Saturday, February 17, 2007

Osho





7. Awareness

Try Again

Awareness
Mind can never be intelligent - only no-mind is intelligent. Only no-mind is original and radical. Only no-mind is revolutionary - revolution in action. This mind gives you a sort of stupor. Burdened by the memories of the past, burdened by the projections of the future, you go on living - at the minimum. You don't live at the maximum. Your flame remains very dim. Once you start dropping thoughts, the dust that you have collected in the past, the flame arises - clean, clear, alive, young. Your whole life becomes a flame, and a flame without any smoke. That is what awareness is.
Osho A Sudden Clash of Thunder Chapter 1

Commentary:
The veil of illusion, or maya, that has been keeping you from perceiving reality as it is, is starting to burn away. The fire is not the heated fire of passion, but the cool flame of awareness. As it burns the veil, the face of a very delicate and childlike buddha becomes visible. The awareness that is growing in you now is not the result of any conscious "doing", nor do you need to struggle to make something happen. Any sense you might have had that you've been groping in the dark is dissolving now, or will be dissolving soon. Let yourself settle, and remember that deep inside you are just a witness, eternally silent, aware and unchanged. A channel is now opening from the circumference of activity to that center of witnessing. It will help you to become detached, and a new awareness will lift the veil from your eyes.



23. De Schepper

Probeer nog eens

De Schepper
Er zijn twee soorten scheppers in de wereld: het ene soort schepper werkt met objecten - dichters, schilders, zij werken met objecten, zij creëren dingen; het andere soort schepper, de mysticus, schept zichzelf. Hij werkt niet met objecten, hij werkt met het subject; hij werkt aan zichzelf, zijn eigen wezen. En hij is de ware schepper, de ware dichter, want hij maakt van zichzelf een meesterwerk. In jou zit een meesterwerk verborgen, maar je staat zelf in de weg. Stap opzij, dan wordt het meesterwerk onthuld. Iedereen is een meesterwerk, want God schenkt nooit het leven aan iets dat minder is. Ieder draagt dat verborgen meesterwerk levens lang met zich mee en weet niet wie hij is; alleen aan de oppervlakte probeert hij iemand te worden. Laat het idee varen dat je iemand moet worden, want je bent al een meesterwerk. Je bent niet voor verbetering vatbaar. Je hoeft het alleen maar te vinden, te weten, te beseffen. God zelf heeft je geschapen, je bent niet voor verbetering vatbaar.
Osho Ah, This! Chapter 1

Kommentaar
De zen-meester op deze kaart heeft de vuurenergie getemd en is in staat deze voor creatieve in plaats van destructieve doeleinden te gebruiken. Hij nodigt ons uit het inzicht, verkregen door hen die meester zijn geworden over het vuur van de hartstocht zonder dit te onderdrukken of destructief en onevenwichtig te laten worden, te herkennen en er deelgenoot van te worden. Hij is zo geïntegreerd dat er geen verschil meer bestaat tussen wie hij van binnen is en wie hij in de buitenwereld is. Hij biedt dit inzicht en deze integratie aan als geschenk aan iedereen die bij hem komt, de gave van het scheppende licht dat uit het centrum van zijn wezen straalt. De Vuurheer vertelt ons dat alles wat we nu ondernemen, vanuit het inzicht dat volwassenheid met zich meebrengt, ons eigen leven en het leven van anderen zal verrijken. Gebruik alle vermogens die je hebt, alles wat je van je eigen levenservaring hebt geleerd; het is tijd om je te uiten.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

rain-thoughts

do you know how hard it is to blog something about yourself. That strangers kan read have a peak in side your head...- LOL-

I was walking home from work, it was raining, but i didn't mind. mine thoughts could go its way... It was nice. The fresh air was coming towards me.. And i looked after a long time to the expression on peoples faces. It was nice... The whole setup was dramatic dark rainy day,but people where laughing and walking fast to their destination. Even me. But the rain made me..uhmm how shall i descibe it.. it made me feel free in some kind of strange way...

today my day went by, by observing people. I just love to read the emotions on someones face. so impressive. That brings me on a topic. I can be so happy if someone tells me that they found love in their life. It just makes me happy. To see people how they found love.. or if someone tells me good news.. i can be more happier than the other person. Some people cant understand that or find it strange. But for me it is normal to show your affection/ emotion to others if you mean it. Why should we pretend or hide it.

Sometimes I really ask myself, why are people so insecure. I know they are afraid of getting hurt. But isn't it that you just learn from all your mistakes and. That being insecure is a caracter habbit that you have to work on it. Just get all those strange ghost away from your head. Everyone has its own insecurities, but it doesn't mean that it has to rule you.

ok my head is going on and on.. from one topic to another. hope you reader can draw a line in it. and that you can understand what iam trying to write /say.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Find Yourself

When you find yourself in some far off place
and it causes you to rethink some things
You start to sense that slowly you're becoming someone else
And then you find yourself...

When you make new friends in a brand new town
and you start to think about settling down
The things that would have been lost on you
are now clear as a bell
And you find yourself,
yeah thats when you find yourself

Well you go through life
so sure of where you're headed
And you wind up lost
and its the best thing that could have happened
Cause sometimes when you lose your way, its really just as well
because you find yourself,
yeah that's when you find yourself.

-Brad P. from the Movie "Cars"

Find Yourself

Friday, January 12, 2007

Feeling sad

If you can imagine it you can achieve it. If you can dream it, you can become it. --William Arthur Ward --

you know the stories that begins ones in a lifetime there was A.....

In my case you can say ones in a life time a was a dreamer, but I think I lost myself. Is it a hard lesson of life or is it a hard lesson of having dreams, getting your hopes up.

yak... Need to get these darkclouds out of my head. Don't want to be philosophical today, It just makes me sad. Why I don't know. I'm just sad. Why there is a lot of reasons for it. But if you look at it from the sidelines it would look so small..
What can I say, its the small things that makes me happy, that what's me to enjoy life. But I'm caught in a world, where people just rush in to life, without any meaning of it value. Day in day out.

I'm just sad. India changed me in a sort of way. What shall I say, got a lot of time to think. But even than I don't have the answers on my questions. Strange. Life doesn't give you always the answers by thinking.

The holidays

Last Christmas & holiday I was for the first time in India. After a culture shock it was a nice vacation.

short impression of Mumbai..
gosh that city is so crowded and there are so many poor people living there. I liked the spirit of the people towards on. How they lived. They had so little but even than they could survive. I don't think I would survive it.

Nizamabad / Armur / Nyaped ( if you write it like that)
It was nice it was like the typical mid gow culture. It was nice being there. The air was fresh and I could rest for a while. A way from al the busy lifetracks etc.

Hyderabad
That I call a nice city, a lot of historical buildings and siteseeings and it was browsing al day. It looked like they don't sleep in India. It was worse than Mumbai hahaha in a good way ofcourse. What I noticed in India last Dec/ Jan there was every day somewhere in the city a wedding. I looked like there was a hype on the shaadi theme in this season.

all by all India was good for a first expression. And it really deserves a second chance.

but still my heart lies in my birthcountry... not Europe nor India

Friday, November 24, 2006

Enneagram / G. I. Gurdjieff

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/G._I._Gurdjieff
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enneagram

Read the first link before looking at the Enneagram!





an other intresting side, just have a look.

http://www.arsfloreat.nl/essay-1-plato.html

Thursday, November 23, 2006

You Are a Chimera

You are very outgoing and well connected to many people.
Incredibly devoted to your family and friends, you find purpose in nurturing others.
You are rarely alone, and you do best in the company of others.
You are incredibly expressive, and people are sometimes overwhelmed by your strong emotions.

Monday, November 13, 2006

What's going on!!!


What's going on!!!

being and feeling sick for several weeks now. Just having symptom of the flue. And now trying to live as normal as I can. But at a moment it breaks U.. I just want to be better of/or be sick nothing between it. aarrrggg..

ok that was a little frustration that had to be out of my system. pff

I just was passing some bloggers and read about someone loosing in one week a few persons to God. I just heard yesterday that a friend lost his dada, and after reading the blog i heard that an other person lost a good friend and again someone has passed away.

what's going on!!!!

The ironic part is that all over the world people die, but you don't stand still about it. Just when one is having fun, somewhere else in the world someone is facing dukh of a deceased one.

They always tell you don't worry they go to heaven etc. Don't cry, they gone to a better place than earth. I often ask myself is that true. Knowing how it feels to have lost a few very important persons in life. And still I can't let it go. Just want to talk and hug them. Shall I always miss them like that.

an other thing I really dislike. If someone past away you give you're condolence to a person. I really hate that word. It''s the opposite of congratulations.
even in Dutch I hate that word. gecondoleerd and the opposite is gefelicteerd. Who the hell came up with that stupid insensitive, cold word.

ok back on the topic. I hope god has a good plan for al those people he took from us. And may all their souls be in peace.

sleep tight....

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Walking in circle



my mind is going ballistic at the moment, even if my body rejects its just having to much thoughts at the same time. One moment I'm just chill and thinking about the nice things of my life and the other side I just see my whole past.

like the elderly often say.. Girl don't look back. Move forward and don't give up hope in live.

Why does it feel so strange, why do I think about the past and why can't I let it behind me. If I just look back how I might reacted when I was 19 or younger than now. Not that I am that much older. I just can not figure it out. Why don't I have the courage to pull myself out of misery and live my life at the fullest. Why am I stuck. Just like a stoptrain, that stops to often and for to long time. Why does it feel like everybody is moving on with their lives and I'm standing still.

and again I can just wonder and ask the same question why! But shall I get an answer on it?

Toninght I experienced the same old pain, but today I wasn't the person with all the obligations. I just saw a dear friend going trough that pain. I had for many years. So these kinds of event is for mine person enough to have thoughts of the past.
Maybe someday

Sunday, October 29, 2006

My little sunshine,




Baby Aman went to the doctor yesterday and got his annual injection (jakkes). During the day he got high fever. It was just heartbreaking tohear him cry all day long, Looking at his big eyes and red cones, But his Nana played with him and he cheered up. It just lightend up his pain a little bit. His mom overnighted with him at her mom's place. The whole night Baby had pain and fever and cried. We treid everything to relief him from his pain, massage, vicks etc. So at one moment he fell in sleep. To everybody's relief. Now we could fall in sleep to. I had to wake up early but couldn't fall a sleep, that was a bummer, so i just tried to read. The baby woke up again en started te cry. His nani couldn't get him a sleep again. He just cried his longs out. It was so sad to hear. Than i went to him and picked him up. He tried to cry with tears but he can't cry, so he was so stiff and disordered. My heart just broke by seeing this, i felt his pain. So i just hold him in my arms and wiged him to sleep and talked to him, he calmed down and i felt he reacted on me. I know how he reacts on the gaytrie mantra so i song it for him than he fell in sleep as a happy little baby. I told him that if he is not able te cry so he shouldn't try. He looked so peacefull in his sleep. And than my alarm went off and i had to go hit the showers and go to work. I wanted to stay in bed and just hug him all the time,or be on his side. My little sunshine was still sleeping as an angel.

Hihihi my short story

Sunday, October 01, 2006

What shall I tell.

The question is: can someone truly love another person. Is that possibe? When can we talk about true love? Yeah I know, the most Enigma and at the same time paradox questions....

Today I had a conversation with my friend from secudaire school. I know her for more than 10 years now. And we both are in our twenties, for the indianculture we're old. For the society we should be married and have at least two childeren.. LOL. So we're expired hahaha can you imagine that.

We both are playing with the question if its possible to love someone so deeply that you can forget yourself. Is it really possible

He is a character, he is smart, funny and different than al those other boys that I know. How often did you hear that :S You can say he is my Mr. Big, I just think and dream about him the whole day, he is my devil, my luxury of sin :sight:
But there is a but. But now I'm just confused, yeah I'm in a state of confusion.

How people can change with every moment in life. The older you get, the more you know that life is not a Bollywood movie or just a love story you read in a good novel. Life itself is a enigma and don't start with love... It's so confusing