Time can go fast or slow, but in the meantime the players have finished playing the seventh and the eighth game. Perhaps many of them play in the hope, or to wake up, and at this stage it is important not to get confused, do not be misled and remember what awakening is not.
Spiritual practices should not be a means to achieve a pleasant emotional states.
The essence of revival is not in the experience of positive emotions. On the contrary, it may be the awakening is not easy and not so pleasant experience.
It's not so easy when Rushan our illusions, not easy to abandon traditional ideas. We can persistently keep even the illusions that cause us great suffering, not wanting to accept them.
From the outset, it is important to find out how serious about student - whether he really wants to know the truth, or he just wants to feel better?
The process of finding the truth is not always accompanied by the pleasant experiences alone. It will require us to honesty, sincerity and truthfulness in regard to many things, but it is not always easy.

And the players continue to play:

Probably one of the most beautiful gifts that I open during the game and life in general, is a journey to herself. It is a deep inner peace and awareness of the Divinity of all that exists.
This awareness of how beautiful life is and that I have this life, and that it has always been, so it is and will be.


When the emotion out of the argument of parents, tears came out. I just relax (I was one) and allowed to go to what was nothing holding. I cried and cried, and then suddenly just realized that I did not cry because of their parents, it's just an external reason, the real reason is the sense of separation from God. I cried for the Lord, the unity, of wholeness, around the most "high" and light as if lamenting lost this condition ..
I feel that for me it is a very important realization. And I am very grateful to my parents.

I'm scared, fear of death, intercepts throat. Up memories - I'm doing exercises on uneven bars, hop from one rung to another three turns (what do now gymnasts) and suddenly, as if on cue, unclenched his hands, I was flying upside down, blow, the crunch of vertebrae ... The draw came very well suddenly. I closed my eyes, concentrated on your breathing, observe dense black lump in the breast, and live, let myself cry. Good music roars around, lights flashing and my sobs merge into the general cacophony. 15 minutes later, a black ball disappeared in the chest was empty, quiet and light.

Chief sends me to a superior officer to talk on what is happening in our structural changes and talk about their disagreement with some points. I do not want. I try to take that time it is necessary, then go, do not resist. I was able to calmly tell everything, and even accept that they are sure they are right. I returned with a sense of calm and ease. Previously, it would have ended heart pain, high blood pressure for several days. I hope that I took even a gift to be able to talk about serious issues without causing aggression in humans.

Now I write and feel the softness of the body, the emptiness, the feeling of helplessness, like a dwarf trying to engage in fear of meaninglessness. That my whole life. it is an illusion, which for many years was woven out of fear and ignorance and now crumble, I am and I do not have. I feel like the head is expanding, there is pressure in the ears, began vascular pressure in the body, I feel an attachment to the past, the fear of losing, fear of death. Fear of death, loss of something or someone constantly following me, and all my life I was afraid of losing myself. I believe that there is a character who has his own - my, thereby separating itself from life and limiting conventional frame of mind. Ha ha ha now I feel like the power of self-awareness has increased and I can confess their feelings, and in fact it was a shame that I will be weak and I stay alone and die. Now I had the idea and funny and laugh or cry, that all inseparable, that everything is here and now and it is important to recognize themselves in it. Who are you ? And you and you have it!
Found a sense of greed, stop feeling in the body, mind and how much it costs, how much you need? Cheap. expensive? The fear of poverty, fear of loneliness. Who's afraid? Dwarf? Catching. Rastozhdestvlyayus

After sitting in the trap of loneliness and not frightened, realized mission consciousness plays. Once again, it destroys the illusion, or rather fear, binding to the character -synu that helps me rastozhdestvlyatsya thoughts and merge into one. Pain is the power that is transformed, if you realize it, and take as a gift!
I now have internal aggression to the environment at work, because of my own aggression, I myself am afraid of aggression from them. I saw how it is interconnected, realizing that I myself hold aggression to them, I realized that I needed to accept them and agree with your feelings.
When riding on the bus to a stop where you need to change seats in the bus went to the guy that I talked about 10 years ago, it has a beautiful appearance, I felt the excitement, and when he got off the bus, realized that I have a strong attachment to the beauty. And the excitement was the fact that I was attached and was afraid to lose contact with him. I was unsettled, I moved away from him in the 15 minutes that we were traveling with him. I do not know how to help themselves, but draws attention to the breath. Later, sitting in a different bus, retreated to retreat ... but I still feel the vibrations until the next day.
Day spontaneously I began to walk in the trend (after I took instruction master), could now act spontaneously ... and I was able to understand and give a sense of injustice, I did a lot of sense, but in the consciousness that does not understand, as feeling, as I understand, as an abnormal state, and suddenly it dawned on me that this is my feeling, and I agree with him - so easy! Leading listened to what I once did not like "must", I felt rejected, there was no support ... yes, this is my rejection, my task is to feel, and what I thought and felt the leader - it's his problem ...
For this small gap, I was faced with a sense of rejection, I felt from the FA and from the same humiliation, how could I give up, but I can not say that surrendered to the end. But I'm glad I saw the game, even though it hurt (just theoretically I know what hurts that I resist, so I continue to resist even.)
I tracked down the trend !!! I reject itself. I believe that I rejected and clamp the stomach in advance, though no one else has rejected. I saw this and began to apply the knowledge of games, as if I lived if I had not believed in it - all is normal, go to the relaxed, but because no one denies this in mind, I come up with. I reject itself (for what has happened in reality). This protection is not to meet sharply rejected, I decided that I would feel it in advance, and I would not be so hurt if I meet her sharply. When I saw it, I began to believe in the other opinion as soon as attention shifts to something external - this mechanism is turned on again, and I went and changed every 20 seconds belief. Yes, it is complicated and requires maximum attention to the work, but I think I can handle.

. Came the girl who was on my office now on maternity leave, I realized another year, and I saw a saying "it is not serious, and not for long" and some pereglyadki, "You Come to the accountants, they give you all talk "I do not give value, and then it all came together, it was about me, I realized that accounting dissatisfied with something in my address and the phrase from a girl I did not expect. For me the world is to be a saint, but I thought that one day she acted in such a role, when the candidates come to my place, I do not treat them seriously. In general, I plunged into the subject, 2 hours felt hurt, but then I saw this all the characters there that I had the rally live feeling of rejection (of the team and in particular accounting) and betrayal (by the girls in my office) I was involved vision, I began to remember how I played probably about 7 years ago, I had a vision, I do not see the characters, I only saw the task that I have to live ...
. Manifested greed, this was followed by what I like than what is required and, therefore, also wrote today on the price, I reflected C. appointed a high price in order to earn money. I also saw the opportunity to earn and wrote with his commission as a result of the tourists did not call, and my greed replicated. I feel discomfort, dissatisfaction. But I, who watches everything and does not need to play a profit does not need new projects, does not need to worry about anyone else, only the present moment is all that is necessary for life. After I disassembled it is calm, frustration and anxiety over Sergei, for the tourists disappeared.

. I see that she is nervous, and I have an idea how to beat this time., I remember the cartoon Kung Fu Panda is a panda Master Shifu parodied. I'm starting to talk like I see it from the side in a joking manner. And head straight tone emerges as the voice told the panda Michael Galustyan.
We are a serious company, we can not afford to write partners in such form and not to offend them, and so on, with a laugh. It begins to make its way to laugh, her relax, I continue to rub themselves with phrases that are born in my head and I was from this very funny to madness. Reflecting changing and depends on to whom I play, I play in the open will open playing stiffness is stiffness. What I feed the wolf and wins

I flew into a rage and made her think about it, I was there and how I did it but not always open and if it is not satisfied with this state of affairs is nothing to do with me. He expressed fear of going through that hurt her, she was not offended and said that I block without emotion, I do not take offense, and we started to laugh. yes it was a game, we continued to run into each other expressing emotions, sometimes it comes to a standstill but came more and more new ideas and we expressed to each other that to this ever silent. I said that she was haughty queen, she replied We went through all the masks and reprimanded calmed down, there was no resentment, no shame. There was a sense of peace and ease in his chest. I did not have to pretend anymore.

The tactics have changed, allowing himself is now open, the inner attitude of the victim immediately was replaced by combat, I began to speak, does not mince words, words flew themselves into the wild, putting in a very succinct and ridiculous suggestions. There was no obvineniy.V. I began to laugh. When the flow of words is over and I felt the devastation stopped for a moment and then she started to laugh. I saw as a true manifestation of the situation may change as understanding comes by itself if allow yourself to be such what is, and not hide in the defenses, fearing imaginary fears
. As soon as we sat down to their seats, I immediately smelled alcohol. It worked beliefs - drinking is bad, everyone should maintain a healthy lifestyle and society behave "decently". The belief comes from the rejection of drinking father. When my father got drunk, he began to talk me shocking things, rejecting me. Belief is powerful in any situation, if I feel the smell of alcohol, I begin to resist and in turn reject anyone from whom the smell comes, whether even a husband, mother, close friends, the source of the odor becomes important. I understand that now is prank. Silently watching the woman, without interfering with its operation. While her attention was directed to the A, my attention was directed inward. The nose smelled of alcohol, I felt how the body resists, how I want to turn away and press A to itself (to protect from the threat), flew the thought of his father, there was a pain in the chest, heart sank, the body was tense as a string. Again rejected and alone. Sensing that I was ready, took a deep breath and looked into the eyes of the cheerful woman, she began to communicate with her. After a minute I did not feel any threat, the door opened in the chest and I could feel the heat emanating from its center. With the woman was very interesting to talk to.
. The time was the hour of the day, my daughter wanted to sleep. From weariness beginning to act up and cry. I have matured in irritation, all these vagaries tire, especially when it is impossible to stop the crying. I understand that the child is not to blame, just such manifestations. Irritation gave way to acceptance, embraced his daughter stronger and after some time she fell asleep
We are looking for the entrance to the subway, go in the wrong door, circled around to find the right entrance. I feel a tingling in the heart, heaviness in the upper chest. Thoughts: bliiiin where the entrance ?! Irritation. In the underground notice that the wicket chair is not working. I buy tokens and fall into the trap of haste: rather than go to the employee and to go through the service gate to push a stroller through the turnstile. Wheelchair successfully stuck, and to push it further, I used 3 medal, losing to 15 minutes of the manipulation.
We woke up at 6:30 in the morning with tears. A.ne slept, but to go back and do not want. Whimpers, the words do not help, more begins to shed tears. I'm angry, she wanted to sleep, tingling in the right chest, clench your teeth, feel the impotence (can not calm daughter). I decide to give up, to let everything be as it is. I cease to calm daughter, watching her process. Very quickly she calmed herself a little coughs from his own tears, looking puzzled and pressed against me. I hug her and kiss on the cheek, saying that love, in the body - warm, joyful.
S. commented that he was sorry for the animals, place them a little boxed in their cages. I listen to yourself. The identification of the body - the words seeds of stiffness in the body suffered themselves, pressure in the chest, difficulty breathing. But I - not the body. Animals in the cells, and this could be all in different ways, adults analyze, children are happy. Pity not.
Place is new and looks pathetic, people "combed and dressed up." Again, the identification with the body, struggling with low self-esteem. Near the cafe there is no other, so we need to go into it. The desire to enter with downcast eyes, as if I was flamed and kicked out of the fact that I "not dressed". The body clenched, breathing quickened, her lips closed, question. But who am I? I - it's the body? No. I - Spirit. What I'm better or worse than anyone else. Where the fear? The fear of being rejected, abandoned. I begin to breathe slowly and deeply. The body calms down. I smile and I go to the cafe. We were warmly greeted, we sit down. Prices on the menu are quite acceptable, the staff is polite, even cheerful. Good conduct, eating and talking with friends.
. And what happens in the drawing to check my decision (or make fun of imaginary adoption), another test - Consciousness sends a taxi, whose driver - an old Azerbaijani, the machine itself is pretty shabby, and the salon tight procuration. We go at least 30 minutes ... I was funny) and of humor Consciousness, sit in the car. I breathe in cigarette smoke instead of air (do not smoke, but still I have a great sense of smell), to get a seat and soot Aniuta in his arms. The ego would like posoprotivlyatsya sending thoughts about how awful the effect of smoke on the child and human health, as it can be dangerous man "non-Russian appearance" as the machine itself unsafe and so on. I am pleased to observe that the entire stream of thoughts and smiled to herself. A. incessantly something chatted, the driver laughed and said, "so small and so the smartest." I felt easy and relaxed. Watched the evening city lights to be switched on, as the sparkling river and in both houses lit yellow lights. A. On the way asleep, S., too. And I heard the outer and inner silence.
. When I share myself and someone / something - so at this point I - PA, identified with the body-mind. I - Consciousness see a dream in which, as I just felt, everything seems so real. In this dream, I - I remember consciousness itself through feelings and emotions, through suffering and joy, through the duality of the manifested world (sleep). And in this dream all people - there are characters. I - the mind - there is a character, the same as C. I - consciousness creates the dream and watch, remembering himself. Topics of sleep appear out of nowhere and it goes. If I - consciousness through the characters want to live or that feeling in response appear characters who are "trigger" for the start of certain experiences. V. - love and affection, the father - and to reject injustice, my mother - anger, pity, compassion, brother - wine, victim, etc. But absolute reality nothing / no one, there is only one consciousness and it plays a role in all of these phenomenal world of illusion.
Is it worth while to seek some kind of result? And could it affect the character? Often I find myself figure, which is dependent on the actions of the result, I aspire to the goal, which sometimes seems elusive. From news about the success of anyone in this way awakens envy, and I plunge into suffering and self-flagellation, see how marking time, I am afraid that the "train" will go, and I'll stay here forever suffering ... Who is going through all this? Um. In these moments, I identified with the body.
I - Consciousness nothing to lose and nothing to acquire.