Diary of the 5th Winter Games, the Remote. Game 2.

Wednesday 28 December, 2016

In an absolute sense, nothing is ever born, not create, not destroy.

The manifestation of the visible universe in relative

peace has an illusory act of the dual mind.


Master and pupil.
No mindless obedience or servile devotion are not required by the student.
What you need - extremely sincere and total self-giving Spirit Way.
Utmost sincerity and dedication pupil generate resonance with the Spirit of the Master ...
Going into resonance with the Spirit of the Master, the student acquires the right to possess the Infinite gifts.

Meanwhile, the Remote players Fifth Winter Games were held the mark of the second game. As participants played on the eve of the main holiday of the year, read in this issue.

  • The taxi driver was indignant that we waited 13min, and I said apologetically, that we have a bus in 3 minutes. He said that it is not real and very indignant waiting for us. I was calm, without being driven to irritation taxi driver, as I am preparing for the drawing of a bus. We arrived promptly at 17.00 he ran to the bus station, in the window said that tickets are not sold because already took the driver, he was ready to leave. We ran to the checkpoint, but without the platform tickets passed and sent us out to the exit gates, we came out there the security guard said he did not miss, such rules. I asked, even supporting, our bus was driving? He said he does not know. Ask him to find out, he said he does not see our room and he realized on the radio to ask your partner whether he sees a number. He said that now will go, but when the gates opened, the bus did not stop. I realized that people are prohibited from implanting. I told my daughter, that you have to run right now. She grabbed my hand and we saw that for us there was still a woman, but it is very far behind, the bus stopped after 15 meters, we ran and laughed and rejoiced in the fact that we really did not have time despite the fact that overtook the bus . Going into the bus, we discussed the interesting moments as we were very lucky and that we are not blamed for it spent time, we do not even tired 8 hours a way, we can be with her daughter and the team know how to negotiate.
    We go on the bus back to offer her daughter to play in the exercise on memory, she readily agrees, I explain the rules, I see in her eyes the interest, try and daughter proposes to call this puzzle game, the game was entertaining for my daughter, and another task past game was made for me .
  • My body reacted, sank (shoulders). She felt annoyed, why so? I understand that the joke and calmed down, played my conviction that we can not take other people's things without asking. But the reality is people are all so different, all mixed up, and the good and bad evaluation ego. Did not intervene and react.
  • Meditation has helped to go more deeply into this drawing and see my erroneous beliefs, my non-conducting. Happiness or unhappiness within us, I can not make anyone happier -So, especially if she is unhappy. I can only live my life. Mission to feel the taste of life, I've just remembered a state of mission, a state of complete acceptance of life and merge with everything around. My day reminded me of it. I am grateful.
  • My ego is stopped, waiting for assessment has rejected plans. How does all of this familiar and subtly that it is very difficult to determine and see, this is part of the personality. I missed this time, and realized only later, when he squeezed her shoulders, and headache. I realized how important it is to razotozhdestvlyatsya ego, because it is not so in reality, it is really ignorance, and really want to get out of it, in fact, important in their comments, they will be useful in their work. This rally -proigrysh given an opportunity to better see and understand the mechanism of how I do it and why it is so important razotozhdestvlyatsya, because everything is not as it seems. The mission to take soul-life as there are different themselves be wrong, too. Everything was so clear and full acceptance. It is not important assessment, only experience.
  • Morning. Meditation. Words breath, the circle of people close to me, everyone! Even where the ego is limited - they, too, come to me in loving-kindness! Several times appear beautiful figure violet, or a polyhedron, or a square, it was coming from far away to me exactly in the middle, and I've heard about the purpose of vibration. I urged energy Ilahinur. Something has changed, it's a lot of awareness, but put it into words is not easy, play!
  • Not having received the Master's comments, I was so upset and began vylazit all sorts of programs - loneliness, abandonment, etc. samoobestsenivaniya They worked day - and another has become easier. However, the technique does not seem so arranged as the brain. All the time I was reading online new information came to the forum, more details began to view all videos. Today I have a sneaking suspicion - why not come to the notice from the site ??? ... and they're all spam! Let's play! After my experiences of the computer decided to protect me from suffering, though intentions to leave the game I did not. I then lived, and it worked ...
  • Today the statement relates accountant. In my mind, the application - Filkina paper and an accountant, she is very strict, there had to be a lot of questions to me, not until the adoption of the statement. I read a mantra meditation, felt the trust status and it is a miracle !! Accountant adopted without words !! And even make recalculation for the past month! Long live the trust! He needs to trust! Play.
  • Mom came, had to go to a music academy. I for 2 weeks only 2 times took up music lessons, I did not resist and took it, and trusted not missed a lesson. Everything went perfectly). I do not went to a regular school, did not ask why, but simply trusted and did not resist. My mother came and asked whether I was in school, I wanted to lie, but decided to trust and to tell the truth, accepting the consequences). She was not angry).
  • I strongly condemn sister and I do not accept it so what it is. And consciousness is experienced on my acceptance of it.
  • I react not as much as before, and humility was stronger.
  •  I realize that this is a game that is a test that God is playing with me, and when I trust someone for me is trust in God. So I started working with the trends that I opened, on account of fear of the future. And I was able to trust life. Since I am not this body, and not the doer. Thanks to the experience of realizing who I am not, I can trust in life, leave your fears and plans for the future and take it and just let it all be. I realize the importance of robots in the body consciousness level, because if the robot will not be done as it should, until the end, I will again and again because of no acceptance of any situation to feed them by force and fall down. I felt the will of the mind. As if it (i) wants me forgot himself and played in this revival. I see how it is working and I like experiments selects the most needed at the right time.
  • In the morning head clearer, during practice again I work with a sense of loneliness, again see their losses yesterday. Now I go deeper into this feeling, razotozhdestvilas, saw that it was a feeling, and the way that I do not have this feeling, and I can play with him.
  • His head stuck thinking that lacks playfulness. And steep, and I make excuses for them. That's okay if I do not playful? I can not, so I'm weak, and the weak I will not need, abandonment and loneliness. Over time, the thought vanished, and I was no longer in this cycle, and become closer to play, really adding playfulness.
    It's hard to play, even ordinary drawings given me a great effort, really lacks playfulness (fear paralyzed, but fear is not strong, but thin, but soporific effect). Today at work I feel freer, a greater percentage of time in the here and now. Thank you practice!
  • Covering a little pointless when I realized his motive, I went to this feeling, and sat doing nothing, lived meaninglessness.
  • In the evening, I came home late, lay down to rest and fell asleep, wake up thinking about the practice, but the sleepy state, I decide that today will miss the evening practice, will not comment loss. And what is wrong? I continue to play, in spite of their "mistakes".
    I live, humbled with this game!
  • Oh, how hard it is to accept yourself weak, ordinary. Just a woman. All I am trying to someone to prove. Tears poured from self-pity and helplessness, so that you do not want to take
  • I want to constantly put in my 5 cents. Climb with his help. It seems that it will be faster. I keep track of one of the girls lazy, sit quiet when others clean. Annoying, to make remarks. I do not take a trick, slowness. I began to look at it from the other side: it shows that you can first pay attention to yourself, freshen up, and then make common cause.
  • Day also constantly allow themselves to be weak. I called worker, asked to come help carry the paper, but the first thought was that I myself somehow convey to the machine. Then he called the printing press and asked to cut paper, and so consciously recognize their weakness, that the owner of the printing paper sliced ​​my own, even money is not picked up by saying that a gift for the new year.
  • Watching heaviness in the hands, as if wearing iron gloves on me. The idea of ​​"the day has passed, I have not had a rest." All day long put things in order in the house. Sadness, abandonment, meaninglessness. I blame herself, turning into a victim. Who's whining? Who came up with that does not rest; who whines that was not the prompt; whom little is done. Dwarf sings his songs. I do as much as needed. It's good that I have a hand that can do a lot of things. What I can rejoice induced cleanliness, cooked food that they can embrace the loved ones. Sat TV would have tortured would be even more. So happy.
  • I woke up well rested, a head light 0.5 points voltage, did not even want to direct the attention, but remembered the words of Rama, in thin draws a lot of power. Tension immediately spread all over the body, the body became stone, revealed fear, abandonment, fear of being free. When I was that? (Re- view). At that moment, when she found out about her husband's infidelity. Memory to the smallest detail has issued a picture of the day, I had not rolled out a single tear, I saw pills, trying to numb the pain, they did not act at all, the fear of loss has become a stone, I see how I was fast asleep, and only the pain wakes me up. At some point I saw a Bible and began to read it, the mind is calm, the body relaxed, Consciousness put it in a prominent place. This now I know that it is necessary to observe the sensations. I gave way to tears, the tears of the character, who was afraid of losing her husband. And I have not lost is evident from past years of her husband, but the soul has gained experience, not tied to a relationship has fulfilled its task. I understand how I defended, displacing the pain, not allowing even remember, and what a huge relief and understanding, I'm feeling right now.
  • A few days ago at work I formed a very serious problem, which threatens the loss of all this work itself. There was fear, panic and convulsive efforts to address the situation. The fear of injustice (it should not be, it's not fair) localized in the chest, general hyperexcitability. The fear of death (I will not survive under such circumstances) rises from the Manipura blocks shoulders, left arm, neck. I am living this fear, knowing that this is only an illusion. At some point in meditation in the head dealt with sarcasm. "The illusion, you say What do you know about the fear of death, and now we'll show you a real fear of death." Heaping powerful ancient power, I have never experienced such. Nothing to do but to live them. The body was shivering, aching joints and muscles. Yesterday, in meditation, I saw a black ribbon that fear somewhere from the depths of time and space rushing at me. I consciously observe and live it. When this tape flew to me, all gone, come peace and tranquility, only the body feels as if his tank drove on. But now, when I write this, the left hand is numb. The problem at work has not yet been resolved. Now I feel anxiety, excitement, fear of death, but nowhere to be found. I accept the situation and try to resolve it. The feeling is, kak-as if it was not with me.
  • I see how fear destroys his health. Feelings of abandonment (chest pain), sadness and compassion. But I understand that it - his way. I can see how consciousness in the face of this character lives his experience and his life. I can only love and be grateful.
  • For half an hour sitting in line at the bank. The mind grumbles, they all do not work, etc. Rolls impatience and irritation. Stop. What am I doing? Where am I, who am I now? Awoke. Again injustice (it should not be), I know how it should be. Chest pain, aggression. Some echoes of the fear of death: if I'll sit around, you will not survive. I realize that the character goes their way into this game, and when consciousness decides, it just goes to another game. There is no death, nothing to worry about. Although the trends are strong
  • (An example of how to take notes when working with dreams + Appliances + tracking their status re viewing + transformation).I had a dream where I'm running and I can not find a place where I have come and I have to wait there. In his mind, the panic, the whole body held down ,. I called for help, but I have no one to hear, sense of powerlessness and fear.

        
    Awakened once sat in meditation. Tuned to the point now, I track down

        
    bodily feeling: strong compression of the abdomen, a lump in the throat.

        
    Emotion: Fear

        
    Thought: I'm not who do not need

        
    Feeling: impotence, weakness

        
    social fear: injustice

        
    Ekzis. Fear: death

        
    The recapitulation of life stories: The story, when it was 7-8 years old, I was at my aunt and sister nursed, overlooked, she fell and hit his head heavily and began to cry, the uncle began to shout at me, waved, but did not hit. And I have at the moment the ground from under the feet of the left straha.Prozhivayu, take and miss this event, a sense of powerlessness, weakness. Power went around telu.Razotozhdestvlyayus, watch, see that this experience is necessary character, to feel weakness and impotence. I accept with love the experience.
  •    Per night dropped a lot of snow. In the morning looking out the window and saw a lot of snow. Mind began to yell: "Again the snow cleaned again, how can you not want to." .poymav dwarf and tracked down his "laziness" skazala-- STOP !!! inaction Technology. I am positive, dressed and went. Outside such beauty. Remembering the job, how to do is not standard ... Going to the garage, I was straight fall. It touches the snow was soft and sticky. Watching character. The character began to roll snowballs, almost all the snow left on the balls, even a little bit is not enough, we had a bit of a neighbor to borrow snow. I - a character, remembered his childhood as we sculptured snowmen, the mood was excellent. Passed guys saw that I ride balls themselves offered help to put together a snowman. Balls were great. They established the first large ball, so that it is not hit by a car, set the following. At the neighbor under the snow otkapal pebbles. Making a funny attractive face, stuck twigs. The result was a huge funny snowman. Then they began to be photographed with a snowman. It was very funny. I stood watching them, it was about 20 years old, but in my heart it was the carefree, cheerful boy who is now enjoying the moment. In the first over the past 25 years, I got such pleasure from cleaning snow. Thank Consciousness per game.
  •  We have a common entrance for two apartments. The wet cleaning only do I. I began to think how to do the same outside the box and attract neighbors. Came out into the hallway, I stand and I think that can be done. Just then comes the daughter of a neighbor. Invited, tidy up and decorate the hall, soon the New Year. Agreed. We agreed to meet in an hour. Washed and decorated our hallway. And at the same time more closely met and agreed to once a week to do a wet uborku.Otmechayu for yourself that when you think and you do not fear, when you open experience, it comes to a decision and you are going to meet.
  •    New Year's vanity, queues everywhere. She came to the base in front of me 3 hours wholesaler is 1.5 - 2 Standard behavior: I would just ushla.Nestandartnoe behavior: I begin to think, ask the girl: I can make a list and leave you, I will collect you? The girl responds: Yes, of course. I make a list, I give and go about their business. Having time to do all the other things, I come across 2hours, my order is complete and waiting for me. I have only to check the goods and to pay the required amount. Thanked the girl, congratulations on coming, we smiled at each other, and I saw a smile Consciousness through this character. Ha ha, we play!
  • We come from the mountains, I laugh like a child, joy fills. When I experience this life fully apprehended. And trust. I play with the kids on the hill, going locomotive. The woman left her son to play, brings chocolate, thanks Ilya. After the roller coaster went to the store give him a gift that he asks me.
  •     I feel happiness. Watching the exchange, dialogue and openness. In the evening, the floors get time practice apply monitor circuit raboty.Stala compression coccyx. Worried fear of death slabostyu.Budet tela.Styd. Loneliness I remember when as a child experienced, I remember the teacher otvergla.Sadilas the last desk and ignored. And I was closed, did not take himself would reject. Living shame, no feeling that it does not. I live weakness. But the love she still remained. I remember what I wanted at that moment, roditeley.Serdtse offer support to parents, love to my mother. And he began to leave the fear of loss. I began to live the loss of loved ones. Look at the fear that the mother is not, it's a continuation of God.
  •     My attention falls on the street on powerlessness in men, a man with no legs asking for money, the woman sitting on the sidewalk, too, asks for money. I feel a tickle in my chest and thought ,, why so need life? ,, Here deliberately get up at all, little man on crutches in front of me, he is also a feeling of weakness, which is helpless. This is a reflection of my weakness is my character without money and care to survive. Thin impulses, not acceptance of life with respect for life and understanding. A woman stands in a queue starts to rush me, I respond with patience and respect, that in front of a man on crutches, I can not move.
  •     During the day, vigilant, watching the bodily sensations, and they manifest and painful. S. me unhappy. He is talking tough. I do not vedus. So maybe. And I understand this Consciousness plays through it with me. To hear from his son. Yes tough. She answered quietly, not defensively, not arguing. But the head was ill. That consciousness wants to tell me, speaking so harshly. I do not understand. Turn on the TV, man Swami Dasha says: I Player! And my soul rejoiced! I'm a player. I have broken through to consciousness. Ha-ha-ha. Everything was easy and simple
  •     Something gnaws at me. I caught myself thinking that everything is bad. I picked up a book, read: you must become a master of his thoughts. Consciousness tells me again. Bravo. Comes C. and rudely talking to me. I have, kind of confidence appeared. The world reflects what you think about it. He-good person (but it's different in each situation). The main thing is my attitude. Why C so treats me? so it's Consciousness plays. Consciousness wakes me up, it forces to be in the moment now and play with him. S. stared into my eyes. I smiled sweetly and went. I'm a player. It helps to carry all perepity life and not be more than a victim. Evening. It hurts the heart, watching the news-breaking aircraft. It seemed to understand that this world is an illusion and everything is perfect, but this is my response to the event. Compassion...
  •     More episode - come to the accountant with the documents forward until the answer, comes another man with whom I have a strained relationship and how that measure without climbing to the accountant with their documents, simultaneously taking still and my signature. The most interesting thing to watch his reaction, because basically all just happens. But at some point it became involved and the dwarf whisper, so this is my foe, he climbs ahead of me, so he gave me this in anything does not make insults. I protect intellectual justified his actions that he was urgent and important. But the sediment remained. During the day, several times in the memory of this episode, and pop every time I knew back in the position of responsibility that my task is to make their own weakness and helplessness.
  • Wake his son to school, he as always asleep and I can not lift it, on the first lesson slept, feel guilt, feel the tension in your body, throat pressure, irritation, feeling rejected, would think the teacher is identified - merge, remember the mission, fear uselessness, and he tells me that he knows, and I try to help him, someone help? Me, not to feel the fear of loneliness and uselessness? Rastozhdestvlyayus and accept things as they are. I have consciousness.
  •     I get a slap, track down a weakness in the body, shame that laugh at me, a feeling of humiliation, fear of freedom. The moment of rejection, a departure from the mission, remember that it is the protection of self-manifestation, regardless of other opinions rastozhdestvlyayus and accept things as they are. This rally, find strength, I feel ashamed for myself and for others, often limit themselves to the pleasures that I was not worthy, and is identified by punishing samoedstvom and control to not do or say anything superfluous. I remember the mission and rastozhdestvlyayus. I have consciousness.
  •    I am for the first time on the signature of the head of the table, for conducting classes, thinking that everything is done as it should. She looked up and said to remodel, as the names are not written in alphabetical order, I feel discomfort in the body, I feel rejected, fear of meaninglessness. I'm going to remodel, as well as the volume of large, I begin to look for the cause, why not just say I catch myself that I do not accept the transfer, recall the mission that the character of other vinyl and condemned, do not accept everything. as is twirling suffering. As it is necessary Rastozhdestvlyayus do. I understand that everything is a game. And I have consciousness.
  •    Importance. At work, there is a discussion, I express my opinion quite active .... the boss says, and you do not get stuck ... pauses and begins to explore the state of the offense ... it does not matter ... in the body of someone in the chest, let unimportance and whom chest to be ... there is estrangement of feelings and emotions, and they flow freely, I can watch them for ...
  •     Her husband buys salted herring and dwarf happy and cheers! Tasty, herring ... I believe we identify. For dinner, I ate a lot of herring and after dinner dwarf sang what you eat herring? It is harmful, thirsty now ... I realize rally lost ... take respite ... ha ha, first wanted tasty from the outside, and then did not want to answer .... watch thirst ... thinking about the injury and his loss ... more bullying goes on sickness and death ... much !!!! Skipping compression in Manipur and impotence ... yes it is possible and everything is going to end, death ... and then it becomes ridiculous and occur once the identification! To die so with music)))) Yes, there are strong involvement play ... more ...
  • N. came to visit her husband and complains that the second day of drinking ... she's pregnant .. notice a lump in my throat, pity it should not be, you need to save, there is a powerful identification and fall asleep, and then draw complicated by the fact that comes cheerful girlfriend and "wakes up" are you so ??? Yes, all is well !!!! It's their problem why you climb ??? And then I wake up and begin to play !!! I see the joke, chest and burning and compression step on the conviction should not be suffering, so sad, so sad, these feelings goes identification with weakness, with the victim. And I can watch all these manifestations ... becoming light and free ...
  •     Numb right foot. Watching. It is understood that this fear of freedom. Before the eye of the picture, as I broke my leg in the ankle. After a corporate party on the work of Igor, trying to help clear the dishes from the tables, he stumbled over the threshold and fell and broke his leg, but has kept the dishes :). Perhaps it was a subconscious desire to please his friends - fear of freedom to appear just as you want. You want - to get out, and do not want - do not clean up. Haha, the fear of rejection again. :) Well, you found again!
  •     After the meditation state of rest and relaxation. Hen pecks at grain at.
  •     After practice I register a certain fear to say, but I say quite calmly about my perception of the behavior of man in relation to his mother: that was unbearable ... It is justified and protected ... for me a small victory in what I said, but not stopped and suppressed in itself ... appeared strength and joy.
  • Accommodation pain from yesterday's mother moved. This pain oschushalas me all day. I tried to be in it, to feel it throughout the day. And now, in practice, we realized that the pain - it is disappointed by the idea that there are a true (guaranteed) love in our relationship with her husband or from his mother's presence. Attention later in anahata deeply. black out from anahata, the mucous, the size of a tennis ball. T: acute pain (B5) anahata; M: Love is not real. Disappointment. After the ball was easy and light in anahata. I went joy.
  •    After practice I go to her husband for help solving the problem of loan repayment. I go, realizing his little girl. I listened to a tirade about what we need to advance to talk about such things. Husband transfers the money. loan delinquency problem is solved. But the problem remains freezing of accounts. Emotions from his tirades no. There are game and watching a little girl from a position of trust Life.


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