Friday 09 December, 2016

Curious Varvara's nose torn off in the bazaar

or in someone else's sangha with the Romans do ...

The Academy Lila initially laid principle of responsibility. Education is constructed in such a way that anyone who has decided to learn, accompanied by Rama should come into play once the Consciousness and to the maximum.

This applies primarily to beginners, if you think that the training does not affect your life, and you still will be sitting in your easy-to-ego conditions, the Academy of Leela of course you will not last long.

Yes, at the stage of admission to the Academy of Lila, you still have no risk, but the first stage of the selection draws on POWER, you will

Break away from the computer screen and browsing th-tyuba
You will start to receive feedback about their dark sides,
Even if you typed tops and wrinkle itself as a formless consciousness, but at the same time respond to the denial of reality and justify that it does everything Consciousness - it will be revealed for the first few events.
You will be placed in conditions of risk and full of confidence Consciousness selections will check you in personal maturity, responsibility
You will at all times have to choose either samsara or nirvana and not theoretically, but practically, parting with all its values-ego.

All beginners and students need to understand that training in the Academy Lila is very expensive! The cost of this training will be your whole life of the ego. In another way, simply can not be. Exemption is the highest goal of human beings, and to go to it in box power-off simply impossible! Your return on the path must always be approximated to at least 90%.

The life of the ego will eventually be razed to the ground, and then: Haha, we we we construct a new world ...

But the ego destroyed the world will not immediately, but gradually, not by negation, that is, rejection of life in the world, but by living the full potential of the ego through the conscious GAME.

HERE STOP! ATTENTION! Selection carried out for many years, shows that training in the Academy Leela is not suitable for those who lead an antisocial way of life, because the society is the essential medium in which the player is gaining power-off zrelost- PERSONAL WISDOM!

During training, level by level, for at quick time player accumulates the power of Mindfulness ...

To awaken consciousness is spending thousands of incarnations, to produce a small shift of awareness ...

And of course it must be admitted that the inspiration from watching videos on u-tube or reading books are microscopic vain attempts to awaken only prepared for a real meeting with the masters.

The Academy Leela we say that about 7-15 years of intensive practical training is necessary to ensure that embark on the road and learn the basic skills, which are those with the help of which you will be able to wake up ... but 7-15 years - it's only for the most outstanding and talented pupils, already prepared, partly awakened. And what is the learning curve is not very capable and totally asleep?

The problem of mature pupils stood at all times. To take away the gold grains, Academy Leela sifts large amount of sand.

Main blind spot, not passing selections in Leela Academy - is not the ability to be a disciple. As a rule, those who do not pass the selection, they know how they need to develop. It's not bad, but it smacks of freedom that lust ego, while surrendering ego - admits that it does not know how to find the path to liberation. If it knew, it would already be free. ... But to go after someone be trusted !!! And then, if the student is able to honestly open, we start talking about fear!

Each student of the Academy of Lila, to be ready for Event-strong shock, which is accompanied by a spiritual birth. You have to be prepared in advance to ensure that the spiritual birth will not happen smoothly, nice and successful! Just in time for event-level thinking of the common man - everything that happens it will seem terrifying, incomprehensible and socially disapproved.

The strength of the shock depends on preparedness. The more prepared student, the shock will be less noticeable. And all that is perceived in the mind of the pupil - it is a game of Consciousness.

Says Ram: "Once I discovered the game of Consciousness - I do not remember a single stressful event in their lives, as in every event I've played, and all I remember about my life now - this is the game draws. In this game, no game nor I can ostanovitsya- The game continues without interruption Haha ... I'm not working, I do not travel, I do not develop all that I do every day: I play! "

In 2017, game levels that will more thoroughly identify learning gaps among students will be expanded in the Leela Academy. This will more meticulously prepare the players for the exam.

Exam every student will keep itself in life in the given circumstances of life.

But remember, no matter how you were willing, life during the "draw - examination," you will certainly lull, and your task will consist in the fact that from scratch, in full identification wake up and PLAY!

Play using all the skills you were taught, and you are studying at the Academy of everything you need to get out of the main draw: LIVE!

Remember that to go through the fear of death - it does not mean to die! On the contrary, you are experiencing a kind of rebirth, WOW! death was an illusion !!! YOU ARE ALIVE!

Well, now, how to pass the first stage of the selection on the fifth Winter DI second group of players:

In densely samsara and nirvana in the blank

or near nirvana, but do not bite ...

Today is the first day of my walks. In 5utra did a 2-floor practices, and then gathered for a job and left for 20 minutes before giving up the trip by car, which caused discontent of her husband (yes I left him, hurt him, I have to, I plohaya.- who are afraid to be bad? ). Coming out of the house felt cold air, so fresh, I enjoy. Suddenly, behind the bushes I heard rustling, washed over a wave of fear, stopped it possible to pass this wave of fear through the body, what is it? -strah helplessness freedom. Who's afraid? Afraid he -karlik, he recalls that in these moments merge with the body.
To dig up charges, just ran out of the house to catch up to 7.00 for a walk. Hats, mittens wore on track. Hurry, hurry? I merge with the body. She stopped, went into the time now, went deliberately. At night the snow fell and the nature if washed, priporoshit not equality, all pristine clean, I go first leaving traces. What traces I leave behind? Who evaluates? I merge with the body. Again, I watch your breath, here it is now time. Is it possible all this? I remembered a brother in our last meeting, which was open and receiving the day before his departure, sad tears ran down her cheeks. Thanked Consciousness that gave me the appointment, and he was such an easy withdrawal. The chest was so warm thanks and love, everything that happens, everything happens just in time, and our meeting and his departure. I waved to him. Was he?
Morning walks passed quietly, smoothly - no euphoria, no will override, getting up easily from the inside ready for action. The first day was a little fear - worth pay attention to it, and to work with him - evaporated. The second day was unconscious depression, the third day prokalbasilo with the severity and depression. Not able to understand their condition and trusting consciousness released. The morning of the fourth day dawned blizzard, the snow seemed shallow newly-fallen snow hit from all sides, plus a strong wind - feel the fear in the body rises, depression increases. I began to call Ilahinur energy, and was repeated about his condition, trying to help them understand the power, and it turned out here that: blizzard - is power, strength, certainty. I felt a grain of sand, hooked word certainty, after a walk in meditation - was aware of the word. Inevitability for me it is - self-discipline, overcoming laziness, a manifestation of the will. Consciousness through the weather, and the word has brought me to fear. The feeling that I was going in depth, and there is terrible, and it is not known - is inevitable. The following days in walks aware of his fear of inevitability, breathed, lived, the ego literally "laid bare" - is so afraid and trembling))) The realization gave peace and joy)))
Released consciously, slowly. Frosty air cheer, I wanted to wave his hands. I waved. Snow crunching under their feet, the air is fresh, tasty, smelled of smoke, who are already drowning stove, woke up and gives heat itself and the world. I walk down the street and the house, which went up closer, the light is lit or out of the gate machine, lighting the way. Trucks very carefully, slowly, as it were, with respect to my walk, drove past. I light the way! Go and do not be afraid or anything. Gone are the young men in uniform, and I still guard! Delight! I Awake? I was this morning, and sleep is no longer a clear vision yet, around while still gray.
Went for a walk with a large resistance, including the victim, the dwarf insisted - where are you going and what do you need. Conscious of the softly laughing at him and tried to convince them that sleep will still fail, so it's best to take a walk to get some fresh air. Dwarf still ached, frost strong today, there's even a nose cold, are you merznesh, I feel good, look how beautiful, starry sky, saw a shooting star, delight. The dwarf paused. The trees would scare the crash, so they know to survive the winter, which would please the spring flowering. So I still sausage that would one day become pure light. Again began to light up lights at each house, a sign - go ahead, do not be afraid or anything. In the soul peace and quiet joy. What cold? I stopped noticing it. In this manifested illusion only signs.
Coming into the fresh air, I realized consciousness favors, frost is not large, the air moist, but slippery, fear of powerlessness, meaninglessness. Who's afraid? Today, the one who was afraid of strong, scared as I could. Dogs were barking furiously guarding their territory, zauhala night bird, flashed between the trees shade, wanted to run and hide. But where to go? He received "on the cap," having missed a branch of the tree, a sign - go back to the time right now. She stopped, felt the whole body, joined in the moment of now, all the shadows disappeared, fears vanished, to cheer up the body, the legs themselves chose not really slippery put.Chto that an illusion? Fears of an illusion, time is now a reality, the reality of the experience.
I move and understand sleep. I went in thinking. Before the release did not agree in opinion with her husband, he began to swear, I know, struck a chord, defending, blaming me. What he shows me - as I turn on the victim, thanks dear, wake, brightened the feeling of abandonment, meaninglessness. I notice that the weather today is just an excellent, light frost. Where I am? Comes the answer, I'm at a party, everything is temporary, and if so, whether to be offended by her husband. Walking in the fresh air are useful for both the physical body and all other bodies, is not in vain in the Caucasus is treated walks.
Released with the world in the soul, in the moment now, he noted that the frost on 10 degrees, the air is very fresh and tasty. How cool morning walk and breathe fresh air, the mind is calm, silent, trees cracking, he stood on the bridge looked at the flowing river, to listen to her babbling. Neighbors have not stood up, put in mind: what can happen; so it is too early, they sleep sweetly. And I wake up, at the heart of grace.
Last time, I find myself thinking that I do not want to enlightenment, and I have life itself it does not matter I want it or not, even though the ego is still present.
On the street frosty beauty! All the trees in the frost. I feel cold, wading through the jacket, which, as it turns out is not dry :). The body ached from the cold. I agree as is. On the other hand, does not allow to fall asleep :) You're exactly in the moment now, as all the attention on the sensations in the body. :) There was excitement, wonder - "Who's who? :))" Leaving the body with myself :), I remembered the task. Who am I? I'm not the body, and the one who is watching him and his feelings.
Today, the piercing cold, head cold, so wore a hood. Lanes frost sparkles beautifully, like a fairy tale! I gazed. Through contemplation of this beauty occasionally falling into thought - I go to sleep :). Maya safely lulls its beauty. What is awakening? It is a conscious feeling and vision of the game of life. The ability to see the messages of life, through her play - jokes.
Today is quiet and deserted on the boulevard. Walking, caught herself, I do not think the questions asked. An easy feel sadness and grief. Yesterday was the year it does not become my aunt merry and cheerful. Thoughts all the time back then to her, by I., who had promised to come today with one denёk fishing. I am watching the flow of thoughts, periodically returning ourselves in the here and now. How beautiful this silence! Our bodies in the universe is just inhale and exhale, however, like all living on our planet.
I woke up early and lay listening to the sensations in the body until the bell alarm clock. I. wondered why so early got? I replied that went for a walk :) approved. On the street, as always, uniquely beautiful! At night the snow fell. "Suddenly" :) including the mind and ran the idea of pressing matters, immediately slipped :)). Consciousness returned quickly in the Now. Thank once heard under my every move fantastically snow crunches. Everything, as in life :), just fall asleep, be sure to "podskolznёshsya" :)). Waking up in the here and now, you can see how quickly things change in the manifested reality. Just ran up to me to say hello dog and it no longer exists. Just to my right were pines and oaks have. Yesterday felt sadness, but today the goodness and peace. Everything flows, everything changes. There is only a moment in the here and now. And where is "here and now"? After all, there is no time. Around one Emptiness.
Today, the state of peace and inner silence. Who am I? I'm not having zatragivaemo that sees, hears and feels my character. Who am I today? I'm the one who learns to be not out of protection which have been accumulated over the years, but total acceptance of this as it is. It is not easy, often not hurt the body, and soul. Interesting morning and condition :)).
God, what a warm and quiet morning -5. On the street no one - all sleeping dogs to their owners, every day running around athlete only crowd of sparrows rapidly, discussing something, broke the silence :) Saturday. Everything, as in life - someone sleeping sweetly, and someone already awake :) I Sleep.? Yes, occasionally I fall asleep when I start to believe in what I see and feel, but the awakening comes faster and you start each time to see all the illusory nature of what he himself has created and what to believe. At the heart of a warm and kindly. On the way back they began to appear single "woken up" passersby. Track that at the meeting with the body of a man is not compressed - it took a sense of danger. Before the inner gaze floated Korea, where I found myself on the feeling of security and full confidence in what is happening to me. Indescribable feeling! Each of us has carried past their reality. It is interesting to see and understand how one and the same space, each person is surrounded by its own reality. As the Lord said - "According to your faith, be it unto you."
Unique warm morning :) -2, and indeed every day and every moment! The feeling of gratitude to Her Majesty the Nature for this gift: -20 * at the beginning of the week to -2 * at the end! Slowly strolling, enjoying the scent of pine needles and fallen leaves, joyful chirping of sparrows with the realization that nothing is permanent in this world nor in the visible or in the inner world. Everything is born and dies. Feelings and emotions are also volatile, so it makes no sense to bind or "good" nor "bad". We can only trust what is going on around you, and every time to wake up and remember that everything that happens to you is sent to you with Love and for good.
I woke up at 5:30. In the body of the excitement (bursting air upper chest) and the fear of death (compression in the solar plexus, passing on his stomach). Nearly two days of fear ran - I could not decide exactly where I walk in such an early time. Either option was limited to a single image: the dark, quiet, deserted streets and the dangers hidden behind every corner. In the evening I again tried to come up with the most "safe option", even considering travel by car to the city center, where I will be able to walk under the bright light of lanterns. Presenting the picture, smile, I had to admit to myself that I was afraid, very afraid, so any place to walk is not safe for me. I went to bed with confidence, even the universe itself in the morning tell the right direction. And now I look out the window in search of the most tips. Bah! Yes, I train under the nose of a great route - a little, but illuminated, path leading directly to the bay. I'm going for a walk and notice that there is I have long been ready for it. Even before getting the job, I accidentally found in one of the stores is very warm down coat that just looking yourself for the winter. Then, putting things in order in the dressing room, in his mountain backpack found a gas cylinder from a bear. All cylinders have long been removed from the house to the garage for storage, but this is somehow a garage for storage, and that somehow remained ... For winter meeting I recently also had found their favorite warm mittens and bought a knitted cap. That's how I unconsciously prepared to walk)). I go out into the street, I was very warm, and the sky is the star! But in the body of the alarm, I notice the tension in the abdomen, chest tightness and slight nausea. At night, alone, I feel uncomfortable, fear rises. Typically, a short distance from the parking lot to the entrance I overcome the night almost at a run. Now I force myself to go slowly, watching the breath, observing sensations in the body. From stress I was even starting to get cold! Cold sneaks from the feet to the hands and chest. I ask myself who I am? This question is almost always in some kind of thrill, excitement. Now I feel the same way. Walking in the dark, in the dark - frightened, as well as go to yourself. But without it already does. I meet a woman with a dog, I notice her eyes tight, I probably look by now so well. Bypass machine side institutions often look around at the sides. When he reached the road, firmly stepped toward the water. After this step, the mind finally relaxed, I'm coming, I'm far gone, and we must continue to trust yourself. On the way to the beach, I notice the traces of a hare on a snow. Hare! Snow crunches underfoot, I hear the whisper of the waves, breathing in the cold air, I was immersed in the wonderful world of the night. In the daily hustle and bustle, I often miss this beauty. I am meeting people on the beach, admiring the black velvet ocean. Inside the silence, peace. Conversely run a bit, the body finally woke up, took off her mittens, hot. In many homes the window is still dark, but some are already marked by light. In the end - all need to wake up all. Someone wakes up earlier, someone later, someone is easy, anyone needs an alarm clock. If you go to meet the difficulties, we can see a lot just wonderful. Good morning all!)
I woke up at 5 in the morning without an alarm clock. It took just one day to be happy to go back to the early rises, rejoice) in the body of the excitement (distension in the upper chest). Today promised arrival of another cyclone storm with wind and snow showers. Dressed warmly mittens. I go out into the street, I looked up at the sky, clear, full of twinkling stars. How nice! I began to walk, and after only a moment feel tension in your body, compressing the solar plexus and abdomen, mёrznu, though dressed in such a way that one could walk freely and the North Pole. What scares me? What are your thoughts? I thought that the street is empty today! Audio-to-go. No people strolling dogs or running out in the early morning as workaholics, no cars ready to go, breaking the silence the roar of the motor. I understand that I'm all tense and go constantly turning. Who's afraid? I catch the idea that someone who is afraid of reality really do not care. He's just afraid, afraid in any situation: yesterday, I shied away from everyone he met and avoided as gently as possible zavedёnnuyu car, standing on the sidelines, and now I pray for the appearance of a person with a dog, or to at least someone drove through the deserted street. I realize the absurdity of fear. I go, without turning around, watching the breath, carefully returning to this process by constantly attacking thoughts. Gradually, the body relaxes, it goes warm. In the end, the cold begins to be perceived as a natural component of a frosty morning. I'm comfortable, cheerfully. Today met two dogs. One - black and furry, decided to check out who is walking near the water. She ran with confidence, his tail, occasionally stopping and getting accustomed to me. I like it, too, it has become interesting. I watched it with curiosity and intelligence smile. The dog does not frighten me, did not look intimidating, she seemed to know what to do and know your limits. I admired her. Approached to me as far as possible the dog and sat for a while just sitting and staring at me. Then she got up and ran back. The second dog met me on the way to the house. It was smooth-and showed fear. Her tail was biased to the paunch, one paw lifted, pressed against the ears. Her frightened any rustling. It caused a feeling that at any moment ready to give up and run away aimlessly. There was no confidence and tranquility. It can cause both pity and aggression. These two dogs reminded me of my two states. Being able to know the certainty and at the same time its limits by far the best that I can demonstrate both to herself and to others ..
Today, to walk from the entrance to the path I had to overcome a snowdrift, falling to the waist at every step. Snow is coming, there is no wind, on the face of such a large fall fluffy snowflakes, Beauty! During the night all the trails and roads covered with snow. Enjoy walking, I feel like fresh air, running through the body, it continues to awaken me in this snowy morning. Near the house runs snow removal equipment. The central road is cleared, except for the sidewalks. I know that today is unlikely to be able to go to the water, but still decide to do a full range of pleasure. I am going on the road. Looking rests on a broken bottle in the middle of the road, the sharp edges pointing upwards. Clean up the mess of the way, even today, each driver will be easy and safe way. I stop at the water, separated from me snowdrifts. Endless ocean, even though I can see the opposite shore of the bay. Water is blue-black, it seems that there is such a depth that it is unlikely to get to the bottom. This kind of fascinates me, it is some sort of ruthless and uncompromising. Day or night, clear skies and raging nature - waves do their job, rolling from one state to another. That's very beautiful. I enjoy the moment. On the way back around me slows down a taxi, the driver offers a lift. Politely refuse, noting that it does not shied aside. It's nice when that weather people do not remain indifferent, and offering help. Watching the work of snowplows drivers realized that feel real gratitude. I can see how they are trying to make the passages wide and comfortable in a left on the roadside car. Rather, they worked through the night, while the others slept. I used to criticize the result of their work, seeing only what is seen in the morning - somewhere not dochischeno somewhere not sprinkled. But never before have I seen the night work of these people and not watching the process itself. To criticize is easy, more difficult to believe and give thanks.
I look out the window, the street is deserted and quiet. In the breast the waves rolled excitement, straining belly. I'm scared. Again mereschatsya danger in the form of serial killers in every dark corner. Why this fear? I'm going to understand. Frosty air is invigorating, the sky is adorned with bright stars. I began sneaking from the house to the dark-lit road. constrained body. Breathe, breathe 'said I to myself - when you're not breathing by blocking his energy to fear, you immediately mёrznesh. Breathe. How to fear? For example, go today without looking at every rustle. A rustling prosperity today: wet snow from yesterday's blizzard icicles hung on trees and tall bushes, and today these are falling icicles and branches of trees and bushes creak under their weight, and rustling at the slightest breath of wind. Well, if not, then not. I go without looking back. Straaaaashno .. Belly shrank to the spine. Breathe! I am watching the breath. Overtake two guys. I look forward and breathe. On the exhale, relax the constricted body opening to fear. Suddenly, next to the car brakes. Girl, I'm going upstairs, give you a lift? - He asked an elderly man, leaning out the open window, dark cars. No thanks, I'm just looking around, - I replied. Comes to mind thought it girl in me is disassembled, I dressed like that I was very fit to get round. Negativity in action, why should I compare myself with something amorphous? I come back to the breath. Slowly, reluctantly, the body releases. Dark thoughts are gone. I admire the trees, deserted road, black sky with the stars, enjoying the cool fresh air. Only relaxed again he heard footsteps behind him. Instantly felt tension. Breathe. And yet I include peripheral vision. Overtake all of the same two men, apparently decided to walk to the next stop. I went to the water. Ahead of snowdrifts. Falling to his knees, making their way to the black sandy beach. In the middle of this limited beach as if specially for me is a big stone. I sit down on it and immediately feel the tranquility and welfare. The thought: so many days have you walk, but all afraid of the ghosts of the head. And indeed (!) On my a walking path 3 enterprises in which there are full security posts with night duty, pocket spray bears, the road to the beach is lit, and when I get back is already beginning to crawl out of the houses people hurrying to work while on the road popping machine. I am sitting smiling to herself. I went up to the house, past the roaring rides cargo car- posypalka. From its powerful sound triggered alarms of parked cars at the house. I watch as the light in the house is included in some of the windows. Zachirikali disturbed sparrows. So we are awake .. If someone does not want to wake voluntarily from life is a way to awaken a different way, often quite dramatic, unexpected, shocking. Thank you for reminding.
She got up easily, slowly got dressed and went for a walk. She looked at the sky - no stars, unusual. The street has a lot of people and cars. Today is monday. I notice in the body begins to fuss. Vanity comes from the fact that attention is drawn to the outside. I cling rush from running by the people, those who are trying to quickly clear snow from the machine is cold, the wave of sounds that notify about the occurrence of a new day. I'm afraid to be out of the crowd. But I walk and opinion that there is no hurry. Life is now generally gives the opportunity to enjoy every moment, I'll plan your day by choosing when to work and when to rest, when to meet with friends, and when to stay home in silence, what time to get up, what time to go to bed. And the fear of being out of the crowd. There was a sudden, as it should be. If I do not like it, it's a definite challenge. This means that we must overcome to reject it is to cease to energize the external energy society. Slows down, translate attention to breathing, heart rate gradually calms down. I am watching the morning bustle. Easy flashed the thought: what is awakening? This transition from sleep to life. It's a different rhythm of the breath of life, another movement - from darkness to light. Walk continued steadily, slowly. The path to the water was cleared, I was able to walk along the beach and enjoy the energy of the ocean. Today there is thought of as floating-form clouds. I can take that cloud, having loaded themselves with anxiety and feelings, I can take more - with dreams and dreams, and I can take nothing, just watch. Status did not last long, but those seconds gave added strength and inner balance.
Daughter of the night had to sleep with us. The challenge to stand up and quietly exit was complicated, the child feels the slightest my movement and reacts to it. So I moved in advance to the edge of the bed, her daughter no longer make an attempt to find me a hand. Along with all these activities realize the fear of being rejected (could not go for a walk, do not pass the selection, unworthy, rejected). In breast distension. It is necessary to live. In this case, relax and fall asleep without getting up every 15 minutes to check the alarm. Fused with the job situation, let go, relax the body and go to sleep. At the time, he got up easily, tossing a little daughter and went to sleep. Out on the street, I saw the falling snow. They promised two cyclones in a row, all the power that is projected Experience tomorrow. And tomorrow is the last day for the selection of walks. I am seen as a plunge in anticipation. For breathing do not watch, I'm going in the thoughts and images about how tomorrow will cope with the task of overcoming the blizzard. From reflection displays a tractor to clear the way. Early in the morning so powerful sounds seem to be something out of the general scene. Too loud, too boldly. I recall the recent case-posypalkoy machine and understand that this time I was awake. Wake up! Be conscious! Ok, thanks :) Watching the breath, notice a slight tingling sensation on the skin-froze. With more and more immersed in the intense observation of the body begins to produce heat. Soon tingling passes. On the way back I meet a woman with a bucket. Empty. Woman with an empty bucket in the winter in the snow, at 6:30 am. Unreality makes smile. This figure obviously came here for me. How do I know that the bucket is empty? When I drew level with a woman, I looked into this bucket .. This little effect on my part speaks of the importance that I attach all sorts of beliefs, firmly compacted in my head thanks to the efforts of my mother. Do not whistle in the house, the money would not be without my floors at night, unfortunately, do not wipe the table cloth, to quarrel - and this is only a small part of these beliefs. And like I was an adult, but my mother keeps at every meeting to recall another omen and remind it to me if I do not let God, do something wrong. And because I believe it! While I am trying to convince himself to the contrary, give me such as minor's action-check. It is necessary to write down all these beliefs and understand more than I unconsciously restrict their lives. Thank you for the lesson in mind. The snow continues to fall more and more intense, snowflakes are becoming more. House of silence, all sleep peacefully.
The first look at being stopped, when I went out, it was heaven. Black, gray, highlighted in violet. It seemed unreal, as if it was drawn as a cartoon, where the clouds gather in some incredible formidable structure, intending to overturn on the ground all the destructive power of the heavens. It was quiet, very quiet. A man walking with dogs, silently passed me, stopping in front of the rise of the house. His head swam thought, many thoughts. They tried to fill the silence and fill the image volume. I keep returning to the breath. Looking around, the surrounding reality more and more seemed to me unreal. He sat in front of two tall fir trees. They towered over me, letting its apex in the sky. I suddenly felt that she just gave them life, indicating in mind some parameters and definitions. Peace. The whole world - I have inside. And if I'm in the moment here and now, I can observe the manifestation of this world, not interfering and not expecting anything. Stepping to the house, head abruptly broke thoughts about work, ache in the body-side reaction does not make coming. That brings me to the end of my morning walks. At first it was scary, and then joined in the work with the fears and emotions, sometimes again it was terrible, but it's interesting, to overcome itself again and again - it's great. I like to get up early, but recently brought down its rhythm and woke up very late, walking back to consciousness and to my rhythm of life. I devote time to yourself, know yourself, is this not a reason to take such small trials of life, they help to join in this life without major upheavals. Thank you! With love!
Exhilaration of the importance of the event. Warm outside. I notice your negative thoughts: all is not happy, pity and fear for the loved ones. As a result of depressed notice. It turns out, constantly thinking and caused those feelings. I fell asleep. Consoles that followed and realized the process.
The mood is upbeat. Who am I? Conscious presence in the body. I notice the thought: I want to radically change their lives. I watch for breathing and tracks all your thoughts and feelings. That nostalgia for the past, the despair (that everything is bad), then sorry for their relatives, the fear for them. Tracing it suddenly clearly understood that the mind all the time wants somewhere to cling to, to escape. The distinction appeared. The thoughts, the mind is the I do not. And she began to transfer attention to the task. What's real? The moment is now. Awakening - is a presence, inner peace and acceptance of all the senses, when they come.
She got up easily. I am happy outing. I remember -to be in the Now moment. I am watching the sensations in the body. Behind someone goes quickly. Scared, she shivered all over, turned. A man in a hurry. What are you scared? Who am I? The moment is now. Presence. Not for long mind calmed down. Then he began to evaluate again, boring. At the same time I am watching the breath and look at people. There is a mother with a small child and he smiles as I smiled from ear to ear. Yeah Consciousness plays. Following a little girl talking with Dad. Bounce, rejoices. And this state of fishing and enjoy. Play! Whether in any condition and assess it. Awakening - is when you do not care what you feel. Who am I? Self - feeling, self - feeling, self - existence in every moment.
During the 3 days was a lot of energy, but went to bed late, get up early. tired body. And mind tupit. Indifference, lingering thoughts appear and then disappear. All the attention on the feeling in the body, and he was cold. Just go. And I sleep? I wake up.
Status quiet. Clarity of mind. I am watching thoughts. I ask: What is real? The moment is now! Who am I? The moment is now! Where I am? I'm here. I am here and now! It was a revelation, insight, awareness, feeling. It is now in me. I went inside. There are no words. 9hours In the morning, going to the window, I saw an unusually bright sun. Not far from him, he rose up strong, broad, bright rainbow. The extraordinary spectacle of the winter continued for 2 hours. The game of colors, the play of light. Game Consciousness
I went for a walk .Nogi grow cold. I feel cold in the body. Watched thoughts. It follows posture. The main thing is to be in the moment of now.
Hooray! There was a calm. Um, not much prowling in search of food. I guide him. I am here and now.