<?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-8696958638125539594</id><updated>2012-01-26T08:47:47.723-08:00</updated><category term='silence'/><category term='salvation'/><category term='mind'/><category term='questioning'/><category term='embrace'/><category term='enlightenment'/><category term='aloneness'/><category term='quantum leap'/><category term='peace'/><category term='dark night of the soul'/><category term='death'/><category term='liberation'/><category term='meaningless'/><category term='avasa satsang'/><category term='satsang'/><category term='avasa'/><category term='ego'/><category term='depression'/><category term='unconditional love'/><category term='risveglio'/><category term='shakti caterina maggi'/><category term='leela'/><category term='war'/><category term='advaita'/><category term='awakening'/><category term='Life'/><category term='truth'/><category term='Iamness'/><category term='search'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='shakti'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='non duality'/><title type='text'>Self Recognition Shakti Caterina Maggi Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Shakti Caterina Maggi has been sharing the realization of the Self since 2003 with satsang, workshops and retreats hold all over the world.
She currently shares in Italy where she holds workshops and retreats.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-5457631497015774684</id><published>2011-12-14T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T09:39:16.538-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non duality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqna1z6Kyic/TR1WviFq2QI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EzpLE-YqURo/s1600/drop1600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="500" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqna1z6Kyic/TR1WviFq2QI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EzpLE-YqURo/s1600/drop1600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to seek for something that is always here&lt;br /&gt;The attention now rests on this vacant clarity&lt;br /&gt;Uninvolved&lt;br /&gt;Untouched&lt;br /&gt;And yet&lt;br /&gt;Completely taken by this enchanting beauty&lt;br /&gt;Oh those eyes, those steps, those sounds&lt;br /&gt;Where am I?&lt;br /&gt;I’m lost, lost, lost &lt;br /&gt;And forever home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-5457631497015774684?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/5457631497015774684/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=5457631497015774684' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5457631497015774684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5457631497015774684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2011/12/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqna1z6Kyic/TR1WviFq2QI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EzpLE-YqURo/s72-c/drop1600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8341342241751741584</id><published>2011-07-28T03:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T03:12:36.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avasa satsang'/><title type='text'>What am I ? Avasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="490" height="309" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Zq-y4IkoZRU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8341342241751741584?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8341342241751741584/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8341342241751741584' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8341342241751741584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8341342241751741584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-am-i-avasa.html' title='What am I ? Avasa'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Zq-y4IkoZRU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-4068757461986367666</id><published>2011-03-22T03:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T03:49:47.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakti caterina maggi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advaita'/><title type='text'>Inner revolution</title><content type='html'>We dont own Life and yet we feel free to take it, abuse it, rape it, pollute it in any possible way. We are so deeply conditioned to believe that only way to stop a violent action is another violent action that we dont even consider any other alternative. Love - what knows no separation- is the only alternative, the only answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some could say that this message can never be listened by enough people to make a change over this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the power of individuality and I think a single person can change the world and it is not a drop in the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in one single person there is all the ocean. So if you wake up to this DOES makes the difference...it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forget it or you will fall in the illusion that has been casted on you that you are powerless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you are not. You are all powerful as what you really are, because as what you really are you are the Source of everything. One single human being is God incarnated, but we are thrown to believe to be confined in the limits of a body,  in a size of a form and we are led to beleve that we need to use violence and rise up our voice to be listened,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where instead all our thoughts and feelings - our mind - is the Mind of God itSelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not a tiny insignificant little spot on this planet. You are precious, you are God. And when God suffers, all the world suffers. Check if NOW through your form there is a somebody, a ME. Or you find just an empty awareress living though the form, that is experiencing the world through the senses... this realization IS Enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is enough that you awaken to this to shake the entire universe. Each Buddha has a tremendous effect on all this dream of the world much more than thousands of people with sheep mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Buddha knows itself as the Source and it is the same One living through all the forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU count, you for what you really are. And the stopping of your suffering then has a tremendous effect on the rest of the world; it has the effect to dissolve that suffering and ignorance in the rest of the dreamn to that same degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I believe in the power of the individual in the sense that only revolution is the inner revolution, not a revolution to be made on the streets with bombs or furher violence but a revolution that happens silently but powerfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and destroyes the sense of separation that is the seed of all evils in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditate this in your heart and know that you are important and that you awakening counts and enlightens all the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti Caterina Maggi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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revolution'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8420970169677937770</id><published>2011-03-18T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T05:22:18.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2233/2287793418_e4c3eb1efc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 380px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2233/2287793418_e4c3eb1efc.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The form, the body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what in which they morph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I would have to decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which part to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would choose the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That could never be strayed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all this beauty will be gone one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And destroyed in bereft I would definitely lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please my lover,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See where I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Heart, entranced,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its beat has delayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the awe of discovering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is true of us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This limitless Being to which the most  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not even give a glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in you, forever, I would sing my sweet song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No distance to cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time-lapse to fullfill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely overwhelmed in a dance where I don’t think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the whys, and whens, the ifs and because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A questionless Love I do honour and laud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this you can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without buts and believes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then see I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this we never split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely united&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than husband and wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this we are One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that is you it is truly mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti Caterina Maggi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8420970169677937770?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8420970169677937770/comments/default' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ok9tO0HwxkQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-1753203668761844803</id><published>2010-09-10T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T09:38:30.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avasa'/><title type='text'>The silent background</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://angelalight.yamasakidesign.com/wp-content/themes/KateDobsonDesign/images/lotusBlossom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://angelalight.yamasakidesign.com/wp-content/themes/KateDobsonDesign/images/lotusBlossom.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a background to all that appears, which does&lt;br /&gt;not depend upon what manifests but which ALL that&lt;br /&gt;manifests depends on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This background which is silent,&lt;br /&gt;formless, tasteless, without scent and has no feeling&lt;br /&gt;is YOU, the "I". It is always present as that which&lt;br /&gt;observes the dance of sound, form, taste, scent and&lt;br /&gt;feelings, experiences. It is NOT itself an experience&lt;br /&gt;but the NON-experience in which all appears and by&lt;br /&gt;which all is created. This still silence is the&lt;br /&gt;Eternal itSelf, it is this which observes Life through&lt;br /&gt;the human form and YOU ARE THIS, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The illusion of time and space arises out of the&lt;br /&gt;action of this stillness, its action manifests as the&lt;br /&gt;objective universe and the stillness is the sole&lt;br /&gt;experiencer of this, its own action. ALL is a product&lt;br /&gt;of this silent stillness, it is the producer and NEVER&lt;br /&gt;can be the product of anything, it just IS. There is&lt;br /&gt;never a time when anything other than this silence is&lt;br /&gt;the One experiencing the All and when we cease to&lt;br /&gt;overlook this One we are rested AS it as the silence&lt;br /&gt;in which all is appearing, One with it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ignorance of the fact that only this silence is the&lt;br /&gt;observer, the experiencer, of all that is created by&lt;br /&gt;it does not in any way deny that we are it. It simply&lt;br /&gt;means that we are overlooking it, we are unaware of&lt;br /&gt;our own Awareness. Once we are aware that we are aware&lt;br /&gt;we SEE that we are this Awareness which is prior to&lt;br /&gt;all that exists as the objectivity in time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to search for once you realise that&lt;br /&gt;this everpresent silence IS what you are, you are&lt;br /&gt;always, already home, you ARE the once imagined goal.&lt;br /&gt;Once this recognition takes place that which is SEEN&lt;br /&gt;and known again is exactly the same for each body in&lt;br /&gt;which it is recognised. The description of it comes&lt;br /&gt;from the experience of knowing it directly and such a&lt;br /&gt;description carries within it a taste of the Divine&lt;br /&gt;reminding those who are overlooking and pointing them&lt;br /&gt;back to the home that they never left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avasa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-1753203668761844803?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/1753203668761844803/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=1753203668761844803' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1753203668761844803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1753203668761844803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/09/silent-background.html' title='The silent background'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-379931079504889527</id><published>2010-09-07T00:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:34:19.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iamness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quantum leap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embrace'/><title type='text'>Last embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ollielind.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/embrace_life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 121px;" src="http://www.ollielind.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/embrace_life.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When desperation comes, when you feel you have lost all your dreams, it is when  it has arrived the time in which a deep depression can come. It means to let go completly of the mind's plots and tricks about Life and let Life leaving you totally, in each moment, with no plan, with no ideas about anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that losing yourself will be much more painful than seeing all projects or ideas one had about the future dissolve and often this last lost is fought intensily. Even suicide looks an alternative as paradoxically we intuitivly feel that the end of this pain will come if  "we" drop our anchors away. The last object in the dream of Life that must go is infact that object that is what we consider ourselve to be. The sense of existing as a person, the Iamness itself, is infact still a something where what we truly are is Nothingness itself, it is that Pure Void that sees it all. That is why when we feel we have come to be one with everything a big feeling of love arises and of emotional connection with everything and everybody. But that feeling of radiance, that is actually the expansion into everything - the BECOMING everything - has to reach the highest point that is the dissolving of the last object into that pool of love, the "I am itself". That last quantum leap, from One to Zero in a sense, happens by itself as for definition cannot occour with the help of any imaginary individual, any imaginary "me". That almost endless bliss has to melt in its highest vibration that is Silence. That all-encompassing gratefulness must expand into a kind of silent prayer for existence to be as it is, with no-one to which that gratefulness is adressed to and nothing one is grateful about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One has to lose his dream and the last object in the dream is oneself. One gets lost and never comes back - if not as a empty ghost with no center or indipendent will -  in the realization to be the Dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this process, as this death is just the dissolution of an idea not of a real somebody, it has to be understood that whatever happens in one's apparent personal life is just set up to awake oneself to what one is. Life will bring the apparent individual up and down with illusory victories and illusory defeats with the entire impersonal aim to SEE what we truly are. The dream of Life has to fail you, even to betray you, to shake you from this hypnotic illusion to be a person. As long as one feels or thinks to be separated from Life, that sudden bends of Existence can look painful and unfair, but they are utterly necessary to unweave the dream web in which we look trapped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last illusion to drop is that NO-ONE is actualy trapped as there is no-one ever. In other words, the last illusion that drops is the idea to be the subject of the dream itself,  and as this last object dissolves the attention moves from this illusory subject - the me - to its real one,  this eternal I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That true subject was what out of which the dream of Life was weaved and what was in a sense directing the entire show all the time. Out of this so called global perspective nothing looks anymore unfair, but necessary, unvoidable and therefore utterly perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even before this is totallly true of oneself, the Dream is totally perfect in each moment. Knowing it or not it is the difference between hell and paradise.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not fair or unfair, Life does what it does. When there is attachment to the Dream or even to a minute part of it, the capable hands of Love will be busy to let us open our arms again so we can embrace Life in its totality and dissolve in that final embrace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-379931079504889527?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/379931079504889527/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=379931079504889527' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/379931079504889527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/379931079504889527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-embrace.html' title='Last embrace'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7420988416398906502</id><published>2010-08-17T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T05:30:35.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satsang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark night of the soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enlightenment'/><title type='text'>Dark night of the soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR4Qd0XiiHDv9CSA2KiycnED7HUk8qQHcpOgdlsJqHmrDu8I4Q&amp;t=1&amp;usg=__J8giXK3YE7MYANbXvf3Bjmh_ROk="&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR4Qd0XiiHDv9CSA2KiycnED7HUk8qQHcpOgdlsJqHmrDu8I4Q&amp;t=1&amp;usg=__J8giXK3YE7MYANbXvf3Bjmh_ROk=" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear, and all fears are based on fear of death, is often accompanied by a sense of meaningless for life. What you believe to be is a person and as the sense of being a separate individual dies also all the "reasons" that were keeping the idea of being a person going will dissolve one after the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that we might experience it as a sense of vacuity in ourselve, a void that is not perceived positivly as silence and peace but as a black hole that is sucking us back and destroying all things we were living for. This state that you could describe as depression is actually a very spiritual state that needs to be addressed as such: YOU ARE DYING, not the body, but the "ME". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This death of the ego can be so strongly refused that even suicide can be on the cards as an option to avoid to feel that extreme suffering: it is not actually an option as  -even if the body dies- that suffering will be at last felt completly anyway, so really suicide is not a way to stop the suffering. If we could have a choice about it, it is of course far better to experience the pain and go over it and live afterwards a free life. The message is correct: dying, but is a message for the me and not for the body itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This deep crisis of the ego brings desperation, depression and a sense of meaningless in living life: see clearly that these feelings are a sign of a spiritual crisis, the darkest moments before the dawn, the crossing of the core of the sense of feeling separated from Life. They dont last forever, they seem not to go away because there is an avoidance about them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be clear that no emotion is too big to be observed as whataver is the feeling - frustration, anger, fear, or even desperation - you are what is seeing it coming up in consciousness and not the subject of it. In other terms the feeling is present, but you dont HAVE it, it is simply there. Recognizing this allows you see that there is a distance in sense between you, Consciousness, and the psycological suffering, it reduces the drama that the mind builds up about the suffering. For istance, the fear of not having money or being lonely might be present and needs to be felt fully for it to go away complety, but all the drama about YOU being poor and lonely is something fictious that entertain the "poor me" and self-pity image. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as your attention is on the story, on the drama, you will not be able to rest in the feeling itself because you will go in the mental story of it. Often we are thrown to avoid to sit with the feeling present and we run into strategies that temporarely less the pain. Becoming conscious of these strategies, (you will know with a bit of honesty which one you are playing) it is already a big step. What has to be clearly understood is that as long as you go into the strategies of avoidance the feeling will keep on being present on the background and when all the strategies will stop functioning ( they all do), when the sense of desperation is reaching a point of unbearability then the only possibiliy left is sitting with our pain without trying to fix it, hide it, or send it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no other way around, that burning sensation has to be felt fully and when this is done, it will disappear completly from your life to the point that you have been able to face it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7420988416398906502?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7420988416398906502/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7420988416398906502' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7420988416398906502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7420988416398906502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/08/dark-night-of-soul.html' title='Dark night of the soul'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-2544235109640443383</id><published>2010-08-06T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:10:14.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Openess</title><content type='html'>More in our lives we can face the fear without any stepping back without attempting to cancel it or diminish it and the greater will be our capacity to feel passion in life. The concept of the "me", the concept of being separate individuals from the rest of the universe, is what generates fear. Only if we conceive the world and the surrounding reality as separate from us, we feel fear: fear or terror of not getting what one wants or that what one loves can be taken away from us. That's why we build defenses and strategies to protect ourselve from fear, we believe that those barriers could protect us from feeling the fear.&lt;br /&gt;When one is able to sit with this fear, an inner fire begins to burn, a flame that consumes the sense of separation that we feel respect the whole world. That fire, which is Love itself, will burn all those defenses, leaving us naked and open to life.&lt;br /&gt;Only then Life can touch us and really only in that moment we can feel a genuine passion for life. Until then indeed we will not be so open to let passion come through us completly, we will try to be careful and not letting ourselve to be burnt by that flame that is Love itself.&lt;br /&gt;When we are at that point so open to Life that there is nobody or anything which is open, there is only openess. And in that boundless openess Life can dance at any time any type of dance, with the sole purpose of our delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-2544235109640443383?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/2544235109640443383/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=2544235109640443383' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2544235109640443383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2544235109640443383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/08/openess.html' title='Openess'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7542219060289089193</id><published>2010-07-27T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:26:22.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unconditional love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aloneness'/><title type='text'>Flame of Love</title><content type='html'>What you are is always alone as you are One, as there is just Oneness, and that Oneness is your own true Being. When your Being is shared in the company of other people that live from the same recognition that all is One and this is One is oneself, you are already and always alone, even if the same room or even the same bed is shared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a flame of a candle dancing by itself whoever is passing by will feel your warmth and light, but nothing will be given intentionally and nothing taken to them or from them. When two people or more can stay near to each other and burn by their own flame then even more warmth and light will be there in the surrounding, but each candle nevertheless will be burnt by the same fire, and its heat and splendour at core will be the same independently by how many are present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is that fire, Love cannot be given or taken, can only be shared. The light and clarity of Truth can only be shared. Maybe one is hit by one of those glourious flame dancing by themselve and think that when that light is not near to them, something will be missing, some of that warmth and radiosity will be taken away.  this is just because we are so used to seek that flame outside of us, begging for it, trading for it, compromising for it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A master is that flame itself, but it is so easy to think that he or she is the candle... he or she is the fire, the same one that is burning in you when you feel lonely! the fire of the master is just burning the candle and it is not bigger or smaller in its warmth or light by that Love that you are and is burning your sense of separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is possible to sit in your loneliness and let that fire grow, then it will be just aloneness. You will not be seeking anymore someone that lights you up in those dark moments, because even alone, that light and warmth will be enlightening whoever or whatever is present. If your husband or girlfriend are not with you, you will be in love with the flower pot. The flower pot will be the beloved, and your light and warmth will be reflected in the beauty of those flowers or that unique way in which the sunbeams are making shine the vase. Then it can happen that a wonderful man or a beautiful woman enters in the room and all your radiance will be reflected there. For five minutes maybe, or even 10 years, or 50 years. Then again maybe alone, again all One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A master points you to your own fire, your own Love. He or she invites you to sit with it, despite whatever is happening in any moment in your life. He or she invites you to get completly burnt in that flame of Love, until any sense of separation is dissolved. Only the ego get burnt, fire does not get burnt. That flame of Love that you are will will be what will only remain, and its magnificence reflected and multiplied in any part of the manifestation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love and gratitude,&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7542219060289089193?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7542219060289089193/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7542219060289089193' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7542219060289089193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Wind</title><content type='html'>Blowing, whistling and hissing&lt;br /&gt;A strong wind is now hitting&lt;br /&gt;The structures of the me &lt;br /&gt;Already in brittles are flickering.&lt;br /&gt;Crumbles of I all on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Crackling away the idea that there is more&lt;br /&gt;Beyond this appearance of the here and the now&lt;br /&gt;Nothing there lies, just an empty background.&lt;br /&gt;So wind please do blow and destroy more and more&lt;br /&gt;The falseness of ego, its shallow galore&lt;br /&gt;As tired n’ worn out the mind is asking &lt;br /&gt;To end its agony and in peace finally resting.&lt;br /&gt;One day it will be seen that all this was necessary&lt;br /&gt;The pains, the joys were both part of the setting&lt;br /&gt;That allowed this Truth to shine once again&lt;br /&gt;And the empty blue sky enjoying in its fullest frame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-3686329241096929751?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/3686329241096929751/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=3686329241096929751' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3686329241096929751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3686329241096929751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/05/wind.html' title='Wind'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6155499902798330122</id><published>2010-05-15T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:30:46.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questioning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='search'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enlightenment'/><title type='text'>The last flare</title><content type='html'>We exist and yet we are not&lt;br /&gt;human form appears like a flicker of light in the empty screen&lt;br /&gt;one moment we are here&lt;br /&gt;shining as gold as the scene appears    &lt;br /&gt;and then again nothing &lt;br /&gt;beyond darkness and light the world disappears.&lt;br /&gt;Who are you, who am I, what is this all about?&lt;br /&gt;Empty questions as shells in the mind floating by&lt;br /&gt;fleeting around like a smoke whisp in the room &lt;br /&gt;where no-one has ever stepped out,&lt;br /&gt;as nobody is asking and nobody is listening, &lt;br /&gt;just words appearing and the again deliqueshing.&lt;br /&gt;No answers will ever satisfy a mind that always will buy&lt;br /&gt;in the idea that truth somewhere must abide&lt;br /&gt;where instead the pain comes from the questioning itself&lt;br /&gt;what causes the suffering is the search of this Self&lt;br /&gt;that never was far, or away, or elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;it is just what always IS &lt;br /&gt;when all the rest dissolves in the mind's last flare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6155499902798330122?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6155499902798330122/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6155499902798330122' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6155499902798330122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6155499902798330122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-flare.html' title='The last flare'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7698634284717627752</id><published>2010-04-30T05:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:51:51.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unconditional love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leela'/><title type='text'>Let's be merry</title><content type='html'>Let it enter, beloved,&lt;br /&gt;Love knocks at the door asking you to,&lt;br /&gt;Just open your heart, &lt;br /&gt;melting it fully in this that I am and that you are too. &lt;br /&gt;Let it spill, beloved,&lt;br /&gt;the water of Life is filling my cup overflowing with lush &lt;br /&gt;the joy to know a Dream this is just&lt;br /&gt;and like leaves we are danced here to have fun. &lt;br /&gt;No need of protections by what springs from within&lt;br /&gt;This Love is not coming from an object in the dream&lt;br /&gt;It is here, already, asking you to&lt;br /&gt;turn your attention from the scene to the one that looks&lt;br /&gt;outside at the play of colours and forms&lt;br /&gt;untainted by all&lt;br /&gt;and yet mingled in the whole. &lt;br /&gt;This Radiance is shining from the breakings of the wall&lt;br /&gt;of the ego, that you that is actually false,&lt;br /&gt;its veil is now thin and is made out of what&lt;br /&gt;it is currently appearing in Life’s comedy plot.&lt;br /&gt;Its substance is illusion as therefore not real&lt;br /&gt;no ego to kill, you are free now my dear!&lt;br /&gt;No need of salvation, you are already out&lt;br /&gt;The leela is there consistent as clouds.&lt;br /&gt;So let’s be merry beloved, be happy and gay&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying fully what brings every day.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7698634284717627752?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7698634284717627752/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7698634284717627752' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7698634284717627752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7698634284717627752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-be-merry.html' title='Let&apos;s be merry'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6809110526183593640</id><published>2010-04-27T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:23:01.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradox</title><content type='html'>Between existence and non existence&lt;br /&gt;Human life unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;A moment fully engaged &lt;br /&gt;In what seems to be a multicolour pool&lt;br /&gt;Of shapes and shades and tones&lt;br /&gt;That take the form of people&lt;br /&gt;And places and loves and hates&lt;br /&gt;A moment totally dragged away by the scene&lt;br /&gt;And then again observing from what cannot be seen.&lt;br /&gt;I’m all, I’m nothing&lt;br /&gt;Which one you decide&lt;br /&gt;Something will be missing&lt;br /&gt;As in this whole paradox&lt;br /&gt;I do abide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6809110526183593640?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6809110526183593640/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6809110526183593640' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6809110526183593640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6809110526183593640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/04/paradox.html' title='Paradox'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-5734306634844083925</id><published>2010-03-15T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:31:26.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Life</title><content type='html'>What we generally call life is actually a dream, as it is just a movement of Consciousness. What we are is Pure Consciousness that manifests itself in Life as all the characters that you meet, all the places we visit, all the events etc. In other words, as in a dream you create everything and you are everything, so Life is your Dream. Also dream that happens during the night it is just another way through which Consciousness manifests itself. In the night-dream this manifestation happens  differently because the body-mind is functioning differently ( being the body-mind the tool through which you experience life). In the night-dream Consciousness simply experiences itself in another way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When during the night we become conscious that we are dreaming - when we are aware that what is happening is not real but just something that we are creating - we are in what we could call a "lucid dream".&lt;br /&gt;Lucid dreaming is really similar to a spiritual awakening, that is actually happening during the night-dream. You could say that if you awaken in your "day-dream", life, than Enlightenment happens. Enlightenment is really just the realization to be pure Consciousness, that lives through all form and manifests the so called reality out of its own being. It is the very simple recognition of you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens in our "day-dream", Life, is happening out of this Consciousness, our true nature,  and might or might not coincide with what "we", as dream-characters, would like. "We" are just part and parcel of the created dream, and therefore as such we have no power whatsoever over the dream. For what we really are, as Consciousness, we are infact the MasterDreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as there is unconsciousness, in other words not knowing of what we are, there will be suffering. There will be the belief to be something that we are not, a minute part of the dream, instead that the Dreamer itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is known that whatever the body-mind is doing happens because it is part of the dream of life, where all your sense of guilr, shame and anxiety will go? All these things  have their own root in the ignorance and identification with the body-mind. &lt;div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is that you have no control over the dream: it happens, that's it. The dream of life is happening not as an emanation of what you do, but of what you ARE. Therefore is not the result of an act of will of the imaginary individual, but it is an emanation of your Being.&lt;br /&gt;If in Conscisouness there will be fear and sense of separation then this will be manifested in the dream, that will be more similar to a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you don't choose beforehand what to dream during the night - but the night-dream expresses what is going on in your consciousness - so at this level what is going on is an emanation of our Consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;There is actually no need to have any control over the dream, because the Dream IS you: as body mind, you never ha any control, because you are just a dream-object,  a product of the dream. When this understanding happens - that as apparent individual we have no control - there is also a letting go that occours: we surrender our will in the hands of the Divine and in that very instant we realize that we ARE that Divine, that since always was guiding ourselves Home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-5734306634844083925?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/5734306634844083925/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=5734306634844083925' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5734306634844083925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5734306634844083925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreaming-life.html' title='Dreaming Life'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6994500249638643463</id><published>2010-03-11T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T01:17:05.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go and letting be</title><content type='html'>It seems to me that letting go is letting be.  How can that which has never been absent, even for a moment, present itself?&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you are is always, already, present. It is void, pure Awareness. Mysteriously, spontanously and unavoidably this Pure Void stirs itSelf, creating in its currents the illusion of the creation that is witnessed as reality. Part of this creation is the idea of being a someone separated in the body-mind organism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idea, the ego-concept, is in itself just an action that appears in the present moment, in what you are. Ego is not an entity, it is an activity, therefore it is not always present. As long as Awareness is still identified with its content it is not possible for it to be aware of itself, but will believe to be the subject of that idea. So the letting go is just of the identification with that idea, that reveals what IS already the case. You cannot let go what are, because there is never a moment in which you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Being is always Here, but the attention is not always on it, but on its manifested qualities. The various activities of the dream on which the false subject is super-imposed like a an object reflected in a mirror leads you to look at the image and not at the emptiness of the mirror itsef. If the mirror would not exist, the image, that is always changing, could not appear. You are that empty mirror, the void canvas on which Life is painted. Life itself is just a movement in the mirror, so it cannot be really separated by it.&lt;br /&gt;But yet, your reality is not the movement but the stillness in which and out of which Life is appearing. Infact Life appears and disappears and you not: Life is the illusion, what you are is Absolute Reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So letting go has to happen, but nobody lets go: it is the somebody that has to die, the idea to be a separate entity must be seen in all its illusion not just intellectually but intuitivly too. In other words has to be perceived directly, without any further conceptualization or intuitive sensation. The reflection in the mirror can be the pointer to the fact that what is mirroring itself is not the image that is just a reflection, but the pure light of awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What-Is, the letting be as you call it, is what remains when the idea to be someone is let go. That letting be is not done with any effort, because there is no one anymore that could do any effort: all identity is disappeared and what is it is simply what was already the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the true key to joy: to rest in this letting BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6994500249638643463?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6994500249638643463/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6994500249638643463' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6994500249638643463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6994500249638643463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/03/letting-go-and-letting-be.html' title='Letting go and letting be'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-5456093223365264944</id><published>2010-03-08T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T12:50:19.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volition and individuality</title><content type='html'>All that it is manifest it is your will, but not of the one you imagine to be, but of what you truly are. Therefore your will could be now for example to suffer physically or just emotionally, because perhaps this is bringing you to enquire deeply about life, about what guides you, about what you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything that is happening in your life, included conflict and suffering, it would not be the case, this enquiry and the consequent understanding could not be. If you were always healthy, you could not estimate like precious the experience to be well, if you were always happy you could not know the pleasure of a causeless joy. Nothing of what it happens is against you, what we call pain is only the left hand of the Divine that is bringing us home, as well as is doing the right hand that we call "pleasurable experiences".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Life it does not happen sometimes what we want, but always and only what need in order to recognize who we really are. Therefore sometimes the imaginary character that we think to embody suffers, also physically or only emotional, just to point us who we truly are. All that happens in a certain sense is with the aim to show you who you are, all is a gift of the Divine itself to itself. After the awakening all happens without any reason, and this is the biggest gift because it is also clear that Life could not have happened at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the surrendering of your individuality to an impersonal awareness does not appeal to you, something should be considered about. It is important to operate a distinction between individuality and personality. Individuality is the sum of the characteristics of your body-mind. Those characteristics are unique, there was never someone like you and it will never exist again. In the enjoying of our characteristics as body-mind organism, our individuality, and in letting it express itself freely there is the joy and the gratefulness of being alive in human form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality is different. The personality is the identification with the characteristics of the body mind and and the thinking that the " me", separated from the rest of the Universe, has its own will and ability to act independently. This is the source itself of  suffering: with that " me" comes shame and sense of guilt, fear to make mistakes, pride, competition, jealousy, envies. It is the personality is the source of the suffering, not the individuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality it is only when one is free from the sense of being a someone, from the personality, than the characteristics of the body-mind can be expressed in a total way, without the uncertainties of the personality. Artists know this well: when a masterpiece was painted, the "me" was absent and therefore there was just pure joy that was doing the painting. It is the same with athletes: a complicated dive is only visualized from diver, then is the body to act it by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear of having to abandon your individuality, it is just your personality that has to disappear. This surrender is not something that personality will do or can do, actually personality is often in conflict with the realization of not to exist. This surrender happens by itself, the intuitive understanding is developed by itself, without a someone understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it ALL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-5456093223365264944?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/5456093223365264944/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=5456093223365264944' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5456093223365264944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5456093223365264944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/03/volition-and-individuality.html' title='Volition and individuality'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6716495706133060991</id><published>2010-03-08T11:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:46:29.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sense of Life</title><content type='html'>A reply to the question "what is the sense of that dream called Life?".&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream is the manifestation of the Dreamer's Consciousness. Therefore it is not the expression of what one does, but of what we are: the dream of life is the expression of our Being, of our Consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is the expression of Consciosness, as well as a dream during the night is nothing but a movement of the dreamer's consciousness. In other words, life in itself is not real, only Consciousness is Reality itself, where instead the dream is just its imaginary movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life would not exist, o this dream called life would not exist, we would always remain in what we could call a state of deep sleep, of death, of pure absence (our true subject). It is only through life that we can be conscious of ourselves, life exists to reflect back that nothingness in which the somethingness happens to itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothingness would infact remain just nothingness, always in its inert and passive form, it would not have the ability to know itself and therefore to have a direct experience of itself. The somethingness is therefore appearing in the nothingness as a movement of this void nothing that wants to know itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The identification with the dream of life and that imaginary character that we believe to embody has been until now a necessary and unvoidable movement: at birth we are Pure Consciousness, still innocent about itself. Life happens, and with its first experience we start to fall, through the conditioning, in the idea that we are those experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body, for example, is just an experience that happens to nobody. It is just a movement in Consciousness. Same thing for the mind: it is just an experience, observed by Pure Awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the conditioning, that in itself is just a thought, we fall in the illusion to be a someone and therefore in the idea that we are author of our actions, owners of our thoughts and emotions. Falling in the hypnosys we lose the connection with that birthright perception to be One with Life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 's the moment in which suffering starts and therefore seeking starts. Seeking will happen untill it will be seen, by Consciousness itself, that there is not a possible final result, neither an author of that reserach. In other words, the research ends because it is seen that there actually no seeker at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, in some way, the dream apparently happens until that moment to show us who we really are, after awakening really happens because it happens, but has not a purpose or a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really in the absence of motivation that Life has in order to appear that we can catch its infinite beauty and compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think, Life could also have not happened at all... It is a wonderful gift in all its aspects, pains and pleasure, darkness and light, that are all incredible experiences, precious and unique, that happen for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creation itself is therefore just a song of the Creator, a Love song, from Love to itSelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you always be in this eternal gratufullness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6716495706133060991?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6716495706133060991/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6716495706133060991' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6716495706133060991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6716495706133060991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/03/sense-of-life.html' title='The sense of Life'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7293538258936556940</id><published>2010-03-06T10:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:12:48.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Life</title><content type='html'>Painting Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening to openness&lt;br /&gt;The door is wide enough&lt;br /&gt;Just for one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on a thin rope&lt;br /&gt;On Eternity’s edge&lt;br /&gt;Enveloped in the mystery&lt;br /&gt;The ego dissolves in distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked me what is real&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot tell anymore&lt;br /&gt;If what I see it’s outside&lt;br /&gt;Or a ghost in my eye’s mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If what I imagine within&lt;br /&gt;And what I see out&lt;br /&gt;Are two separate things&lt;br /&gt;Or just One unfolding layout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot all my past&lt;br /&gt;The pains of yesteryear&lt;br /&gt;Are illusions just as well as&lt;br /&gt;The glare of the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t seek anything&lt;br /&gt;In what is passing by&lt;br /&gt;Knowing well that beauty&lt;br /&gt;Will be gone in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that what I am&lt;br /&gt;Is really what you are&lt;br /&gt;The appearance of two&lt;br /&gt;Is just here to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t believe too much&lt;br /&gt;In the plot on the screen of Life&lt;br /&gt;Then all that it will come&lt;br /&gt;Will really be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To taste fully a dream&lt;br /&gt;It is an art in itself&lt;br /&gt;May you be a master painter&lt;br /&gt;And I will enjoy it all as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7293538258936556940?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7293538258936556940/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7293538258936556940' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7293538258936556940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7293538258936556940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2010/03/painting-life.html' title='Painting Life'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6774286795050774151</id><published>2009-12-03T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T07:32:00.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking and creation</title><content type='html'>In the spiritual arena it is quite popular the belief that we have to look closely at our thougths as they are actually creating our own reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in this belief is missed is that thoughts are not personal at all, as they are just actions happening in the Being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The belief that thoughts are creating our own reality is quite erroneous,  as thoughts are just part of the ONE ACTION that reality is. They cannot be distinguished or separated by any means by what is happening as what is appearing and what we are thinking are indeed just one thing, one action unfolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we experience as thoughts that appear to manifest in a second moment is actually the impersonal perceiving of the creation of an impersonal reality. As thoughts are part of the manifestation we are in that moment perceving just one part of the infinite possibility of that  quantum soup that Consciousness is. Infact, sometimes those thoughts look like actually being able to manifest their contents in what we called reality, sometimes they are not. It is the just the ego based mind that select the times in which those particular thoughts have been presenting themselves and THEN a certain appearence have been manifesting as if someway one would be responsible of that creation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as the ego concept is present there will be also the belief that those thoughts are belonging to a someone and that someone is someway "creating its own reality".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this kind of approach  - that has been quite fertile in its own outsprings  - is missing to realize is that thinking is not belonging to a person, but is part of the manifestation of Being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is just a concept that comes from the stringing togheter of the various memories of this One Action. This action changes continously in its form and colour and gives so the appearince of time and space. Modern science confirms this saying that actually ALL the possibility of manifestation are actually manifesting simultanously but they are not all perceived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This One Action contains in itself all the possibilities and as body mind organisms we are able just to perceive a part or an angle of it. At times our perception is wider and we can actually take in a more vast view if what is appearing. As all opposites are actually manifesting, as also the quantum science is confirming, nothing  at the end is actually happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the manifestation of this One Action there are also thoughts, and as they are perceived through the body mind organism - if the ego concept is still present - there will be false conviction that those thoughts are leading to a reality that can be personally chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore any affirmations like "your thoughts make you who you are" or "I think therefore I am" come from a quite shallow understanding of what we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking is part of being, but Being is, beyond any kind of thinking. And what you are is Being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6774286795050774151?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6774286795050774151/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6774286795050774151' title='33 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6774286795050774151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6774286795050774151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2009/12/thinking-and-creation.html' title='Thinking and creation'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7959032646381830805</id><published>2009-01-30T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:56:05.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking and spiritual ego</title><content type='html'>Truth cannot be ever reached, because what you are it is Truth. You cannot reach Being, you can only realize that what you are seeking it is already present 100%, but it is ignored in the searching for something that is imagined to be separated from you, a something to obtain. &lt;br /&gt;The very seeking for Truth it is what prevents to the spiritual seeker to realize who is. To understand this, even only intellectually, throws the ego in a situation of deep frustration. &lt;br /&gt;The psychological mind works with goals. In order words, "I" make something in order to arrive to something else. This achieving, if the ego becomes a spiritual ego, consists of obtaining Enlightement, the ultimate spiritual goal. &lt;br /&gt;Whenever happens the listening to the message that the realization of Oneself is the realization that there is nobody -therefore nobody can obtain Enlightement and there is not a method or a practice in order to get it- if this spiritual ego is still present, there will be also frustration. &lt;br /&gt;This frustration, instead of being something negative, it is the spiritual fire that burns the impulse of the ego to exit from the perception of this moment. If one observes with attention, seeking itself arises from the refusal of this moment. Seeking happens because frustration is present and this seeking is what brings to move the attention towards an imaginary moment in the future, in which everything it will be resolved, and Enlightenment will dissolve that frustration. I would say that the very opposite is true. The true spiritual life will bring to feel fully that frustration and it will burn the very desire to move towards a new moment in the future. To be present to this spiritual fire cannot be an action of will from the part of the imaginary individual. The seeker infact will want always to do something, even doing the staying with the frustration, like a method in order to arrive to the awakening. This is obviously impossible and it will not carry to the hoped result. &lt;br /&gt;As the frustration will grow in seeing that every attempt is completly useless, surrendering will happen by itself. A surrender in which nobody surrenders, but that it happens because not there no more the force to seek for a new moment in which Enlightement can happen. &lt;br /&gt;The magic is that when this seeking ends one realize that all happened till that moment, included the attempts of searching the Truth in the illusion that it was a something to obtain, were actions by the Truth in order to realize itself. Nothing is lost in other words, but it is all a divine action that arises as every single event, the the most apparently insignificant one, in order to realize itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spontaneous gratefulness arises for the simple fact that everything is as it is, and that all is only oneself, yourSelf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual mind wants to evolve. Truth instead is Being, and for its very nature is PERMANENT, IMMOVABLE, and therefore it does not belong to the world of becoming, of transforming. Truth, this empty and aware Nothing that observes every action, included the one of the spiritual search, is therefore already present. To a mind still projected on the future, on the evolution of the consciousness, all this is absolutely not attractive. No chakra to awaken, no process of transformation to activate, no job on oneself to activate. Awakening is an action of Love. An action of Love towards of itself. In the Love all is received, nothing is refused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual mind refuses what is present, it wants to work on the personality, it wants to transform, it wants to change. &lt;br /&gt;Love observes, let fear, anger, hatred or any so called negative emotion to be present, and in not fighting these things, but simply observing them consciously, Love melts everything in itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual mind makes war to the spiritual mind. &lt;br /&gt;Love lets be, embraces every thing, beautiful and ugly, positive and negative, and accepts them unconditionally. Fighting, reactiing is not personal, comes just from  a spiritual mind that still wants to search, in the next moment, in next the ten seconds. The spiritual mind fights with what is and therefore it does not know Love. What you are is Love, always. Even if sometimes this Love has fallen asleep about itself and therefore it seeks for itself. This seeking will end for the very fact that has begun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are aware of the fact that you are still searching, just observe that this search is present and don't fight it. Let it be, knowing that seeking will not carry you anywhere because it does not exist anywhere else but this moment. And this moment. And this moment. In the observation of this fact this spiritual fire will grow and carry away with itself all that is false. &lt;br /&gt;This ending of the sense of separation is a true death, but that gives space after its occouring to a living Life totally for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Love, Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7959032646381830805?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7959032646381830805/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7959032646381830805' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7959032646381830805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7959032646381830805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2009/01/seeking-and-spiritual-ego.html' title='Seeking and spiritual ego'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7537537431016953132</id><published>2009-01-20T05:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:45:22.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightement can't be sold</title><content type='html'>I am constantly amazed by the play of existence.&lt;br /&gt;Again and again I read and hear of people offering personal enlightenment as a result of something that they can do to show other people how to do it also.&lt;br /&gt;Let us be clear on a few facts ---&lt;br /&gt;First of all there is no such thing as personal enlightenment because the realisation that there IS no person IS what has been termed enlightenment ---&lt;br /&gt;Secondly there is NOTHING that can be done to bring it about because no amount of DOING in TIME can bring about NON-DOING OUTSIDE of time ---&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, not only is there nothing that can be done BUT there is NO-ONE to do it!&lt;br /&gt;I have just recently done two talks in Bergamo, Italy which is a new venue for this sharing and I was amazed by the amount of people who were asking me during the break and after the talk questions that were clearly based upon having received information from someone who claims himself to be enlightened and also states that I myself have acknowledged his enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be very clear about this --- The realisation of what one is does not require any acknowledgment from a third party as it is utterly SELF affirming. SELF realises SELF!&lt;br /&gt;Courses that promise enlightenment at the end of them are a joke and are good money makers for the claimer of enlightenment to sell to people who are identified with being a seeker, this identification with the action of seeking itself prevents the seeing of what is --- That there is action but NO actor.&lt;br /&gt;I have met over the years a number of people who have done courses promising that as a result of doing them they would attain personal enlightenment, which begged the question why they were still going to satsangs and meetings asking questions, very confused ones at times, about the attainment of enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;As a so-called spiritual seeker one is very vulnerable and there will be those who can prey and play upon that vulnerability for whatever reason they do so, be attentive to anyone who states that you have to make effort or change the way that you are for these people are not in the seeing of what requires no effort and which never changes. Lets face it, when it is stated that enlightenment has taken place who is to say that it has not, who would certify it.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is clear is that those who have dissolved in this seeing are always very ordinary and very direct in their sharing of it. With so many who actually are voices speaking from the Source itself it is obvious that those who claim to be but are not direct expressions of the Source are into another identification and busy building a spiritual ego for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Tony Parsons, Leo Hartong, Richard Sylvester, Nathan Gill and Jeff Foster, but to name a few, are ones who directly express this realisation. (All are available on the net). With them you will get no methods, techniques, practices or promises of enlightenment but you will get the plain fact that where the seeing of this is taking place there is no one doing anything to remove the imagined one that is not present.     &lt;br /&gt;As I have already stated, the play of exsistence never ceases to amaze me and I will be the first to agree that everything that takes place is the activity of Divine Being but I will be very clear that not all of this action leads to greater clarity, let alone enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it all Avasa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7537537431016953132?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7537537431016953132/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7537537431016953132' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7537537431016953132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7537537431016953132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2009/01/enlightement-cant-be-sold.html' title='Enlightement can&apos;t be sold'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8427772935441748598</id><published>2008-12-11T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:28:13.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not why</title><content type='html'>Why is always the wrong question. There is no reason for the Universe to exist. &lt;br /&gt;In this abides the deep beauty of Life, its being totally free. &lt;br /&gt;Each moment, so frail and powerful is passing by. It could also have never been. &lt;br /&gt;Miss it, and all that actually is it will be missed. This is the only real sin, missing the mark. &lt;br /&gt;This missing is what brings that sense of lack in one’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8427772935441748598?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8427772935441748598/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8427772935441748598' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8427772935441748598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8427772935441748598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-why.html' title='Not why'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-458522128116912051</id><published>2008-11-08T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:12:43.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of the understanding</title><content type='html'>When sense of separation disappears, and it does by itself, as the seeking ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a moment in which we see that this understanding about ourselves, this asking "who am I? what is this universe? where does it come from?" is no more interesting as an intellectual debate. We see that answers just bring to other questions, on and on.&lt;br /&gt;This stopping of conceptualization happens, like when an apple is ripe enough to fall from the tree. It is part of the mistery as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the intellectualization fades away one remains with the emotion connected to this enquiry. At the feeling level what was once the impulse that was bringing the body to make questions, reading books, watching movies and going to groups and conferences is at the end just observed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impulse is then seen as a fire, an inner one. A fire that has burnt already all the belief and concept of the mind and is now burning on a deeper level, the one of intuition. Resting in observation of this feeling brings the impulse to dissolve. What remains at the end of this process is peace, silence. Peace was there all along, on the background, but was unrecognized because the attention was on the concepts or on the feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This intuitive understanding comes to an end by itself. When it does completly nothing is left to be understood and nobody to do the undetstanding. Just Being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-458522128116912051?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/458522128116912051/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=458522128116912051' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/458522128116912051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/458522128116912051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-understanding.html' title='The end of the understanding'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8971991639317912218</id><published>2008-11-08T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T03:42:32.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Appearance</title><content type='html'>6.11.08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Appearance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is very clear and very obvious to most human beings is that the present day state of our world is not beneficial to the continuation of the human species. What may not be quite so obvious is that what is happening in our world is an outer reflection, for want of a better way of putting it, of what is taking place within consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consciousness is impersonal but at the same time it functions in such a way that the human organism, which is an apparatus of consciousness, enables it to grow into a deeper intuitive understanding of itself, in the process of this taking place the gestalt of consciousness itself changes, the human experience as a result gains a deeper understanding of itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is required now at this point in time is a breakdown of what has up until now been somewhat functional in the development of humanity, the ego concept, and in fact this is what is taking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concept, which consciousness itself has up until now held true of itself, except for the occasional few, is the idea that there exists within each human form a separate being who has volition of its own to function against all action that is taking place throughout existence. This one concept has led to the idea of separation and the suffering of consciousness itself as apparent separate beings, humanity. There is in truth no volitional ability at all as all action that takes place through the human form is being done by the WHOLE and not an apparent part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letting go of this concept, which can only be done by consciousness itself, requires the letting go of all that is believed to be true of humanity, all that consciousness itself, up until very recently, has believed about itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breaking down of this ego concept involves the facing of the structure of the concept of separation at the level of feeling, the level of perception, and this involves the arising of fear and the remaining present to it without developing strategies to avoid the fear. It is these strategies that have created the present day situation, all based upon the concept of separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest fear that we know as apparent separate beings is the fear of death, all other fears are based upon this one. Each time one is able to stay present to fear at the feeling level without analysis by the intellect that fear dissolves leaving nothing in its place. The very last fear that consciousness will be present to, which is the fear of the death of oneself as a separate being, leaves nothing at all, emptiness. This emptiness is then seen to be the Truth of oneself and all apparent others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we are seeing happening in consciousness as present day events is the breakdown of this ego concept. As it struggles in its death throes it clutches desperately to control and delay its impending death, this is reflected outwardly upon the screen of consciousness as the control that governments and those above them are trying to enforce and it is clear that it is getting desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us believes that we are a separate being amongst other separate beings and this is not the Truth. We are not a we but an apparent we, a manifestation of the One consciousness. This includes all those apparently separate others who appear as the negative players within the game of consciousness, we are all One. When this fact is seen it is also seen that all the events that are taking place are one's own and unless this is seen the belief that it is not so reinforces the separative actions that arise in consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to all that is happening as the unfolding events of the world is to awaken to the realisation of what one is and in this realisation the world will change as a consequence. Where separation is no longer seen the actions of consciousness will no longer be separative actions but inclusive actions, benefiting all mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is happening, no one is doing it for there is no one, there is only consciousness itself unfolding and giving rise to actions that appear as the play of existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awakening is already happening, for some the facing of these fears has begun and for others the outer changes will leave no choice put for them to be faced, the result will be mass awakening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the answer, Love for those who appear to be negative in their role in the play as well as Love for those who appear as the positive aspect of what is essentially ONE unbroken consciousness unfolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Light of this Love all are seen to be Oneself awakening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avasa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8971991639317912218?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8971991639317912218/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8971991639317912218' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8971991639317912218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8971991639317912218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/11/appearance.html' title='The Appearance'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-1913351302588105389</id><published>2008-05-21T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:39:01.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be open</title><content type='html'>The desire to come back to the glimpse is actually the deepest desire that we have. We desire perfect love and total freedom more than anything else, even when we dont know it consciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply observe this desire and see that it does not belong to anyone. It is present. You are invited in the Eternal Moment, and what is inviting you is you yourSelf. Be open, and in this you will see that you are is openess. And you will see that you are already home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-1913351302588105389?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/1913351302588105389/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=1913351302588105389' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1913351302588105389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1913351302588105389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/05/be-open.html' title='Be open'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-2685488254141125944</id><published>2008-05-21T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:36:20.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Already Truth</title><content type='html'>The psycological mind, that is based on the idea to be a someone (in other words the ego concept), is not involved in the process of self realization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks like we are spiritual seekers that are searching for Truth. But if we actually look in what is happening what we are is just the Awareness that is observing the action of seeking going on.&lt;br /&gt;Seeking is happening, but what you are is the witness of this action and not a seeker. What the seeking is pursuing is actually the discovery of the true nature of the seeker and miss totally to see that the seeker is already present 100%, it is present as observation of the seeking action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that there is no mental speculation or ultimate feeling that will put an end to the search for truth, because what we are looking for is what is ALREADY looking at the seeking action. This one was present before the seeking was happening and it will be present also when the seeking will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth infact is always present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-2685488254141125944?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/2685488254141125944/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=2685488254141125944' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2685488254141125944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2685488254141125944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/05/already-truth.html' title='Already Truth'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-4544265367049519541</id><published>2008-05-21T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:15:02.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory of the Self</title><content type='html'>Presence can be self perceived in whatever conditions the body finds itself as by definition it is always present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, as Awareness, are the subject of any object, either apparently inner or outern ones.  The very fact that you know that they exist is because you are present to them. You are Presence itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very rarely this recognition is permanent. Often it is a kind of first glimpse that is followed naturally by the desire to come back to it. As the various temptatives to come back to what is actually always present fall apart, the attention comes back to the Presence because it is no more attached to the strategies of the mind to return to the Self. The mind will always try to come back to its idea of the Self, as what the Self actually is cannot be objectified as it is always the subject of any object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind cannot remember the glimpse in itself as in the glimpse the Self is directly attent to itself and to the objects of the mind in the recognition that they are actually One thing. Mind can only remember the situations and conditions in which the body is, and therefore when the sense of be a someone separate steps back and the glimpse fades off there will be very easily the idea that those conditions are the cause of the recognition itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is understood, immediatly any strategy to come back to the direct pereception of oneself falls apart and the memory of the glimpse is no more hold in the mind as the Self. When the image falls what is true, the Presence, reveals itself in all its clarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-4544265367049519541?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/4544265367049519541/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=4544265367049519541' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4544265367049519541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4544265367049519541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/05/memory-of-self.html' title='Memory of the Self'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6590857885147655091</id><published>2008-05-16T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:16:28.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the answer</title><content type='html'>You cannot go closer to truth. You are Truth.&lt;br /&gt;Infact each movement of the mind to perfect the image of truth, that itself is holding on to in the identification with the objects,  is actually a movement away from what you really are.&lt;br /&gt;This movement is witnessed by Awareness itself and when this witnessing becomes conscious there is no more interest in the pursuing of a mental conclusion, although an higher understanding starts, where what is understood is intellectualy clear and at the same time  is felt right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image of perfection of the mind relates always to a path to be done in time, and therefore keeps the attention away from the moment. What the seeker is seeking is not in time, but actually where the seeker is, here and now. The answer to the quest fo Truth is the seeker itself, that reveals to be in an accurate enquiry this empty Awareness that was observing all the time the seeking process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming aware of the seeking action that is often so unconscious in the rest of humanity is enough to point out that what is looking at the seeking is not an object of time, but a formless timeless Awareness that is always present. What is looking at the seeking reveals itself to be what one was seeking all the time, the permanence, the truth of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6590857885147655091?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6590857885147655091/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6590857885147655091' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6590857885147655091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6590857885147655091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-answer.html' title='You are the answer'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-5850533917326286851</id><published>2008-03-31T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T12:26:27.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geometric perfection</title><content type='html'>From Nothing to Nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Life is unfolding&lt;br /&gt;no purpose&lt;br /&gt;no reason&lt;br /&gt;no plans or decisions,&lt;br /&gt;the Dance Keeps on beating&lt;br /&gt;its rythmn through the forms&lt;br /&gt;all danced by the One&lt;br /&gt;until they will be no more.&lt;br /&gt;But what the ego calls death&lt;br /&gt;is just another action&lt;br /&gt;of Life, of Leela, the game of reflections&lt;br /&gt;fragmented in a billion&lt;br /&gt;of different me's&lt;br /&gt;the Mind Keeps on morphing&lt;br /&gt;in its spectacular scene&lt;br /&gt;of colors and forms&lt;br /&gt;all watched by the I&lt;br /&gt;the same for all bodies&lt;br /&gt;until the under standing is ripe&lt;br /&gt;for seeing that All is One&lt;br /&gt;and One is me&lt;br /&gt;the Zero, the background&lt;br /&gt;always untouched and pristine&lt;br /&gt;Or flash in Eternity&lt;br /&gt;in a geometric perfection&lt;br /&gt;Life can dissolve&lt;br /&gt;in a Heatbeat, in each millisecond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-5850533917326286851?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/5850533917326286851/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=5850533917326286851' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5850533917326286851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5850533917326286851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/03/geometric-perfection.html' title='Geometric perfection'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-3182003867535601218</id><published>2008-03-31T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T12:23:37.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting without waiting</title><content type='html'>Waiting without waiting&lt;br /&gt;on the border of Existence&lt;br /&gt;the I trembles in Joy&lt;br /&gt;as it loses its consistence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet is this pain&lt;br /&gt;of knowing that even that&lt;br /&gt;it will be fully gone&lt;br /&gt;in another step again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of impermanence&lt;br /&gt;shines into the glorious scene&lt;br /&gt;and yet the eye will not be rested&lt;br /&gt;until the background will be seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because all will have to go&lt;br /&gt;rejoined into just One light&lt;br /&gt;as this Divine's desire&lt;br /&gt;is also the me's plight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poignant piercing Bliss&lt;br /&gt;is flooding all the senses&lt;br /&gt;a waiting without waiting&lt;br /&gt;surrendering to what Is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-3182003867535601218?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/3182003867535601218/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=3182003867535601218' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3182003867535601218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3182003867535601218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/03/waiting-without-waiting.html' title='Waiting without waiting'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-2442219366012625027</id><published>2008-03-05T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T10:42:28.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty of impermanence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There is a Japanese word, "wabi sabi", the art of impermanance, the beauty of it.&lt;br /&gt;Zen art shows how beauty is using the forms to put the emphasis on the Void.&lt;br /&gt;Impermanency shows the beauty of the permanent in the realization that form is void and void is form. You could not appreciate the world unless it was changing all the time, it is its impermanent nature that allows one to appreciate it. Being totally detached and so totally attached to the world so that nothing is missed, but everything is beautified as it is seen in its true nature, Void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-2442219366012625027?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/2442219366012625027/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=2442219366012625027' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2442219366012625027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2442219366012625027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/03/beauty-of-impermanence.html' title='Beauty of impermanence'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-4982286919915315426</id><published>2008-03-05T07:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T10:41:33.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between wisdom and love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"My wish to you all, friend and seekers, is that you too will be able to flow between the two great voices of Love and Wisdom. Because Life is that flow" Nisargadatta Maharaji "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one is totally identified with Nothingness there is Wisdom, when one is totally identified with everything there is Love. Human experience flows between the two, as they are actually One recognition, of the nature of manifest and unmanifest, of permanency and impermanency. No possible to exclude one or another, only when they are both totally embraced there is balance, there is unity, wholeness, integration.&lt;br /&gt;This message do not exclude Life, if it is truly understood it actually enhances it. Experience of Oneness is the door through the melting into one's real nature, Nothingness. When the world appears again from that silence, all is, but there is not a someone that experiences it. Only then everything can experienced, felt and loved in its Totality, without a "me" that filters it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-4982286919915315426?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/4982286919915315426/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=4982286919915315426' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4982286919915315426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4982286919915315426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/03/between-wisdom-and-love.html' title='Between wisdom and love'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-5051297941492835590</id><published>2008-02-28T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:07:59.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>news from Holland</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are in Holland with Satsang. Groningen meetings went very well, lots of beautiful people turned up. Here a little example of what has being going on so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zu1XCDT1st0&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=F53353884D6A8610&amp;amp;index=5"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zu1XCDT1st0&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=F53353884D6A8610&amp;amp;index=5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-5051297941492835590?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/5051297941492835590/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=5051297941492835590' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5051297941492835590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5051297941492835590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-guys-we-are-in-holland-with-satsang.html' title='news from Holland'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7271151755135442042</id><published>2007-12-17T11:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T06:48:26.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escaping from the illusion</title><content type='html'>Manifestation is the expression of your Being, not of what you do. There is no separated individual, so there is no individual able to do or to choose anything. When the illusion to be person is present Life it will seem like the happening of something that is relatable to a someone. As this recognition to be the dreamer of the dream of life occours you will start to notice the similarities between what is experienced innerly and what appears outernly.&lt;br /&gt;But when you search for this someone you will disocver than nothing is present but the action of the mind as thoughts or feelings that belong to the moment and that changes in any istant.&lt;br /&gt;The Dream of the world is the expression of the Dreamer not as act of volition, but as expression of its nature.&lt;br /&gt;From having a dream to BEING the Dream is the passage from hell to paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deva Mata Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7271151755135442042?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7271151755135442042/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7271151755135442042' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7271151755135442042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7271151755135442042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/12/escaping-from-illusion_17.html' title='Escaping from the illusion'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-1275761591382045677</id><published>2007-12-17T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T11:33:31.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escaping from the illusion</title><content type='html'>Manifestation is the expression of your Being, not of what you do. There is no separated individual, so there is no individual able to do or to choose anything. When the illusion to be person is present Life it will seem like the happening of something that is relatable to a someone. As this recognition to be the dreamer of the dream of life occours you will start to notice the similarities between what is experienced innerly and what appears outernly.&lt;br /&gt;But when you search for this someone you will disocver than nothing is present but the action of the mind as thoughts or feelings that belong to the moment and that changes in any istant.&lt;br /&gt;The Dream of the world is the expression of the Dreamer not as act of volition, but as expression of its nature.&lt;br /&gt;From having a dream to BEING the Dream is the passage from hell to paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deva Mata Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-1275761591382045677?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/1275761591382045677/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=1275761591382045677' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1275761591382045677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1275761591382045677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/12/escaping-from-illusion.html' title='Escaping from the illusion'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8454436856799434894</id><published>2007-12-17T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T06:52:13.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free will, by Avasa</title><content type='html'>Whatever choice is made is freely made in that it is a result of the circumstances that the body/mind finds itself in, which are one thing. The chooser, the choice made and the thing chosen are One action. Consciousness and its object are always One.&lt;br /&gt;The form cannot act outside of the given circumstances of the moment that it finds itself in.&lt;br /&gt;The idea that another choice could have been made is an error, this error too is at the same time an impersonal action arising in consciousness. The choice that is made is the only one that was made because it was the only one that COULD have been made because of the circumstances of that particular moment. It was made by no one! just an action unfolding within the Whole.&lt;br /&gt;There is a train of thought that gives the impression that things can be other than they actually are but as things are as they are and not as they are not it is not provable. It is therefore just another of the many theories based upon the idea that things can be other than they are when clearly they can only be as they actually are.&lt;br /&gt;These theories, which are all based upon the holding to of the concept that there is someone within the form, tend to fall away once it is seen that there is no one and that all is action only being witnessed by an inactive Awareness.&lt;br /&gt;If it is seen that there is no one within the form in actuality then it is clear that there is no one who has free will for there is no one TO have it, yet thought arises and out of the many thoughts that appear certain ones are the ones that are put forward as choices or decisions and others are simply not put forward in this way.&lt;br /&gt;This is the mystery which will never be solved.&lt;br /&gt;That the One consciousness that lives as and through all forms naming itself “I” or “me” creates is a fact but how this does so will never be known. There is no plan prior to the appearance of the thought as it appears out of an empty Awareness.&lt;br /&gt;Although it appears that it is the thoughts and feelings themselves that are the actual stuff of creating this is not so for they themselves are made out of the non-stuff which witnesses there appearance. This witnessing Awareness which is not locatable within time and space, is the One that gives rise to them and it is this that is the actual creator.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are a manifest part of the process of manifestation.&lt;br /&gt;SO….. as long as the concept that one is something or someone within the form is believed and persists so does the concept of free will. Once this belief falls away so does the question of free will when it is seen that there is no one to have such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;The One Awareness which alone is responsible for all of creation creates freely without choices or decisions, such things are part of what is already created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodhi Avasa&lt;br /&gt;www.avasa.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8454436856799434894?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8454436856799434894/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8454436856799434894' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8454436856799434894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8454436856799434894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/12/free-will-by-avasa.html' title='Free will, by Avasa'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8917249206302362968</id><published>2007-12-17T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T06:44:19.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avasa' sharing</title><content type='html'>25/11/07&lt;br /&gt;Behind every eye receiving the images received by the eye is the one that lives as and through all form.&lt;br /&gt;What is generally believed is that there is an individual somebody or something behind the senses of what appear to be many separate forms, it is this belief that creates the sense of separation which is the cause of suffering in the human experience.&lt;br /&gt;This belief, which is no more than an assumption, is brought about and has its continuation because the assumed separate one is not looked for. When the word ME or I is used it is assumed that the word is relating to the body or something within it and as this is not actually the case the illusion of many separate me-s is created.&lt;br /&gt;The one that assumes that the word me or I is referring to an inner subjective object within the form is itself actually formless. By accepting itself as an objective figure it ceases to be able to recognise itself as no-thing, non-objective, in the misconception that it is some-thing. It is this identification with oneself as being something when the truth of oneself is that one is no-thing that causes the confusion that gives rise to suffering. This is the illusion which the Indian tradition has named Maya.&lt;br /&gt;The Source of what appears to be many separate objects is this no-thingness. It is this One that is experiencing it's own no-thingness as the experience of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;As long as this identification with the form that appears, which is no other than it's own action manifesting, continues then so does the illusion that one is a separate being amongst other separate beings and it is this sense of otherness that creates fear which then does not allow the seeing of Oneness, that all is One, that all is essentially Love and that one is equal to this.&lt;br /&gt;The only One that experiences Life as and in the human form, or any other form for that matter, is the Source itself. You and I are this source, we are the same One. Not recognising this fact this one as an apparent you and I lives the illusion of separation. What is experiencing itself in your form is the one that is also experiencing itself in all other forms, no where in all that appears is there actually separation except as a an idea that leads to the belief that it is so.&lt;br /&gt;When one recognises ones self to be nothing at all then this realisation of Oneness spontaneously appears. This nothingness, being prior to the somethingness that creates the sense of time and space, is immediately recognised to be the ever-present eternal One itself and the only One that actually is.&lt;br /&gt;This one that we all are, and that all is, is in itself still, unmoving and silent yet paradoxically it creates all action that appears as the objective experience of the world and the universe. From this place of stillness, which is not locatable in time and space, this one is witness to its own show. A one-man band as it were. Literally speaking all that you are presently experiencing as yourself and your world is a manifestation of your own Being for you are the Source. As the no-thingness you give rise to the some-thingness that appears as manifest existence which is an activity of the stillness of your Being.&lt;br /&gt;Bodhi Avasa (Avasa.net)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8917249206302362968?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8917249206302362968/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8917249206302362968' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8917249206302362968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8917249206302362968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/12/avasa-sharing.html' title='Avasa&apos; sharing'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-3922254775857966893</id><published>2007-11-26T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T03:04:37.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Avasa for his birthday</title><content type='html'>Always be yourself&lt;br /&gt;this is what you taught me my friend&lt;br /&gt;the world will not honour who does not understand&lt;br /&gt;that its root is here right where you are&lt;br /&gt;just a reflection with which to have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing freely without any safe place&lt;br /&gt;to run to, to escape and so fear to mantain&lt;br /&gt;you have risked everything all the time&lt;br /&gt;with a smile, knowing that your gambling&lt;br /&gt;was just the only way to live Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now many are seeing the gift that you shared&lt;br /&gt;in never accomplishing what you could not to bear&lt;br /&gt;to follow the mass, its illusion and bluff&lt;br /&gt;entertaining what you could not see there&lt;br /&gt;a separated me, the duality game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Freedom is such that is now Total Love&lt;br /&gt;in this Free Awareness all the world is hugged&lt;br /&gt;the light of your wisdom that is craziness too&lt;br /&gt;has put in flame this Heart untill it was mad too&lt;br /&gt;and so many other now want to say thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this lover of Truth, a master of innocence&lt;br /&gt;that takes each moment as a gift nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;each instant so precious your eye really see&lt;br /&gt;and let it be a treasure for who now you meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you mySelf, my Love, my Lord&lt;br /&gt;from darkness to light, you guru, many have brought&lt;br /&gt;and now just Light is and fear is no more&lt;br /&gt;your joy all mine, your fun my delight&lt;br /&gt;the same gratefulness now we share all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deva Mata Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-3922254775857966893?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/3922254775857966893/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=3922254775857966893' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3922254775857966893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3922254775857966893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-avasa-for-his-birthday.html' title='To Avasa for his birthday'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8684260625064422616</id><published>2007-11-21T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T02:50:13.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>about war</title><content type='html'>hi dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you stop your fighting the war and world injustices for a moment you would notice how your fighting is not so much differnt from what you dislike.&lt;br /&gt;muslims think to be right, catholics think to be right, hindu think to be right, left party think to be right, right party think to be right...what is right and what is wrong then?&lt;br /&gt;thinking to be the only one right is very arrogant and for sure source of conflict.&lt;br /&gt;did you ever saw birds flying and having a meeting for who has to be&lt;br /&gt;the one on front? did you ever see the branches of a tree fighting to grow in a direction instead than another? If an ivy kills a tree is the ivy evil? If a mommy cat eats her kitties should be put in prison?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you dont like of the war and abuse and conflict is that those things create a bad feeling in yourself. Observe it, stay with it, let it be present without pushing it away. Dont be in conflict with your conflit. Love is the answer, always. If you love yourself fully as you are you cannot do anything else but love the others. If you love your conflict it will dissolve, if you allow it to be present without pushing it away. In this dissolving what it will remain it will be what is, and what is will be reflecting what is happening in you. They are not two separate things. Take an angry person, that insults and swears at you. You dont react because what you see is someone just suffering. Nobody reacts and agrees and just sees a suffering person over there, someone that does not love himself or herself someone that is not in peace. If nobody reacts his anger will dissolve and it will turn into tears.&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine that the anger of this person resonates with the anger of someone else. The second person will agree and starts to fight togheter...on the other hand there will be someone else that will think "this is disgusting, we have to do something, we have to stop all this, it is necessary to develop solidariety". Another party will be formed, it will be made of good people fighting the conflict.&lt;br /&gt;War will start, more conflict, hate will be shared. This is how things have been so far. War keeps on existing in humanity because there is agreement on conflict, we share and agree our emotional poison. If everybody would be able to dissolve the conflict in themselve war would not probably exist as humanity is right now. We would be natural, like a tree or a bird. Animal kill each other but not out of hate. It is a matter of survival. Love is present in the eys of the gazelle as wel as in the eyes of teh lion. Love moves them.  Thereis no neurosis about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humankind has reached enough richness to allow every form to be well and safe. But there is conflict, greediness and this will perpetuate untill conflict will be stopped. And it is stopped only where you are, right now. Observe your conflict, observe how much you hate certain people or situation. You are killing yourself through another form when you hate someone, even if you are fighting for peace.  Revolution is where you are. Revolution is not about fighting, it is about turning the world and see it for what it is, your creation. You see what you wanna see in the world and you will see conflict when there is conflict in you. Conflict will stop existing for you when you will be in peace.&lt;br /&gt;In my world there is people awakening. I hope you will be in my dream, so I will be in your as Bob Dylan said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;deva mata shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8684260625064422616?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8684260625064422616/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8684260625064422616' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8684260625064422616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8684260625064422616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/11/about-war.html' title='about war'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6248959412891144857</id><published>2007-10-27T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T02:25:41.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All is Awareness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What is experiencing Life through your form is Awareness. Look well, you are aware that there is a body, probably a room, a computer, and that there are probably thoughts and feelings that are what we call mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What knows of the presence of those things is you, you know that they are there because you are aware of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you try to define this you, unless you choose to pick on memories or on objects of which you are aware of (like saying, I am so and so, I have this body that is American, or British, etc etc) you cannot describe this you. In other words, what we call "me" is always a description of something that we are aware of, not of this Awareness in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the message is, you are Awareness, an Awareness that is aware of itself (or not aware of itself) through the form called so and so. When Awareness is not aware of itSelf believes to be the objects that itself is observing, like the body called Fred or Laura. When instead is aware of itself knows to be just what is witnessing those objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are those objects? They appear IN this Awareness, and unless this Awareness is aware of them, they dont exist. This form called Shakti did not exist before it appeared for you, Awareness. This is what we mean when we say that you created me and all the rest. Because before I appear in your Awareness I simply dont exist. It is only AFTER I appeared that you can say, "yes of course Shakti comes from Italy, she has this past and so and so". So this means that all the objects, the apparent external ones like the body and the room and the inner ones, like thoughts and feelings, appear IN you Awareness, and they have been created by YOU Awareness. When you dont think a certain thought where is it that thought? It does not exists for you.&lt;br /&gt;And this is valid also for all the rest, people, cars, objects, feelings, memories. So EVERYTHING is appearing in you and disappearing in you all the time. Also the "story" of the "me" is appearing and disappearing, the story of Fred, Laura, etc. What is ACTUALLY happening in the moment is that those thoughts, the story of the me, is appearing as all the other objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all objectivity is nothing but a movement in Awareness, an action, something that appears and disappears. You dont have a body when you are in deep sleep, for you in that moment the body does not exist. The body appears in the moment in which Awareness becomes again aware of itself in the morning. This is the very opposite of what we believe. We believe to be a something in the body, or something IN the body called soul that is someway connected to something bigger like a higher Self or God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that we are God. We are this Higher Self. But this Higher Swelf is trapped in the illusion to be in a form. When you look well, when you check where is this Awareness that is Aware of everything you canot find it. Everything is, but where are you respoect all those things? Check for yourself, I dont want you to believe what I am saying. There is no need to believe, I dont believe what I am writing I can see it, right now, as well as you can if you stop holding on to the idea to be a separated individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all manifestation, being a movement of Awareness that is created by Awareness and disappers in Awareness, is nothing else than Awareness itself. This means that the body, the room, the thoughts, the feelings are nothing more than Awareness, Awareness experiencing Awareness. All is One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is no individual, where is the free of the individual? There is what is, that is arising spontansouly and freely. The apparent decisions and choices of the body are witnessed by you&lt;br /&gt;Awareness, included the ideas that there is a separated me performing them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choices are done, not as act of volition of the individual, but as an act of creation of God. So in a sense YOU, Awareness, are choosing everything. Not just what your body-mind does, but also the weather of the day, and the blowing of thw wind on the trees outside of the window. You dont choose that the wind is blowing before that the wind is blowing. It appears. You, Awareness, have created. But you have been creating it IN THE MOMENT, the Eternal moment, not before. There is no before. There is only now. And this Now is changing all the time, and it is observed by the same Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6248959412891144857?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6248959412891144857/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6248959412891144857' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6248959412891144857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6248959412891144857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-is-awareness.html' title='All is Awareness'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-1813255583487269655</id><published>2007-10-18T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T06:57:52.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being natural</title><content type='html'>It is only from the concept to be a separated entity that you can ask about being natural or artificial. You are always natural, spontanous even when there is the idea to be a confined in a body mind. Any action is infact performed ANYWAY by the Divine, even when the ignorance is present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot beocme natural, spontanous. Simply see that as an expression of the Divine even your neurosis are coming up spontanously. In fact for sure if you could decide about not having&lt;br /&gt;them you would cancel them from your Life. They appear on their own until ignorance is present, and there is nothing that an imaginary you can do to destroy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding this is of tremedous relief for a seeking mind and at the same time is totally scary for the concept to be a person. You are not in control, not even of your becoming more aware of what you are.&lt;br /&gt;The seeking goes on by itself, as well as the egoic concept and all the erratic and neurotic movements of a body mind through which ignorance is still present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is that EVERYTHING is Divine, even pollution, even falsehood. It is just our idea of God that doesnt allow one to see as everything as already totally perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerning this thing of anger, I find it a bit strange. Is an emotional need action called "love" less natural than anger? No, even if it can be more sincere. One can live in reaction or ina so called double reaction, hiding anger behind a smile. But EVEN THAT will be&lt;br /&gt;Divine. And perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-1813255583487269655?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/1813255583487269655/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=1813255583487269655' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1813255583487269655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1813255583487269655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-is-only-from-concept-to-be-separated.html' title='Being natural'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8419832293147368354</id><published>2007-10-01T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T13:35:52.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking the Graal</title><content type='html'>You asked me what is really pure&lt;br /&gt;In a world of masks the illusion endures&lt;br /&gt;the do and the don’t, the good and the bad&lt;br /&gt;immoral and moral until you will understand&lt;br /&gt;that Truth is not in the objectivity realm&lt;br /&gt;but in the eyes of who is observing the glare&lt;br /&gt;of this play of Light that appears as Life&lt;br /&gt;in that empty I the Graal you will find.&lt;br /&gt;We are all like Percival seeking to quench&lt;br /&gt;this unavoidable thirst for what has no end&lt;br /&gt;something that lasts more than an eyelash beat&lt;br /&gt;such is the length of life of the human being&lt;br /&gt;after a while it is clear that is not&lt;br /&gt;in money, in sex, in the right kind of work&lt;br /&gt;not even in what religions declare&lt;br /&gt;the paradise comes always after your death&lt;br /&gt;not an easy place if you need a good rest&lt;br /&gt;when you are tired to try to come to terms&lt;br /&gt;with the world and yourself a never-ending quest&lt;br /&gt;there is no solution that will manifest&lt;br /&gt;but right here, right now where you stand&lt;br /&gt;that purity watches the sinners and saints&lt;br /&gt;uninvolved by both&lt;br /&gt;this empty Awareness&lt;br /&gt;it will witness it all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8419832293147368354?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8419832293147368354/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8419832293147368354' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8419832293147368354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8419832293147368354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/10/seeking-graal.html' title='Seeking the Graal'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-5480177082138382216</id><published>2007-09-30T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T03:50:56.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great rap</title><content type='html'>this is great! check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;VideoID=11143482"&gt;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;VideoID=11143482&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;VideoID=11143482"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-5480177082138382216?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/5480177082138382216/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=5480177082138382216' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5480177082138382216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5480177082138382216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/09/great-rap.html' title='Great rap'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-4466823062860681356</id><published>2007-09-30T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T03:58:15.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Invitation</title><content type='html'>I have been read this poem in a retreat not so long ago by a friend. It touched me deeply. Yesterday again another friend have read it to me, and I feel it is appropriate to put it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Invitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Oriah Mountain Dreamer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-4466823062860681356?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/4466823062860681356/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=4466823062860681356' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4466823062860681356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4466823062860681356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-been-read-this-poem-in-retreat.html' title='The Invitation'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-341277372747259181</id><published>2007-09-04T08:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T08:19:26.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the kingfisher</title><content type='html'>IT was the Rainbow gave thee birth,&lt;br /&gt;    And left thee all her lovely hues; &lt;br /&gt;And, as her mother's name was Tears,&lt;br /&gt;    So runs it in my blood to choose &lt;br /&gt;For haunts the lonely pools, and keep&lt;br /&gt;In company with trees that weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go you and, with such glorious hues,&lt;br /&gt;    Live with proud peacocks in green parks; &lt;br /&gt;On lawns as smooth as shining glass,&lt;br /&gt;    Let every feather show its marks; &lt;br /&gt;Get thee on boughs and clap thy wings&lt;br /&gt;Before the windows of proud kings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nay, lovely Bird, thou art not vain;&lt;br /&gt;    Thou hast no proud, ambitious mind; &lt;br /&gt;I also love a quiet place&lt;br /&gt;    That's green, away from all mankind; &lt;br /&gt;A lonely pool, and let a tree&lt;br /&gt;Sigh with her bosom over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    W.H. Davies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-341277372747259181?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/341277372747259181/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=341277372747259181' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/341277372747259181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/341277372747259181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/09/kingfisher.html' title='the kingfisher'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-1386768102037443624</id><published>2007-08-24T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T02:50:19.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>questioning</title><content type='html'>Any action performed is totally divine, impersonal and necessary as it is actually performed by God itself in the unfolding of the understanding of itself.&lt;br /&gt;"Who am I?" is the natural question that arises from Awareness itself through each form. When the answer to this question is seen to be the questioner itself what remains is the simple happening of what is, and the questioning dies in the fire of the understanding.&lt;br /&gt;this fire cannot be pushed away or prevented or either be encouraged through any tecquiques or methods, as it is ALREADY unfolding in the most perfect way through the circustamces of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-1386768102037443624?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/1386768102037443624/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=1386768102037443624' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1386768102037443624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1386768102037443624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/08/questioning.html' title='questioning'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-4227991238399879806</id><published>2007-08-24T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T01:29:20.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taking personally</title><content type='html'>Whenever an action that appears to be coming from or through an apparent other hurts us or causes us offence it is because there is not the seeing of One consciousness in that moment.&lt;br /&gt;ALL action is of the One and what one experiences indicates where one stands in relationship to this realisation of Oneness.&lt;br /&gt;If one were to be able to never take anything personally then the concept of being an individual person would fall away, all action then would be seen to be from One source, impersonal and just what IS.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever one's experience is it is the one that consciousness is having in that moment through that form and as such it is perfect for it is the ONLY one that can be happening in that moment.&lt;br /&gt;Once the personality concept has dissolved all is seen to be the One unfolding , all then is unfolding in the only way that it can. All is seen in its utter perfect by that same perfection.&lt;br /&gt;Much Love to all who read this Avasa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-4227991238399879806?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/4227991238399879806/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=4227991238399879806' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4227991238399879806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4227991238399879806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/08/taking-personally.html' title='taking personally'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-94694768590901244</id><published>2007-08-14T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T11:24:43.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Presence</title><content type='html'>I love your absence&lt;br /&gt;more than your presence&lt;br /&gt;in this what you are is revelaed more fully&lt;br /&gt;here I really meet you&lt;br /&gt;no more distance to cover&lt;br /&gt;just here where I am&lt;br /&gt;is where you are&lt;br /&gt;this absence is my real Presence&lt;br /&gt;is your real nature&lt;br /&gt;so vainly the mind was avoiding this sense of lack&lt;br /&gt;filling it with strategies to push away the pain&lt;br /&gt;of an Heart that has to be broken fully&lt;br /&gt;to see that this Love doesn't know any need&lt;br /&gt;here I see your face,&lt;br /&gt;that is all mine&lt;br /&gt;faceless Awareness&lt;br /&gt;bright Light&lt;br /&gt;void of any image and concept,&lt;br /&gt;pure...&lt;br /&gt;Love did all this&lt;br /&gt;Love was calling and I could not resist&lt;br /&gt;It had your voice that was mine as well&lt;br /&gt;It has been always calling&lt;br /&gt;and I am its answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-94694768590901244?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/94694768590901244/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=94694768590901244' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/94694768590901244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/94694768590901244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/08/true-presence.html' title='True Presence'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-3596773422747068037</id><published>2007-08-14T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T05:09:05.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Love dies...</title><content type='html'>Hi guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to share what has been happening for me in the few last days. I think it is something we all have come across in our life and so I feel is good to share it here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a relantionship ends what hurts is that the Love is present but the object of Love has gone. The absense of the other is actually revealing that Love even more clearly. The mind can then take over again and imagine that this Love is coming still from the object and try in some way to come back with the other person. In alternative this Love is denied and even more suffering will be present.&lt;br /&gt;In a sense more there is letting go of the other and more the Love will be strong.&lt;br /&gt;If one can remain open in this Love what will be revealed is that what was imagined to be the object of our Love is only the reflection of it. The Love is even more present now in our life because is no more linked to an object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun is shining all over without avoiding anything so this Love will encompass everything, including the person with which our previous lover might be with now. The situation is seen to be all led by Love itSelf that has been orchestrating the perfect situation to be able to reveal itself to itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one discovers infact oneself to be is that this Love is actually one's own Being that creates the play of the twoness, the male and the female, to enjoy itself. When Love comes back to itself in a sense it dies, and only Presence remains. It is seen that there is no object AND no subject of this Love, but just Lov-ING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Loving is what creates all the manifestation for the pure delight of making experience of itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-3596773422747068037?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/3596773422747068037/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=3596773422747068037' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3596773422747068037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3596773422747068037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-love-dies.html' title='When Love dies...'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8028592076274636181</id><published>2007-08-07T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:59:31.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homing in</title><content type='html'>Homing in&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;the beloved is back&lt;br /&gt;the lover is dead&lt;br /&gt;heart stroke they say&lt;br /&gt;too much bliss&lt;br /&gt;got melted in peace&lt;br /&gt;homing in&lt;br /&gt;so sweet&lt;br /&gt;a place never left&lt;br /&gt;just imagined to be elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;in a man&lt;br /&gt;in a path&lt;br /&gt;in a goal&lt;br /&gt;so false&lt;br /&gt;what a bluff&lt;br /&gt;it was always here&lt;br /&gt;already&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;so blutlanty obvious&lt;br /&gt;no in&lt;br /&gt;no out&lt;br /&gt;just here, now&lt;br /&gt;this Bright Presence&lt;br /&gt;in which all shines in&lt;br /&gt;the Inner Light&lt;br /&gt;the Outern One&lt;br /&gt;they meet&lt;br /&gt;in an inner kiss&lt;br /&gt;in a total embrace&lt;br /&gt;Light overshines Light&lt;br /&gt;Love waves overlapping Love waves&lt;br /&gt;the Zero is felt&lt;br /&gt;approaching&lt;br /&gt;I am trembling&lt;br /&gt;in joy&lt;br /&gt;Home, Sweet Home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8028592076274636181?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8028592076274636181/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8028592076274636181' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8028592076274636181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8028592076274636181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/08/homing-in_07.html' title='Homing in'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6924403848009171391</id><published>2007-08-05T00:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:47:40.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gurupurmina Moon</title><content type='html'>I danced with the Moon this nite my friend &lt;br /&gt;she showed me all things I could not understand &lt;br /&gt;she whispered in my ears a sweet lullaby &lt;br /&gt;enlightening gently mind's shadow passing by &lt;br /&gt;she embraced me softly with her silver hands &lt;br /&gt;weaving me in spirals to be once again &lt;br /&gt;aware of this Emptiness Eternally Alive &lt;br /&gt;that nothing is but my real still I. &lt;br /&gt;No lover is there to be loved anymore &lt;br /&gt;only Love really is and take many forms &lt;br /&gt;as much as the mind can ever imagine &lt;br /&gt;in a moment all is seen and then dissolved again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6924403848009171391?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6924403848009171391/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6924403848009171391' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6924403848009171391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6924403848009171391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/08/gurupurmina-moon.html' title='Gurupurmina Moon'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-3006780391852310486</id><published>2007-08-04T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:47:25.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Love is</title><content type='html'>If you can remain open to Love also when your Heart is broken, if you can look at lovers kissing and feel their joy as your own, if you can dance at the rhythm of Life even when there is pain and everything is senseless then, and only then you can truly know what Love really is, beyond your fear and your desire, the lust and the romance, all is meditation, all is revealed to be the Beloved, not a man or a woman, but your own Being, radiating infinitly beyond time and space, fate and change. The other disappears togheter with expectation, need, blame, guilt, shame. When you meet the Beloved within then your climax is total, you are in Love with Life itSelf, and you disappear in this Total Orgasm, boundless, free, fully and completly satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;All is then celebration of this Love and wha was once fear is seen to be the joy out of which your dream is weaved.&lt;br /&gt;You are not worthy of this and you will never be.&lt;br /&gt;You will never be able to achieve this and you cannot lose it, just imagining that this can be. &lt;br /&gt;Wake up, this is your call.&lt;br /&gt;Love is calling, it has been always calling. The answer is always in front of you, all the time. Any manifestation, any situation in which you find yourself apparently  involved is nothing but your Consciousness unfolding and mirroring the fact that all is One, all is You. &lt;br /&gt;This is your own prayer manifesting and you are the one that is praying AND the one that is listening.&lt;br /&gt;May you always be in this listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-3006780391852310486?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/3006780391852310486/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=3006780391852310486' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3006780391852310486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3006780391852310486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-love-is.html' title='What Love is'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-5621573656855916782</id><published>2007-08-04T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:39:08.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love obeys</title><content type='html'>Dance, dance sweet lover of Truth&lt;br /&gt;the rhythm of Life is asking you to&lt;br /&gt;drop any fear any illusion of the two&lt;br /&gt;melting in Love, the "me" barriers breaking through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path is not easy, unless you are willing&lt;br /&gt;to let any idea of what is fulfilling &lt;br /&gt;to reveal all its lack, its senseless pay-off,&lt;br /&gt;and resting in the Void that you did not want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind creates shadows of what you believe&lt;br /&gt;to be the solution for resting in peace&lt;br /&gt;so vane these attempts, at the end you will see&lt;br /&gt;that everything IS already as you wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because all is obeying to this Love that you are&lt;br /&gt;creating the scene so perfectly set up&lt;br /&gt;that you will catch in a moment that the illusory outside&lt;br /&gt;is not really apart from what you imagine is inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-5621573656855916782?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/5621573656855916782/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=5621573656855916782' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5621573656855916782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5621573656855916782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-obeys.html' title='Love obeys'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-509485745874018094</id><published>2007-07-27T02:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T02:24:14.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Love</title><content type='html'>I am the arrow&lt;br /&gt;that you throw in the sky&lt;br /&gt;that casts out the ignorance&lt;br /&gt;from those who hide&lt;br /&gt;from this Perfect Love&lt;br /&gt;that asks each man&lt;br /&gt;to drop any fear and&lt;br /&gt;live from Emptiness &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am your mirror&lt;br /&gt;on which you dance,&lt;br /&gt;the rytmn of Life&lt;br /&gt;you hold in your hands&lt;br /&gt;you are Lord Shiva&lt;br /&gt;the Divine danceur&lt;br /&gt;I am the Dance&lt;br /&gt;that will never end&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;United forever&lt;br /&gt;because One cannot be&lt;br /&gt;without the other&lt;br /&gt;as they will always exist&lt;br /&gt;as just One Thing&lt;br /&gt;Shining as two&lt;br /&gt;to create the world&lt;br /&gt;of the me and the you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No woman can&lt;br /&gt;sustain this pain&lt;br /&gt;only God can endure&lt;br /&gt;this sacred aim&lt;br /&gt;to dissolve the fear&lt;br /&gt;and the sense of two&lt;br /&gt;the Shakti ItSelf&lt;br /&gt;I am This for You.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In every womb&lt;br /&gt;you have left your seed&lt;br /&gt;I am the space&lt;br /&gt;in which you melted in peace&lt;br /&gt;that faces all mine&lt;br /&gt;now I see&lt;br /&gt;because wherever&lt;br /&gt;you go&lt;br /&gt;all is Me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Exausted in strife&lt;br /&gt;this Heart has broken&lt;br /&gt;no woman's desire&lt;br /&gt;is left to say&lt;br /&gt;a will or a need&lt;br /&gt;in order to mantain&lt;br /&gt;the illusion of a me&lt;br /&gt;farhead from her mate.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am the Light&lt;br /&gt;that reflects itSelf&lt;br /&gt;in the Empty Void&lt;br /&gt;I manifest&lt;br /&gt;as trees&lt;br /&gt;as storm&lt;br /&gt;as lovers&lt;br /&gt;as wind&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;whispering forever&lt;br /&gt;this Love&lt;br /&gt;of you and me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-509485745874018094?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/509485745874018094/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=509485745874018094' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/509485745874018094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/509485745874018094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-love.html' title='One Love'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-5706518227270469572</id><published>2007-07-25T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T02:25:42.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance and love</title><content type='html'>Romanticism is the only way in which the psycological mind imagines what is  unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;BUT romanticims keeps in the place the cult of the pairs, the me and the you, the separation. It has in itself the the seed of fear, the seed of fear of losing the beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unconditional love is totally beyond the mind's congecture, it is the seeing that the state of fact of things IS the only thing that can happen AND it is therefore PERFECT. All happening is simply the action of One Being that one recognizes itSelf to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is where there is no other to love, but Love itSelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-5706518227270469572?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/5706518227270469572/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=5706518227270469572' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5706518227270469572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5706518227270469572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/07/romance-and-love.html' title='Romance and love'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7877020693202843087</id><published>2007-07-17T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T11:06:03.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be grateful</title><content type='html'>If you wanna leave the world a better place, then be first of all gratefuil for what is. the wanting it better comes infact from not liking what is present. It is a certain signal of unacceptance for what is around you. What good can you do in the world if you move from not acceptance not openess?&lt;br /&gt;so, first of all be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful that you exist as a form. Be grateful for the breathing that goes on its own keeps alive the body, the beating of your heart that keep on pumping blood...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is for granted, be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;This gratefulness will expand in your Life, you will see how perfectly everythng already unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;In this gratefulness the world that at first appeared in conflict will trasmute itself in an Eden Garden. Because it is not separated from you. It is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much Love&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7877020693202843087?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7877020693202843087/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7877020693202843087' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7877020693202843087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7877020693202843087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/07/be-grateful.html' title='Be grateful'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8821379229986691113</id><published>2007-07-17T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T03:11:10.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing free</title><content type='html'>No more desire&lt;br /&gt;to bend what is&lt;br /&gt;the mind fell exausted &lt;br /&gt;from doing his jigs&lt;br /&gt;so vane attempt &lt;br /&gt;to change what comes&lt;br /&gt;not seeing the illusion&lt;br /&gt;of the imagined results. &lt;br /&gt;whatever is &lt;br /&gt;it's the Self desire&lt;br /&gt;of breaking free  &lt;br /&gt;from all the ties &lt;br /&gt;that bound the Divine&lt;br /&gt;to the size of a form&lt;br /&gt;to go beyond the "me" barriers &lt;br /&gt;and suffer no more.&lt;br /&gt;What then remains&lt;br /&gt;it is no more a will&lt;br /&gt;a want, a preference, &lt;br /&gt;a must or a need&lt;br /&gt;just Life's loving currents&lt;br /&gt;bring the body to act&lt;br /&gt;completly abandoned &lt;br /&gt;to what  manifests&lt;br /&gt;just delight to see&lt;br /&gt;that what appears&lt;br /&gt;comes from the Radiance&lt;br /&gt;of what once was one's fear&lt;br /&gt;that Joy is the root&lt;br /&gt;of the Dream itself&lt;br /&gt;and everything unfolds&lt;br /&gt;at the rythm of your Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8821379229986691113?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8821379229986691113/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8821379229986691113' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8821379229986691113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8821379229986691113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/07/dancing-free.html' title='Dancing free'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8513965796961994574</id><published>2007-07-12T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T05:37:18.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer serenade</title><content type='html'>Everything is the same and yet all is new&lt;br /&gt;the street, the traffic noise, the windows view&lt;br /&gt;the day unfolds and we unfold with it&lt;br /&gt;just actions, events, in this witnessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing special in this simple seeing&lt;br /&gt;that all JUST IS, and nobody is living&lt;br /&gt;these empty forms, these hollow puppets&lt;br /&gt;just strokes created by Love's brushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fool the man that still believes that&lt;br /&gt;wisdom will come one day to him&lt;br /&gt;it is not a business that you can achieve&lt;br /&gt;there is no a guru that will bring you to IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as Truth just is, so plain, so clear&lt;br /&gt;like a summer day, in a slow and sweet gear&lt;br /&gt;in which nothing happens apparently&lt;br /&gt;but all is revealed to be a God's jolly wink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8513965796961994574?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8513965796961994574/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8513965796961994574' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8513965796961994574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8513965796961994574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-serenade.html' title='summer serenade'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6762375749608564705</id><published>2007-07-11T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T05:56:27.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>letting go never ends</title><content type='html'>Nothing is mine, &lt;br /&gt;not this body&lt;br /&gt;not this mind,&lt;br /&gt;as nothing I have&lt;br /&gt;not even this I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From having to being&lt;br /&gt;the lesson is strict&lt;br /&gt;not a figment of me&lt;br /&gt;can resist &lt;br /&gt;to the abyss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because my own flame&lt;br /&gt;of the Love that I am&lt;br /&gt;claimed back &lt;br /&gt;to have everything&lt;br /&gt;that I wanted to protect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most precious gifts&lt;br /&gt;are now given to God&lt;br /&gt;not knowing if anything&lt;br /&gt;will be back or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a surrender has happened&lt;br /&gt;that no one has done &lt;br /&gt;just a letting go started  &lt;br /&gt;of which the "I" is a part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because nothing is mine&lt;br /&gt;and yet THIS I AM&lt;br /&gt;the Nothing that is All&lt;br /&gt;in a letting go that never ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6762375749608564705?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6762375749608564705/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6762375749608564705' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6762375749608564705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6762375749608564705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/07/letting-go-never-ends.html' title='letting go never ends'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-3883450159250792848</id><published>2007-07-08T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T09:47:32.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again in Love</title><content type='html'>Again in Love&lt;br /&gt;this time so big&lt;br /&gt;another reflection&lt;br /&gt;to fall in with&lt;br /&gt;It is just a mirror&lt;br /&gt;of the thirst within&lt;br /&gt;that brings the One&lt;br /&gt;to seek for peace.&lt;br /&gt;It will never come&lt;br /&gt;until you search&lt;br /&gt;that Source is Here&lt;br /&gt;where you can fulfill&lt;br /&gt;that inner call&lt;br /&gt;for Beauty and Truth&lt;br /&gt;that moves the hearts&lt;br /&gt;to follow through&lt;br /&gt;this illusory path&lt;br /&gt;from a me to a you.&lt;br /&gt;Bewitched by what&lt;br /&gt;we believe outside&lt;br /&gt;that beloved is but&lt;br /&gt;a reflection of I&lt;br /&gt;the same of all&lt;br /&gt;with one thousand faces&lt;br /&gt;towards which I bow&lt;br /&gt;with true gratefullness.&lt;br /&gt;May this One&lt;br /&gt;always see&lt;br /&gt;that there is no need&lt;br /&gt;to move away&lt;br /&gt;from this place so still&lt;br /&gt;where you really meet&lt;br /&gt;that Love that you&lt;br /&gt;can only BE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-3883450159250792848?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/3883450159250792848/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=3883450159250792848' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3883450159250792848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3883450159250792848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/07/again-in-love.html' title='Again in Love'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8114616736468455935</id><published>2007-07-08T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T08:12:38.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>How much Love is asked to overcome yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Your pride, your blame, your guilt, your shame&lt;br /&gt;To become whole, being able to say again&lt;br /&gt;that all is One and you cant complain&lt;br /&gt;that your day is hard, that you did not want,&lt;br /&gt;that you are sorry, that yet you did much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a shadow untill Light will come&lt;br /&gt;to shine all through where the mind still marrs&lt;br /&gt;with all its questions, its whys and whens&lt;br /&gt;that seek security in the manifest.&lt;br /&gt;With a storm at times that Light will arrive&lt;br /&gt;to wash down all the efforts and all the strifes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blessed rain will then come down&lt;br /&gt;destroying what the mind seek always how&lt;br /&gt;to control and preserve in all its fear&lt;br /&gt;to lose something that is already Here&lt;br /&gt;At times more gentle this rain will drip&lt;br /&gt;on open hands that dont want to grip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over an illusion that it is clearly seen&lt;br /&gt;to have its foundation on this empty screen.&lt;br /&gt;This polished, fresh, evernew silent Void&lt;br /&gt;that through each eye can shine with joy&lt;br /&gt;when it stops holding on what is unreal&lt;br /&gt;and you fall in Love where Love is, Here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8114616736468455935?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8114616736468455935/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8114616736468455935' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8114616736468455935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8114616736468455935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-973502906033758367</id><published>2007-06-15T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T04:22:32.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No level of seeing</title><content type='html'>There are no level of Enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;Or it is seen that one is not the body-mind, or it is not seen.&lt;br /&gt;And this seeing happens, or it does not, without any possible help or hindurance by the imaginary individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-973502906033758367?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/973502906033758367/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=973502906033758367' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/973502906033758367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/973502906033758367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-are-no-level-of-enlightenment.html' title='No level of seeing'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7387385111047836750</id><published>2007-06-15T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T01:44:16.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crisis</title><content type='html'>When your mind is confused do not try to sort out things. Simple observe how that confusion is coming up from something very clear that is observing that confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What our mind calls confusion is often the destroying of old patterns and concepts that for some reason go into crisis. We try to live our life based on ideas that society, family, teachers give us.&lt;br /&gt;Life has instead usually totally different turns, because it does not happen based on pre-conceived ideas, but it unfolds spontanously in each istant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all the time that Life challenges our concepts about it, a crisis comes up.&lt;br /&gt;This crisis is actually very healthy if we let it unfold fully, letting the fire provoked by the crisis burn totally. What we do instead is usually try to build up a strategy for not feeling that crisis. Escaping creates just more conflict, because is based on the idea that we are separated individuals, able to behave indipendently by all the rest of the Universe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha fact is that the crisis is not involving us directly, but jus our ideas about ourselve. What we are all the time is infact that clarity that is observing the confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dying of these concepts about ourselves, we are finally able to enjoy Life as it comes, without fighting it all the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this letting go we discover that actually Life IS going as we want, but not as we THOUGHT that it should have been. It is already unfolding in the best way possible but we could not see it because the holding on to a concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day, as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7387385111047836750?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7387385111047836750/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7387385111047836750' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7387385111047836750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7387385111047836750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/06/crisis.html' title='A Crisis'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-4681766711765724286</id><published>2007-06-09T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:37:05.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowering to Unconditional Love</title><content type='html'>When you rest in Love there is no possibility to close your Heart again even if a person that we are in love with is abandoning us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Heart is not fully open there will be suffering about this, and the suffering will come from the burning of our egoic resistances. Love will be there anyway, but not in the conditions that our mind is telling us. The flowering of Unconditional Love is going infact to shutter the barrier that our mind is putting on to survive to itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not a feeling you are going to feel, but the recognition that all forms are happening in your Being, that there is not in truth any separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact until this recognition will not happen you dont know what Love really is. Your relantionships until that moment will be based on need of affection and fear to be alone. Until need and fear are not fully burnt in this flame of Love, suffering will be present and no relantionship will be fully satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-4681766711765724286?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/4681766711765724286/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=4681766711765724286' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4681766711765724286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4681766711765724286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/06/flowering-to-unconditional-love.html' title='Flowering to Unconditional Love'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-8092463492155319150</id><published>2007-06-05T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T07:54:45.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgment on feelings</title><content type='html'>Just feel what you feel, without any judgement or repression.&lt;br /&gt;We are not responsible for what we feel. A feeling like attraction for another body just arises out of Emptiness and only then the mind says "this is MY feeling" adding a little ego-flag on the top.&lt;br /&gt;Immediatly the feeling will be less intense and "pure" because part of its energy will be robbed by the ego concept.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we not only claim the property of the feeling but also the thought "i should not feel this" arrives. Even THAT thought does not belong to us...usually when the feeling arises we cannot just observe it but we try to analyse it, finding a reason why we feel what we feel. There is no reason for anything. Feeling, thoughts, actions just arise and Awareness registers them.&lt;br /&gt;If the ego concept is present these feelings, thoughts and actions will be experienced as if they do belong to a particular body mind. The fact that we can feel a feeling just means that the body is able to perceive that vibration that arises out of Emptiness. Actually as we recognize that we are this empty space around and in everything and no more an imaginary person in a body, we can perceive for the first time feelings and emotions in a pure way. we will experience the feelings 100%, but we will not be attached to them so they will go away as they arrived. What we will experience will be a constant gentle joy without reason in which everything appears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-8092463492155319150?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/8092463492155319150/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=8092463492155319150' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8092463492155319150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/8092463492155319150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/06/judgment-on-feelings.html' title='Judgment on feelings'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-3039777112970668842</id><published>2007-06-05T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T07:46:22.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>Whatever appears on the screen of Life seems to be so real. Sometimes we are attracted by some characters of the movie, sometimes we hate them and we are in conflict with them.&lt;br /&gt;We suffer because we would like to have a different situation for us, we try to change the story from the movie itself. This is just an useless effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only acceptance, real acceptance, can change your life. When you accept everything without no desire of changing, when you truly see that whatever happens on the screen is just&lt;br /&gt;your own Consciousness, Life changes, because your Consciouness is changing.&lt;br /&gt;In you there is no more conflict, so the conflict will not be express on the apparent outern reality. If in you there is acceptance and joy, your Life will express this. From there, you can Love without any preference, because you are Love itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe the emotions and thoughts that come through the body. Only who sees clearly that Life is just a dance of shadows in the Light of Awareness can truly Love someone. Love is not an emotion, is our true essence. Until you can see clearly  that everything is just Love&lt;br /&gt;you will be trapped in the game of desires and emotions, taking the part of one character or an other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be detached, let Life lives you, observe all the feelings, thoughts and emotions, good or bad, without holding to none of them. They are all expressions of the Love that you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept Life. It is your gift to yourself, also when it appears to be full of problems. You need them because they carry you a message of acceptance. Accept yourself as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-3039777112970668842?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/3039777112970668842/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=3039777112970668842' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3039777112970668842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/3039777112970668842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/06/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-7831875304718335645</id><published>2007-05-31T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T01:52:59.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Alone</title><content type='html'>The feeling of being alone is right. You are alone, you are ONE, because there is just One Being.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is that there is still in you the idea to be a someone that is alone, and you feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Stay with that feeling and observe it. Observe how this feeling is known by something that is not a feeling, an Awareness that is aware of everything that appears in your apparent inner and outern reality.&lt;br /&gt;You are what is aware of the feeling, just Pure Awareness. That Pure Awareness is the same One that is living through any form.&lt;br /&gt;There, you are never separated by anybody.&lt;br /&gt;This is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-7831875304718335645?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/7831875304718335645/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=7831875304718335645' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7831875304718335645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/7831875304718335645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/05/feeling-alone.html' title='Feeling Alone'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-1016826834118706691</id><published>2007-05-30T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:38:23.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;All your fears are based on the idea that you are separated from what is appearing in your life.&lt;br /&gt;The fear is that you can do something as separated individual that might affect positivly or negativly what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not actually the case because&lt;br /&gt;whatever your body mind is going to do or intend to do is anyway the only thing that can happen, and there is no a separated you that can perfom it outside of what is appearing in the whole Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts and feelings as well as your actions are infact just actions happening through your form, but you do not choose them before their appearing, therefore you are not in control of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you feel insecure about something, did you choose to feel like that or simply is happening? This is absolutly true about anything that happens through your form. As soon as you realize this you will stop to think that you can do errors and mistakes or that thingz can be different from what they actually are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is in perfect harmony in the Universe all the times, so do not try to control what is appearing in your life or through your form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love cannot be recognized in your Life as something already present 100% until there is fear. And fear will disappear when you will stop trying to be in control of something that you are not in control of. You are not in control of Life or of yourself despite what appears to be, because the whole thing is happening anyway, included your desires and fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful thing is that you do not need to be in control. All the Universe is not separated from you, is YOU. It is the desire and the fear (that are the same thing) to have things different that create conflict in your life and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So step back, see that there is no need of worry. You are perfectly ok as you are, and more you see this and more harmoniously your reality is presented to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-1016826834118706691?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/1016826834118706691/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=1016826834118706691' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1016826834118706691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/1016826834118706691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/05/fears.html' title='Fears'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-5276314723856506739</id><published>2007-05-30T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:37:04.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Freedom is to see that what you really are does not need to get free, because it is already free 100%.&lt;br /&gt;Fear is just an illusion we get caged in, it is just a bad habit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your true nature is freedom. And yet we seek it and seek it, and just ecause of this, we miss it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-5276314723856506739?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/5276314723856506739/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=5276314723856506739' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5276314723856506739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/5276314723856506739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/05/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-2856942571851116162</id><published>2007-05-30T00:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:46:44.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusion of a cage</title><content type='html'>So beautiful to see that the cage you think to be in is just your mind projecting impossibilities in your reality... chains are there just because we are scared of seeing that we are already free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-2856942571851116162?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/2856942571851116162/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=2856942571851116162' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2856942571851116162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2856942571851116162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/05/illusion-of-cage.html' title='Illusion of a cage'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-2783968269091669201</id><published>2007-05-29T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T05:23:57.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Empty Mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In every meeting you have, you meet always yourSelf. In every meeting what you really seek is yourSelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times you meet yourSelf through a form in which the cast of ignorance has been destroyed and you manage to give yourself informations clear cut about what you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you recognize this kind of meeting because the apparent other that is talking to you through a book, a video or even an email seems to know you better than what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens because the apparent other is really You, but a You in which it has been seen the illusion of a separated me in the body mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship with this one is the deepest friendship you can find because is not not based on fear or need. With this one you share the recognition to be the same Being, that is true Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recognition that is clear and steady from the side of the apparent other is going to be fully seen also from your side when the reflection is completly brought home, to the Source that you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning infact you imagine that there is someone else in front of you speaking until you see that there is no a someone, but simply yourself all the time. Nobody could infact know you so well but you yourSelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this revelation happens the apparent other and your image of yourself both melt in the recognition to be the same Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-2783968269091669201?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/2783968269091669201/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=2783968269091669201' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2783968269091669201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/2783968269091669201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/05/lo-specchio-vuoto.html' title='The Empty Mirror'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-4000276607539443255</id><published>2007-05-28T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T05:23:16.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone told me this morning about praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two types of prayers, prayers for obtaining something, based on the fear of not having what we want- based on seeking in an impermanent world and therefore cause of suffering- and prayers based on gratefulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first ones are those kind of mental strategies in which often spiritual life consists of, "I will be good and accepting to obtain Heaven, Enlightenment, Nirvana" ect...they are the tecniques with which we try to escape from our personal hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last ones are not really prayers, they are more a big thank you to the creator for what appears in our lives. they are the mantras of Love, the halleluyas we sing at times to Existance. That is why when these things comes from the right place have such a an effect on us, they open the Heart, it is a thanking that we give and receive at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that praying arise until you think that God is separated from you. it is natural for God itself seeking itself through each forms included the ones that we call human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it is seen (by God itself) that nothing is separated from you, to who would you pray and for what? there will be no need for asking, just enjoying what is already appearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until that moment the best prayer is "I wish for everything to be as it is", it is "amen"...this is the trust that whatever is creating our world is doing it for the best, even when it is not wat we want. it is often although what we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murders, violence, negativity that we see in the world are nothing but the reflection of the conflicts that we entertain in ourselves. a conflict that we cannot overcome unless there is acceptance and aknowledgement of its presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting wars mantain wars, see them for what they are, the places in which Love has not yet recognized itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratefulness will keep arising, even if no more in the form of praying. It will be like the song of the bird, joyful to be alive, for no reason, in Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;shakti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,helvetica,arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-4000276607539443255?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/4000276607539443255/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=4000276607539443255' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4000276607539443255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/4000276607539443255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/05/pregare.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696958638125539594.post-6232538138476878659</id><published>2007-04-29T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T05:34:34.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awakening</title><content type='html'>When real understanding happens, you are that understanding.&lt;br /&gt;the sharing of it will be a sharing of Being, the same of all these forms.&lt;br /&gt;the resonance will vibrates from within, shaking all the structures of&lt;br /&gt;identification. if those structure's falling are welcome radiance and&lt;br /&gt;Love will be experienced, a gratitude that is not directed towards&lt;br /&gt;someone, but towards existence itself, towards the Self itSelf.&lt;br /&gt;at times that resonance will encouter something in which there is&lt;br /&gt;still an holding on to as real. Reaction will happen, as the shaking&lt;br /&gt;off is talking place despite the resisting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the peels of the ego have been chipped away nothing remains,&lt;br /&gt;the same nothing that was pushing from the apparent outside as&lt;br /&gt;masters, books, Life etc and the apparent within....the Light is&lt;br /&gt;pushing destroying the illusion and only Light remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As empty shells blown by the divine Breath we will then dance in Life...our joy&lt;br /&gt;just the living of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my new blog!&lt;br /&gt;Shakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696958638125539594-6232538138476878659?l=selfrecognition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/feeds/6232538138476878659/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696958638125539594&amp;postID=6232538138476878659' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6232538138476878659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696958638125539594/posts/default/6232538138476878659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfrecognition.blogspot.com/2007/04/risveglio.html' title='Awakening'/><author><name>Shakti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17234918693568663388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/266/1061640458755559/1600/z/438136/gse_multipart45315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
