Thursday, May 6, 2010

"Live Wire" - The Path of Unseen Energy

Copyright: By Mike Robinson & Jo Le-Rose 2002

The piano teacher looks at the clock again, it is 5.30p.m and his client is 15mins late. At first he thinks it may be traffic that has held her up, but 30mins later there is still no sign of her and no telephone call. Even though he works from home, he is now angry and he feels that his time has been wasted. He starts to think how selfish she has been and he begins to judge her past actions, which are only confirming his belief of how she never follows his rules of time and his frustration begins to emerge…

His client is driving her car to pick up her daughter from school, and she is late for the piano lesson because her daughter’s school trip has over run. The woman has not been home during the day and does not have the piano teacher’s telephone number with her. Suddenly, she starts to feel angry and she does not know why. She starts to get angry at the school and in particular with the bus driver for his lateness, and then she remembers all the times people have let her down and she starts to think about various people who have made her angry in her life. In turn, these people begin to feel angry…. and they do not know why…

At the school she meets up with the other 30 parent’s who are waiting for the school bus, and they too are angry about the driver being late. It is Friday evening and everyone wants to be at home winding down and relaxing. A woman calls to the head teacher, "This is ridiculous. I’ve waited here for 30mins and still no sign of them." They all nod their heads in agreement and they start to talk to each other about the last time the school made a mistake, or how long they’ve had to wait for a bus, to see a doctor, or a dentist, etc, and emotions begin to run high, as the chat turns into gossip and judgment. This distorted energy is now being sent to those from the past and the doctors, dentists and those that they have gossiped about suddenly begin to feel angry…and they do not know why…

Meanwhile, the bus driver is very flustered, as he has now been stuck in a roadwork jam on the M25 for 45mins and he is feeling angry with the guys who are laying the new road. He beeps his horn in frustration, and because he also has 30 parent’s thinking about him, his anger gets worse. To top it all off, the kids are tired and they are beginning to play up. He yells at them to be quiet, but they too are feeling fed-up and frustrated.

The guys doing the road works are just not happy at all. There have been several hold ups with the building of the road, and theyve had to narrow the motorway to a single lane, causing an eight mile queue. One guy looks up at the school bus as the driver beeps his horn. He tries to diffuse the situation by waving at the driver, but the driver puts up his fist in anger and the guy drops his head. He starts to feel angry too and he begins to look at his life. It is a monotonous existence and he is just not living his aspirations. An image of his father pops into his mind and he thinks about how his father would not let him follow his dream of playing in an orchestra, and feelings of anger and blame begin to surface. In a town 50miles away his father suddenly feels angry with his life…and he does not know why…

The guy looks at his workmates, who also look fed-up. You can almost see a haze of projected thought forms of anger and frustration around them from the passing traffic. ‘Fancy a drink down the pub?’ he shouts. No wonder they get drunk most nights, as the pub has become a way of releasing themselves from the disruptive projected energy.

The rush hour of six thousand cars slowly pass the workers by. Most of the drivers face’s look fed up and stern. They are thinking about the traffic queue and angry memories from the day or from the past begin to surface. They pass on the anger to at least half-a-dozen people each. There are now 36,000 people feeling angry who do not know why… In turn, they begin to think about what has made them angry and pass it on to at least half-a-dozen people each. There are now 216,000 people feeling angry who do not know why… they pass it on… Within the hour 46 million people are feeling angry who do not know why… This anger is spreading faster than any disease or plague!!!

Meanwhile, nature is being bombarded by all the polluted thoughts from humanity. In response the rats begin to run riot in a city’s main sewage system. Over a period of days they begin to infest thousands of homes. It is becoming a hygienic problem for the inhabitants. A rat bites a small child and she breaks out in a fever. Mother Nature is giving expression to the anger of humanity. The thought forms from humanity always materialise and deeply effect the environment...

A week later the piano man is laid in bed with flu. He has not been able to move out of bed for two days, as his temperature is very high and he is furious with himself. All of his appointments have had to be cancelled. No-one around him has had the flu so he cannot understand how he caught it… His daily life is created by his thoughts and his original thoughts about his client have now come back to him laden with angry bacteria, which has broke through his aura and sapped his strength. His thoughts added to the anger that plagues this planet and this had an effect on millions of people. What is given out will always return multiplied…

In the next village, a woman is sitting with a cup-of-tea looking out of her window at the daffodils in her garden when suddenly, she begins to feel angry. Immediately, she goes outside into the garden and questions where the anger is coming from, as she knows it does not belong to her. Checking her own thoughts and feelings she begins to search inside for the source and she finds the energy of an old school friend who is projecting anger towards her. In response, she puts up a mirror at this friend and sends light through the mirror to diffuse the anger. This light travels into her friend’s energy and begins to break down the anger. In turn, the light is passed on and affects the person who sent the anger to him, and the chain goes on. The only antidote to a disease or plague is love. To change the world, only one person needs to take responsibility for their thoughts. The woman has now given light to millions of people without even leaving her garden. The plague ends here…until the next thought of anger arises…

A few years later the piano man dies and he finds himself in a dark and crowded place. He is in a parallel world that is not much different from the earth that he left behind and surrounding him are similar things and similar people. His level of understanding life is just the same. In his confusion he starts to get angry with those around him for his current state. He grumbles to himself and blames the government, his parent’s and society and he looks back at all the times when people did not live up to his expectations and please him and he remembers the incident of his client who did not show up. Immediately, he begins to defend himself by judging and criticising her actions. Suddenly, he remembers her apologetic telephone call that occurred the next day, so he starts to look at the whole situation from her angle and the reality of what really happened reveals itself. He sees the effect his angry thoughts had upon her and the world and he begins to cry and wail at the emptiness of his life. All those wasted opportunities to bring forth a life filled with love, compassion, joy and freedom. Instead, he chose to create a small, limited and cynical world. Slowly over time he is shown that there is nothing outside of the self. We attract all that comes our way.

The truth is… whether in life or death, you will have to face the effect of all your thoughts, words and actions. One thought affects every living thing, every aspect of nature, the earth, the planets and the cosmos; that’s how powerful you truly are… 




Friday, April 16, 2010

The Ultimate Meditation Technique; Sticking With It



Guest Blogger - Dr Russell Razzaque





People often tell me about their difficulties with meditation; it's hard to start and, often, just as hard to maintain on a regular basis.

In our lives we are programmed to remain active. Work, play and sleep - these are the 3 modes of activity our entire day is designed around. Nothing else. But meditation does not fall into any of these categories, that's why it's hard to keep it in our daily routine. Also its gains can take some time to materialize; weeks, months and even years, rather than the seconds or minutes most product/experience marketing promises us in the digital age. That's why regular meditation is a lot like regular exercise. It's hard to start and often hard to stick with too.

When we meditate, we allow ourselves time with the innermost emotions, thoughts and feelings inside. We don't employ them for this or that purpose, we simply watch them. It's the difference between driving a car and being a passenger. We are so used to driving our lives this way and that, that we find the practice of just sitting and observing so alien.

The most fundamental reason for meditation being so difficult, however, is that a part of us - whether you call it the ego, the outer self or the lower self (although I tend to avoid the latter as no part of ourselves is higher or lower than another) - is intensely involved in the world. It lives in and feeds off the constant vicissitudes of existence. Like a soap opera addict, it never sees beyond the dramas of life. This is an inevitable and necessary part of all of us as, without it, we'd be ineffective in this world. What is also necessary, however, is the ability to sometimes take a step outside of the merry-go-round and just be. Just feel. Just know. And just watch. You don't have to turn it into your whole life - you just need windows, but the world based self will always keep dragging you back to the next most important thing. From the perspective of the ego, everything is important and it all needs attention right now. And sometimes we fall for it.

When you meditate you realize that it doesn't, but remembering that and extricating yourself from the constant whirlwind will, necessarily, always be a constant struggle.

As a result - even after months or years of practice - we can end up lapsing out of it. It's the same with any exercise that returns us to the position of observer - whether it's yoga or Tai Chi. That's why the ultimate meditation technique is, in its essence, simple; just stick with it.

Easier said than done, though, I know.
Dr Russell Razzaque is a medical doctor and psychiatrist based in London. If you liked this article then you'll likely benefit from Sileotherapy; a FREE stillness based online self help program in which Dr Razzaque teaches people to go beyond thought and realise their true potential: http://www.meditation-therapy.net

Sunday, March 21, 2010

We are who we've been waiting for..


( I came across this on Facebook.. it resonates very deeply...)

We Are Who We Have Been Waiting For
http://www.facebook.com/JShypnosis?v=app_4949752878#!/video/video.php?v=10150169780530457&ref=mf

This Is The Event We Have Been Waiting For

Anytime, Anywhere, Anybody - The Universe will gel the event together out of linear time - so it really does not matter when you do it.

This Will Take Two Minutes And Is Free!

There Is No Right Way Or Wrong Way!

All you have to do is:

IMAGINE IN YOUR MINDS EYE – YOU OPEN YOUR ARMS OUT – REACHING – YOU JOIN HANDS WITH ANOTHER ON EACH SIDE – AS YOU CONNECT YOU RADIATE A BRILLIANT WHITE LIGHT.

The mere fact that you have read this you have already participated but to really power it up you do it with intention. The power of intention is what is going to make this work.

The person you connect with on each hand can be anyone – someone you know – someone you used to know – someone who is no longer here physically – someone you do not recognise – someone you admire – someone you cannot see even.

You can do it once, or a million times, we cannot overdo this. You can do it on your own or with a group. You can be in solitude or on a busy street, train, plane. You can do it in nature. You can do it in work. You can do it in a holy place. You can do it in a field. You can do it whilst meditating. You can do it in any mood. You can do it in the sunshine, you can do it in the rain.

I THINK YOU GET THE PICTURE

You Can Do It Now. You Can Do It Later. You Can Do It Yesterday. (Facebook event menu has restricted the dates on here)

JUST DO IT – WITH THE INTENTION OF CONNECTING

Please pass this to all your friends and groups. Please Twitter it, Blog it, email it, website it, word of mouth it. Please translate it and pass it on. This must be global.

Please post any reactions, significant changes, obvious influences you may notice after this invite was read!!

Sunday, March 7, 2010

It Must be so...

They walk the earth
Shielded by human faces
Safe-guarding their identities

It must be so…

They assimilate lives
in this dimension
masquerading infinite energy
which otherwise could not be
contained within the frame of a human body

This must be so…

No one sees behind their eyes,
No one hears farther than their words,
No one understands
Beyond their emotions,

It is not time…

When impressions
Past and future crumble
Into the melting pot
of now and forever more…
and not a moment before,
Will the dim glass
become crystal clear,

And only then,
Shall they be revealed
Unto this world

Behold…
A Light shines
On yonder hill..

Sunday, February 21, 2010

For I am only Human

Like a rebellious child
I denounced my inheritance
leaving behind a home,
perfectly prepared for the fullness
of expression,
And walked off into the darkness

With the impetuousness of youth
I brought no provisions,
not a candle nor lamp
to light my way

Like an unrepentant fool
I trudge day after day
unbeknownst to me
covering the very tracks
that would lead me home

Like a cowering simpleton
my bravado weakens
with each declaration of well-being

Ceaselessly, I ask directions
but each weary traveler I encounter
sends me deeper into lost consciousness,
as the blind cannot lead the blind

I see the creatures of darkness
keeping a fervent vigil in my head,
Do they smell the stench of my human fear?

Like so many others before me
I am committing the greatest tragedy
since I also have bought into the delusion,
that, “I am only human”
©
nerak

Sunday, February 14, 2010

I am - all "That"

"All things belong to "That" divine presence, whose home is everywhere. "That" presence is the single, inner life of the entire universe. Each thing perceived is just an outer habitation of "that" one inmost life. From "that", all governance and guidance comes, in all acts and happenings. All things are for its sake."  - Teachings from the Upanishads.  


We are the image of Source. What does that mean?
Seems we have such varying perceptions of what or who this Origin is...  how then are we to know what we are?

There are so many versions presented of what "That' is, some depicting qualities we would not tolerate in each other... so where is the 'truth' about "That"? Is it the angry, vengeful, jealous man portrayed in some religions? Where is the joy in being manipulated by such states? I know what it is to be angry, jealous and vengeful and frankly, those are unpleasant feelings. So what then are we to do and more importantly, why do these perverted representations continue to persist about the essence with and in which we are crafted? Or are we simply molding our interpretations of the Divine within the confines we have of ourselves?

The word - 'eternal' - makes me realize I can't conjure up the essence of what "That" is with my conditioned, limited mind - For the life of me, I cannot conceptually wrap my mind around what 'eternal' should feel like in a sustainable way.

What I do know, is all my authentic moments of deep, deep interacting with something/someone beyond the known, come as all-encompassing feelings, sensations, profound understanding, deeply personal and oftentimes inexplicable. They are not from my thinking nor praying mind, but indisputably real moments of completely losing any notion of who I think I am, into an awareness of being integral to a far greater reality.

"That" does not live in my intellect. No matter how many books I can quote and how much I may understand the coming together of the cosmos.. all is of naught...  if it's still only information swirling around in my head - as it brings me not one step closer to living it's authenticity. Years of theological studies and debating to find more and more sophisticated ways of saying the same things, do not reveal to my experiencing, a mind that has transcended it's conditioning, as I will still find myself reacting to triggers from deep emotional impressions.

OmniPresence comes in my quiet moments of intimate communication and communion in awareness. It is nothing special and yet, everything - when self dissolves into that moment becoming a part of the whole... Beyond this, I can speak nothing more of "That" and yet, I struggle to find words to describe what "That' is.

The Divine is you .. with your own taste and flavor,  so for me or anyone else to tell you what "That" is, seems ludicrous hence, so many versions, misperceptions and contradictory information. The unveiling is in your own living. What I or others could share  however, is the 'how' - describing some of the techniques or 'tools' we've used to become less and less manipulated by our learnt patterns of thinking and behavior which in itself, opens our experiences to an internal stream of consciousness to and from the unknown. "That"-  is where we fill in the blank for ourselves.

The more we drop our conditioning, the more our Divine nature blossoms which for me, has emanating at it's core - the quality of unconditional love. I use the word unconditional to describe the love reflective of the Divine (therefore, our innate being), as we humans have come up with our own version of what love represents and in most cases, it is burdened by expectations... "I love you, if..."

Unconditional Love essentially is, loving someone regardless of one's actions or beliefs - an unlimited way of being. Seems unrealistic but the truth is, if we fully understand that we are not here to influence how another thinks but to evaluate our own perceptions of ourselves and others, there comes a deep level of acceptance of what is, and a releasing of the ego's needs to control how others think and act. 


The ultimate is to 'see' ourselves and each other, as divine beings, brainwashed by erroneous information therefore, not acting as our true all - "That" - selves.

With unconditional love as the central representation of my nature - first, I learn to love myself - unconditionally, and in my effort to love myself unconditionally, I learn the qualities of tolerance, forgiveness, patience, acceptance, compassion and kindness, all of which enable me to extend this way of being to every other interaction in my life. This is my central 'guide' on this journey to unveil the divine in me. It is tangible and realistic as, it literally comes down to practicing being conscious of every thought I foster and each choice I make. If I remain faithful to this path, then I believe all other aspects of my life fall harmoniously into place.

So yes, I could go off on the intellectualizing of so much information I've come across along the way - much of which has been invaluable in my understanding more and more of the big picture, but for practicality purposes, when I wake up in the mornings with 'bad feelings",  the question is; what, in that precise moment can help me overcome these addictive habits to doom and gloom...  First, it is the realization that the cycle of self-negation is a direct result of implanted fears which cause my disconnect to Source, along with a consistent application of self-remembering techniques all of which, begin and end with the same concept and understanding... my journey to the Divine rests on these words: 
All "That" - is - Love - therefore - I Am - Love.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

The Mask Of Illusion (From the Series: Interludes with Higher Mind)


Remove the painted mask
reflecting a single point
of perception,
let the fullness of Being
behind these eyes,
at last, be seen

How I long to roll my existence
into a cocoon
transcending the elements
of this self-deceptive state…

If I could but cut these parts
that bring sorrow,
If I could but shed the skin
that taunts with mortality,
If I could, but lay down with thee
and never rise to see
the world of illusions

What blissful imagery
would permeate my mind,
What joy would fill my soul

The secrets are gone,
There is nothing left to hide,
Strip away the mask
And let it be …
©