, I think I play better now than at mypeak when I played regularly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the past, I had always been botheredthat I couldn’t learn or play songs fast enough—and I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to learn them. Also, my set had 6 drums and 6 cymbals. Whilethe variety of sound was enjoyable, due to my lack of experience, it was alwaysway too much.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now, thanks to my new-found less-is-moremindset, the pad is more than sufficient. There’s a creativity that neverexisted in me before (read: that I never knew existed). I had never realizedthe countless ways in which I could achieve different sounds having “so little”available.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Severalyears ago, I saw two places to strike: the center and the edge, and both ofthem were with the drumstick tip. Now I see that every single aspect can bestruck, I can strike with various stick orientations, and, as I do not have astand so must lay the pad down, I do not &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt;to place it on a flat surface, therefore giving me even more sound variety. &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thatsaid, having one pad is, in a way, like having a whole set. No, I cannot playwith a rock band, but I don’t want to either. I just want to use my creativeability to help set my mind at ease. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Withoutmotive, I just play. With little thought, I let my hands do whatever it isthey want to do. Their continuous yet varying rolls become a meditation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Inthe past, I always had a story; I always &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt;to learn a song, I &lt;i&gt;had &lt;/i&gt;to playfaster, I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to play longer.Sometimes I even &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to play louderbecause it pissed me off that the neighbors would call over telling me that myplaying is annoying and rude…And I always struggled.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve learned to let all of that go. NowI just drum. There is no longer a story I must tell myself. I just play. It’sbeautiful. It’s smooth. Occasionally I trip up, but I’m okay with that, becauseafter 11 years, I’ve only just begun learning how to play.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-3684641085761207835?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3684641085761207835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/drum-roll-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3684641085761207835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3684641085761207835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/drum-roll-please.html' title='Drum Roll, Please.'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3Uu_Og9FBU/Tkp_3gv780I/AAAAAAAAAA4/SpbIm0JUfaI/s72-c/081511+Drum+Roll%252C+Please.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-3575648326052212426</id><published>2011-08-09T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T11:20:44.029-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Knowing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detachment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silent Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Mojud: The Man with the Inexplicable Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;For this week’s spiel, I’d like to direct you to the Sufi story of “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.awaresilence.com/Sufi_Stories/Mojud_The_Man_with_the_Inexplicable_Life.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Mojud: The Man with the Inexplicable Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Even more importantly, I would like to direct you to “OSHO commentaries on this story” just below it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope that the words of Osho strike you as powerfully as they struck me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Namaste!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-3575648326052212426?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3575648326052212426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/mojud-man-with-inexplicable-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3575648326052212426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/3575648326052212426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/mojud-man-with-inexplicable-life.html' title='Mojud: The Man with the Inexplicable Life'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-2734677940037514821</id><published>2011-08-02T12:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:32:20.770-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Possessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detachment'/><title type='text'>Letting Go of Possessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;John! Come on down! Welcome to ‘The Price Is Wrong,’ where we never hesitate to remind the contestants that no matter what price you pay in attachment to your possessions, the price is always—always—always—way too obscenely high compared to the price of your life! …So, remember: The objective of the game is to rid yourself of all trivialities. The sooner they’re gone the better! Your ‘Freedom from Attachment’ timer begins…NOW!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Early on in my spiritual path, before I recognized what was really happening to me—a major shift in consciousness—one of my first decisions was to get rid of many of my possessions. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Let me clarify. There was no decision. It was an inner drive. Once the feeling took hold, I couldn’t ignore it. In the most subtle yet commanding of ways, Life said: “Detach. Sell, donate, trash, whatever—just get rid of it. Now.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Over the last year or two, I’ve cut two-thirds of my possessions out of my life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;What is the result? Freedom!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s said that the amount of junk one has on the outside (possessions, addictions, excess weight, dis-ease, etc.) equals the amount of junk one has on the inside (negative emotions, self-defeating thoughts, etc.). I understand this now. I understand the “lack in having.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I’ve also come to understand that detachment is the ultimate way to acknowledge that there is something infinitely greater to us than what we own, what awards we’ve been given, what our occupation is, and so forth and so on. I’ve come to realize that the only thing necessary to truly give life purpose is a continuous journey of inner learning, healing, and growth. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;This is not to say that detachment requires one to live in a reed hut. It’s just that the detached individual realizes that their “stuff” is not “who they are.” I choose to get rid of my material baggage, not everyone will; if so, not necessarily to the same degree.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;As I whittle my possessions down, they become more and more “personal” [not really personal because I cannot take them with me when I die]. When things are “personal,” they’re much easier to rationalize keeping. It’s so easy to justify keeping something while saying: “I think So-and-So would be offended if I trashed this.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Often I have to remind myself that an item has no inherent value. That the value it’s been given is flimsy and subjective. That if someone else becomes offended by my decision to toss something, it would be their own attached thought pattern that causes them upset—just as my own suffering, by not living as I am compelled to, is the result of my own faulty thinking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;But if others are offended, it’s because they struggle for that same freedom. What they don’t realize is that that freedom is an inherent part of them. They already have it. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;You&lt;/i&gt; have it. It’s always been there. You need only honor it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;As we grow we tend to suppress our true desires as a means of fitting into an overwhelming world, one which tells us a lot of things which aren’t all that accurate. (We need only look at the state of the world to confirm this.) But just as we are born in a state of detached freedom, and although we’ve lost it during our travels, we can go back to that state once again. It’s within us this very moment. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;We need only let go, and a freedom more wonderful than anything previously known will be waiting with open arms.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-2734677940037514821?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/2734677940037514821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/letting-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/2734677940037514821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/2734677940037514821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/08/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go of Possessions'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8954961697597435000</id><published>2011-07-26T13:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T13:50:46.656-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysticism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Waking Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;When I began this blog, my first post simply stated that I self-cultivate and that I’ve received some enlightening answers by looking inside. Perhaps what I meant to say was that I’m “waking up.” While I will&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;still&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;write posts like those prior, using this post as a kind of intro to all future posts, my intention is to elaborate a bit more on what waking up (to the degree I’ve awakened) means, how it affects life, what experiences result, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;First, I want to clarify a popular misconception: Being spiritual and being religious are two &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; different things. In following a religion, we may, if applying ourselves properly, reach spiritual ends. Or, if we find that ritualization promotes our spiritual advancement, we may choose to join a religion, though already spiritual. The key is that either path is independent of the other until we choose to unify them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;One may bring the other, but, then again, it may not. To be spiritual—our goal whether we realize it or not—we do not need religion. And the path an individual walks to obtain spiritual ends—how a person realizes God, Brahman, Universal Consciousness, etc.—is as different as every human being. The belief that there is “one right way” is just another story; one that we often use to justify to ourselves as being on the right path as a mask to our own uncertainty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For a person to be spiritual, they must walk a path that reveals to them what it truly means to be a human being. They must look inward. They must strive to destroy obsessions and addictions, and they must strive to release any desire for &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;this moment&lt;/i&gt; to be different than it is. Essentially, they must work to genuinely extinguish all fears. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;So, when I say I’m “waking up,” what I mean to say is that my life is coming alive. I’m finding out what it &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; means to be human. I’m finding out what it means to dramatically lessen the fear which once controlled every aspect of my life. I’m finding out what it means to live more often than not in joy, peace, insight, gratitude, spontaneity, love, humor, etc.—&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;regardless of external situation&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Unless one walks a spiritual path, it’s impossible to know what this means. It may happen that a non-spiritual person witnesses a miracle or has some brief moment of ecstasy or insight…but it doesn’t last. It happens, it’s told to friends or kept secret, and it passes. If they’re “lucky,” maybe their story shows up on the 6 o’clock news or goes viral on YouTube. But, effectively, such experiences are once and done. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;In spirituality, these things happen with an increasing frequency—they become the norm. Well, not really. In reality, these things are already happening ever and anon. It’s just that only through cultivation of our spiritual awareness can we recognize them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;This is not to be defined as mysticism. The word “mysticism” was created to describe people who were spiritually different in a time when spirituality was rarely understood and even considered devil worship. The things believed to be mystical are really only the spiritual realizations of those who have practiced inner cultivation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I would never call myself a mystic. I’m just a human being who, for reasons beyond my comprehension, has been compelled by “Something Greater” to cultivate his life, to release his life drama, and to teach others how to obtain the same freedom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What spirituality comes down to is realizing, or working to realize, our true nature: that each of us is part of the same One Source. Call it Tao, All That Is, Universal Intelligence—it doesn’t matter. It is waking up to the realization that we are infinitely greater than our society—or our mental story—has led us to believe. It is waking up to the wholeness, abundance, and profoundness of all life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8954961697597435000?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8954961697597435000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/07/waking-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8954961697597435000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8954961697597435000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/07/waking-up.html' title='Waking Up'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-1611903845393790183</id><published>2011-07-19T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T18:37:54.103-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stillness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dependence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>The Philosophy of Pompom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jP9NfhdCQ8Q/TiW2yFIZ5xI/AAAAAAAAAAw/62swuzU0Kek/s1600/071911+The+Philosophy+of+Pompom+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jP9NfhdCQ8Q/TiW2yFIZ5xI/AAAAAAAAAAw/62swuzU0Kek/s320/071911+The+Philosophy+of+Pompom+%25281%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5lrS8ya3fLU/TiW2zVV7xxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BTUcFf_NnWo/s1600/071911+The+Philosophy+of+Pompom+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5lrS8ya3fLU/TiW2zVV7xxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BTUcFf_NnWo/s400/071911+The+Philosophy+of+Pompom+%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is Pompom. Or, more formally, Pahmpahhhhhhhhhm! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Pompom is my youngest sister’s dwarf hamster. Although Pompom doesn’t say anything, his silence says everything. Through his silence, Pompom reveals positive qualities that I feel many of us would be wise to copy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pompom is quiet—&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; quiet. Even when he makes lightning quick dashes across the grounds of his “estate,” it’s nearly impossible to hear him. Nor does he interrupt the silence with verbal blather and raucous noise simply out of the selfish desire for attention. He is naturally at peace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pompom accepts his dependence. Although a cage is not his natural environment, for better or for worse, a cage is where he’s ended up. Because of this, Pompom is fully dependent on the care of others. He teaches that we cannot be selfish or overconfident because, while each of us must walk our own path, we must still be dependent on others for what we cannot readily acquire; in Pompom’s case: food, water, and periodic groundskeeping. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pompom is a dwarf hamster. Unlike humans who try to be what everybody else wants them to be instead of being what they are, Pompom is easily comforted in his own skin. I could try pressuring him into being a Blue Jay or a T-Rex, but becoming something he’s not would never happen. He accepts the way he has been created.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pompom listens to his senses. If, for example, I just finished washing my hands with some artificial cleanser (i.e.: conventional hand soap), then put my hand near Pompom’s face, he’ll dive into his hut like hell has come to get him. But if my hand just smells like a natural human hand, he’ll sniff around and maybe even nibble at it. If my hand has food on it, he’ll climb right up and rest there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Unlike most of us, it’s obvious that when Pompom senses something bad he retreats. He doesn’t try to face potential danger with an unwavering arrogance. When his options are stupidity or his life, it’s clear that Pompom chooses his life every time; he does not mistake stupidity for bravery.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Finally, Pompom knows when too much is too much. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;One day, I was carrying weights from the basement to the attic. When I reached the bottom of the third flight of stairs, I bent down to set a pair of 50 lb. dumbbells on the steps. While bent over, quite exhausted and looking upside down behind me, I saw Pompom sitting in the corner of his cage in complete tranquility. The experience was a humbling one. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Still in my mind’s eye is the way Pompom was sitting in perfect serenity. He was just there. Sitting. Looking. Being. There was no judgment. There was no anxiety. There was no panic that he should have been doing something different (i.e.: burrowing a new cavern into his bedding). In that moment, Pompom was stillness personified.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;As I was writing this, a word unexpectedly came to mind; a word which I rarely hear and rarely use but seemed as close as I would ever come to describing the incident. The word is “sanctity.” There was sanctity in the non-action of Pompom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Without a care for the next moment—whether or not he would still have food, water, shelter, or life—Pompom was enveloped in the perfect peace which can only be found in this moment.&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;It may be suggested that Pompom and humans are not comparable because humans are, simply, much more complex of beings. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;So I ask: Are we really? Or is that just another story?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-1611903845393790183?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1611903845393790183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/07/philosophy-of-pompom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1611903845393790183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1611903845393790183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/07/philosophy-of-pompom.html' title='The Philosophy of Pompom'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jP9NfhdCQ8Q/TiW2yFIZ5xI/AAAAAAAAAAw/62swuzU0Kek/s72-c/071911+The+Philosophy+of+Pompom+%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-623027990034456581</id><published>2011-07-12T14:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T11:32:05.829-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Without a Story</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I was walking on the macadam path at a local park one day when an insight struck me. I happened to look down towards my feet, which I rarely do when I go for walks, and I noticed that while the right side of the path was all cracked up, by halfway to the other side all cracks had unified into one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The side of the path with all of the cracks is like the average persons life, where each fracture line is a different story. These stories are the tales we tell ourselves relating to the who, what, where, when, and why of every situation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Rarely do we realize that these stories are just that—stories. This is why our lives seem so splintered, troublesome, and unfulfilling. We constantly tell ourselves not how things are but how we want them to be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The moment we were born, our lives began on the left side of the path. There was only one way to go: forward. But, as we grew, we became influenced by others into believing lies. These lies caused us to create a web of complexities going every single direction—except forward.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If we would like to move forward once again, we must understand that nearly everything we think we know is false. This means we have to drop the stories which exist only in our minds. Only then does the web become a single, forward-oriented pathway once again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the left side of the path, all cracks were one, all stories were one. When all stories are one, there is no longer a story. There can’t be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;“Where no wood is, there the fire goeth out: so where there is no talebearer, the strife ceaseth.” (Proverbs 26:20)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Without a story, life becomes unified.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Without a story, the splintered becomes whole.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Without a story, all become one and one becomes all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Without a story, rivers become the ocean.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Without a story, well, you’ll see. After all, trying to describe it is to create another story.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-623027990034456581?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/623027990034456581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/07/without-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/623027990034456581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/623027990034456581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/07/without-story.html' title='Without a Story'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-7631845584433765345</id><published>2011-07-05T15:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:46:19.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><title type='text'>Simply Difficult</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Story:&lt;/b&gt; Several months back, I sold an item on eBay. Although I had sold many other items there before, this time was different—unpleasantly so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After the customer paid, I went through the regular process of logging in to PayPal in order to create a UPS shipping label. On attempting this, the UPS account number didn’t work. The error stated that the number was invalid. Nothing else. There was no reason why and no link for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The lack of clarity immediately set me off. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Well, what the hell! This is ridiculous. I’ve gotta get this shipped to the customer&lt;/i&gt;. …And so forth and so on for roughly an hour. There was never a moment in which I sat back, took a deep breath, and asked myself if there were any legitimate reasons why the number would be invalid. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;I probably tried and retried the same number five times. When that didn’t work, and as I was becoming more ticked off by the minute, I thought: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Ok. Why don’t I go to UPS’s website and create an account. Then, hopefully, I can link the invalid number to my personal info. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Following much ado, and answering questions I didn’t know the answers to, I had an account…and was given a new number. On trying to link the old number, it did not, of course, work. I had to verify information I didn’t have. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;After much frustration, and about a half hour after opening the account, I closed it. Realizing UPS could do nothing for me, I went back to PayPal to try something new. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Still quite agitated, if I remember correctly, I went to (of all places) PayPal’s help section. I think I found the answer (that the number expired due to inactivity) and received a new number within, oh, perhaps, five minutes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; About two hours after I put the above story into writing, I was sitting on my heels on my bedroom floor looking out the window. The sun had set a few hours earlier, and the near-full moon was just above the tree line across the street from my house. I sat there for a few minutes in near thoughtlessness as I watched a patch of clouds pass by, leaving clear sky behind it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After observing the moon for a minute or two, I was just about to put the shade down when I was struck with an involuntary thought of inquiry: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;You wouldn’t open a dirty window to get a clearer glimpse of God?&lt;/i&gt; …Interesting…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Immediately, a part of me said no because something might fly into the room. I immediately dropped that thought in exchange for another: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;John, you hate opening the top windows because the shifting of an old house and old windows has made them difficult to close. &lt;/i&gt;I almost bought it until I realized how ridiculous an idea it was in relation to the question posed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I opened the window and looked out a bit longer. When I tried to close the window, as usual, it went so far and stuck. But this time, calm practicality hit me. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Don’t slam the window, and don’t push out and up like you always do. Gently pull on the tab as you push up. &lt;/i&gt;Not surprisingly, it closed with incredible ease.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;The Moral:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt; We are not our story. We live our lives with the belief that life has to be difficult. This is only as true as we choose to make it—in our minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-7631845584433765345?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7631845584433765345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/07/simply-difficult.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7631845584433765345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7631845584433765345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/07/simply-difficult.html' title='Simply Difficult'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-7688098713712299080</id><published>2011-06-28T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T11:50:50.766-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Inquiry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><title type='text'>A Walk in the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Just as I was leaving my house to go to the park the other day, it began to drizzle. Once I actually arrived at the park, a light rain was falling.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Seeing this, I sat in my car for five minutes or more wondering whether I should go home, wait a few minutes to see if it slows, or just walk anyway (in a worst-case scenario I did have an umbrella). But I also did something else.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;During those five minutes or so, I searched around my mind for what Richard W. Wetherill would term "Command Phrases." These are phrases that we state to ourselves or believe when others state them, usually with strong negative emotion, which, even after we think we’ve dropped them, we carry with us throughout life. Effectively, we hold them in our subconscious, unconsciously allowing them to “command” us to do whatever it is they refer to—no matter how much pain any phrase (sometimes hardened belief) may be causing us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A few thoughts were: “It’s bad to walk in the rain.” “People may think I’m weird for walking in the rain.” “I’ll get soaking wet.” “It’s embarrassing to be seen with an umbrella.” Even if they weren’t accurate for me, it was still necessary to openly state any possibility in order to discover the illogical reasoning behind not doing what seems like it should be natural to do. Upon recognizing them for what they are, they disappear and just a bit more freewill comes shining through.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the end, I threw ill-founded caution to the wind and took the walk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; During&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;the walk, an insight struck me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I was still in my car before the walk, I only ever looked through the falling rain as far as the next car over, sitting seven feet away, to get the perception that “this isn’t walking weather.” Then walking, as I came around a bend and the path straightened, I was able to see the light rainfall through six to seven hundred yards in the distance. It&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; appeared&lt;/i&gt; that I would definitely need to use my umbrella. But that’s all it was—an appearance. On walking through it, I barely got wet. This told me something about life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The majority of people live in a confined little box we call a house. A fair portion of this majority rarely leaves that house (aside for employment-in-a-cubicle purposes) for fear that nature intends to do them in. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Metaphorically, what many people see is exactly what I saw literally. They look no further than seven feet, notice what seems to be a lot of rain, and cancel their days. If they happen to build up enough willpower to look into the distance, they misinterpret the volume of visible rain over a timescale as all happening right now. This causes them to cancel their lives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sure, if I would’ve been hit with all the rain I saw in a given instant, I would have gotten soaked. Likewise, if I chose to look into the possible futures of my life, and assumed that all the tiny &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;possible&lt;/i&gt; mishaps I saw would kill me the instant I step out my front door, I would mentally paralyze myself. I’d slam the door, close the shutters, and hide in a closet in my basement.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As ridiculous as it sounds, mentally, this is how many of us “live.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If we want to find satisfaction in life, let’s look at what is happening &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;. The million raindrops are only devastating if we choose to take them in one shot. Otherwise, if we simply take them by ones and twos, we hardly recognize their existence, and life turns out to be a lot better than appearances had led on to.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;__________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Please see&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alphapub.com/" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.alphapub.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for more information regarding command phrases. I have no connection with Alpha Publishing, but I have read the books, and&amp;nbsp;they've&amp;nbsp;changed my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-7688098713712299080?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/7688098713712299080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/walk-in-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7688098713712299080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/7688098713712299080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/walk-in-rain.html' title='A Walk in the Rain'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-8161439779723890859</id><published>2011-06-28T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T11:40:23.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Knowing'/><title type='text'>Ignore This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;2GFZBUDHUXUN&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It has a purpose. I will not tell you what that purpose is. Be content with not knowing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-8161439779723890859?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8161439779723890859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/ignore-this.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8161439779723890859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/8161439779723890859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/ignore-this.html' title='Ignore This'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-1077703040096538812</id><published>2011-06-21T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T16:12:36.813-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Inquiry'/><title type='text'>Are You Sure?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; In the last post, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/worrying-and-waiting.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Worrying and Waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;, an individual had commented that not often does he agree with my life opinions. Just previous to that, he stated that he’s read all of my posts. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I find it fascinating that somebody who doesn’t even know me (as far as I am aware), or agree with most of what I say, would bother to read everything I’ve written. [By all means, if you are doing the same, don’t let me stop you. This post is not meant to be critical toward an individual or group, but to pose a question to the world as a whole. In fact, I’m glad the commenter said what he did because it’s a good topic to write about...So thanks for bringing it up.]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;On reading his words, a question came to mind:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;With such an infinite variety of information available at one’s fingertips, why does one continue reading what is disagreeable? [This blog or otherwise.]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I ask this, I’m not looking for anyone to answer me. If you really want to, fine. But ask yourself. Ask yourself way deep down. Unless our normal state is one of self-inquiry, we effortlessly and regularly blow off differing opinions of others but never ask ourselves why. We come up with superficial answers that seem completely logical but are only half-truths at best.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Saying this, it brings to mind what has been said about many psychology-oriented people: they go into psychology with the belief that they want to help others, when the reality is that they want to figure out what is wrong with themselves.&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;As a major portion of this blog revolves around, and what I am trying to get at now is: What is the&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; real&lt;/i&gt; answer? Is there an attraction to come back though we’re not even sure why? Without conscious awareness, are a few concepts resonating in a place within us which is much deeper than the thinking mind that we base our perception of life on? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Most of the world spends its days looking outward. We’re on an obsessive quest to find the physical means by which the universe ticks. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But what if those means aren’t physical? What if they cannot be measured with a graduated cylinder or a scale?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What makes the wind blow? What makes a living being—any living being—tick?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And this is not about wanting a scientific dissertation on the flow of blood and liver function, or about air currents. What’s beyond all that? What is beyond our thinking mind? What allows our liver to even be a liver? What pulls us to go in a given direction when we don’t even know why we should want to go that way?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As I said, I’m not looking for an answer. I spend my life in self-inquiry, and I’ve come up with some answers of my own; many of which will come to light through my writing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Question within yourself. Meditate. Release your desperate addiction to inane thought forms (if you pay attention, most thoughts truly are pointless and absurd). If you can do this, stillness and silence will arise. In that space can be found the answer(s) you’re looking for.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Always ask deeper. There are no answers this world or your thinking mind can give you like those which come from within.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-1077703040096538812?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1077703040096538812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/are-you-sure.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1077703040096538812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1077703040096538812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/are-you-sure.html' title='Are You Sure?'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00372368816631749507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aeJZ1Ipmy6U/TfpzykK1G-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/qU_Qgtii_ms/s220/051011%2BSelf%2BPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-1405389831802067343</id><published>2011-06-15T12:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:13:46.555-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stillness'/><title type='text'>Worrying and Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The day previous to writing this, I was standing outside of a karate dojo waiting for a class to end before the class I take was to begin. A fellow student who was just getting back after a knee injury walked over to me to make small talk. I had taken the previous week off, myself, due to a minor groin strain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As we stood there, he asked if I knew what was going on in the kids class. I told him I wasn’t really paying attention. Then he said something to the effect of: “Ah, I see. Just worryin’ and waitin’.” I smiled and replied that I was waiting but definitely not worrying. He laughed and said: “Yeah, I’m just projecting my feelings onto you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When he mentioned about worrying and waiting, I wasn’t sure if he meant it because either of us could easily reinjure ourselves, because class is always some degree of chaos (intentionally), or a bit of both. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Regardless, one word stuck out specifically; it’s a word I hear and “see” over and over again: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;worry&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I’m worried because I might injure myself. I’m worried that I’ll fail. I’m worried that I’ll never remember what I’m supposed to know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In regards to life, in general, not just karate, do you know what &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; am “worried” about? [I don’t really worry about it. I say it in a sense that it concerns me to see so many people who have difficulty in obtaining their goals, purely because of baseless fears and self-imposed limitations.]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I’m worried that hundreds of millions of individuals will never live up to their potential because they live their life in fear of future projections which only exist in one or two brain cells somewhere in their head...quite literally.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you’re a worrier, ask yourself how much winning really matters. …And I’ll give you a hint: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The voice you need to hear will be the one that tells you winning and losing is really not a big deal; that such a concept is a form of mental limitation&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;The man who truly wins is the man who doesn’t identify himself as a winner or loser, but does what he does simply because Life compels him forward.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At the end of June I have a belt test with several other students. It will probably last five hours, requiring each tester to cage fight up to three people at a time, know and perform all techniques and katas learned through four to six belt levels, complete an outdoor physical training circuit, and know various points of martial arts philosophy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Is the test serious? Well…no, not really. It’s only as serious as I choose to make it—in my mind. I know what I have to know, although I could certainly know it better. Regardless, I choose not stress but stillness. Stress will only serve to block the channels through which unlimited, fluid action makes itself available.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This stillness lies within each of us. When we find it there, we can carry it into any other situation in life. Whether we test for a martial art rank, a job position, or a college exam is of non-importance. By becoming still, we enable a natural outflow of all we have to give. Win or lose, we live it with a smile and say thank-you when we’re finished.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-1405389831802067343?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1405389831802067343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/worrying-and-waiting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1405389831802067343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/1405389831802067343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/worrying-and-waiting.html' title='Worrying and Waiting'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-741023675431987362</id><published>2011-06-10T11:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T14:37:12.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Social Networking and Loss of Ethics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I did not plan for this post; it doesn’t really deal with the purpose of this blog. Nonetheless, from an ethical point of view, I think it would be wrong for me not to share it when the means of sharing are available. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;When I first read the title of the link below, I thought it was probably just another silly opinion. It’s not. It’s highly practical advice. The writer, Dan Yoder, gives some incredibly compelling reasons why you should remove your account from facebook, or else have your life stolen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Simply, as the quality of facebook seems to erode, so does their (anti-)privacy policy (see timeline link under #7). But whoever reads policies—more than once, if at all? As you’ll see, if you post on facebook, they own you…and so does every other person in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Also, take note of the links posted within his article. They’re a little bit of extra reading, but I don’t think you’ll be disappointed that you’ve read them if it prevents some bozo, located halfway around the world, from stealing your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Main link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5530178/top-ten-reasons-you-should-quit-facebook" target="_blank"&gt;http://gizmodo.com/5530178/top-ten-reasons-you-should-quit-facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;A brief follow up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5534736/more-reasons-why-you-should-still-quit-facebook" target="_blank"&gt;http://gizmodo.com/5534736/more-reasons-why-you-should-still-quit-facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Consider this analogy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Do you remember in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;National Lampoon’s European Vacation&lt;/i&gt; when that guy stole the family’s camera? Within a few days, they saw the wife’s picture on a billboard in the middle of a foreign city (wrapped in a bath towel, if I remember correctly). If it happens to you, I’m not so sure it will evoke the same sense of humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Be careful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This instance brings to mind the proverb: “Trust in God, but tie your camel.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In other words, trust that God will protect you, but have common sense. We may not perceive something we’ve written or taken a picture of to be a danger, but how the unethical choose to exploit our information is a different matter altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-741023675431987362?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feeds/741023675431987362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/social-networking-and-loss-of-ethics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/741023675431987362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2583005818124760181/posts/default/741023675431987362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/2011/06/social-networking-and-loss-of-ethics.html' title='Social Networking and Loss of Ethics'/><author><name>John Boodhansingh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2583005818124760181.post-2795265085464826433</id><published>2011-06-06T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:12:18.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insight'/><title type='text'>Asleep At the Wheel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;One of my two sisters once told me a dream she had. Although she dismissed it as absurd, the dream’s meaning was crystal-clear to me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;She said that there were cars crossing a bridge. For unknown reasons this bridge had a gaping hole in the center of it. Some drivers were totally oblivious to this hole and drove right in. Some drivers saw the hole too late, tried to brake, but drove off the edge anyway. Still other drivers, seeing the hole with enough time to spare, accelerated, jumped the gap, and made it to safety on the other side. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Was the dream absurd? No. It was a perfect metaphor for life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Some drivers were totally oblivious to this hole and drove right in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;is in reference to those who live carelessly, selfishly, and self-righteously, only to miss all of life’s warning signs. As a result, the individuals never make anything of life, inevitably ending in a crash.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Some drivers saw the hole too late, tried to brake, but drove off the edge anyway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;is an allusion to those who live in a similar manner. Although such people eventually come to realize that much of their life has been a warning, not until it’s too late to change do they fully realize the negative consequences of their thoughts, words, and actions. In the end, they crash too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Still other drivers, seeing the hole with enough time to spare, accelerated, jumped the gap, and made it to safety on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; is a reference to the people who follow the unquestioned ways of the world until, one day, they are struck by a moment of clarity. From that point on, since they know turning back is an impossibility, they dedicate their existence to living a worthwhile life. In the end, the “void” is overcome, and freedom abounds.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;While my sister didn’t mention it, we may even suppose that there was a fourth group of drivers who were not in the dream because they drove a different road altogether. This group consists of a select few who, from a very early age, harbor a deep-seated wisdom and so bypass nearly all necessity for warnings and guide posts. These are people, such as Jesus Christ and Ramana Maharshi, who chose to listen when intuition told them to drive a different route.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What kind of driver are you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I first wrote up this insight, I gave it to a good friend who likely would have intuited a similar explanation. He later handed me a Bible and told me to read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2013:1-32&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Matthew 13:1-32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;, a passage which the dream interpretation reminded him of. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;…It’s amazing the capabilities, understandings, and insights we can discover within ourselves when we choose to set aside the fairy tale roles we’ve cast ourselves and others into.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2583005818124760181-2795265085464826433?l=withoutastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withoutastory.blogspot.com/feed
