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That space, the garden , RIVER
I.
The evening falls. Enjoyable and enlightening fall, like some angels or the leaves in autumn. On afternoons like is that sometimes I become a sad song. What a pity that some time ago will eventually be defined completely. What I wouldnt give to suspend me in this twilight state, fluctuating in a sadness that does not hurt.
The last months have been quiet. From the standpoint of the blog, to me seems to have been on a retreat or something style. Of course, as in any other case of silence has allowed me to enlighten, understand. And I belong to that group of people for whom self-knowledge is vital, perhaps the main tool for that life acquires meaning.
II.
At this time I realized something: the benefits of giving to the other without reservation.
For many years I did not understand why the good times, periods of happiness, feelings of fullness, comfort, joy, short-lived. I got used to say, when I feel happy or good fortune, that at some point reach its counterpart, crisis. The stability was not me. But he suspected that welfare should be more than the consequence of a sum of different circumstances.
Today I understand that one way to make these feelings go on indefinitely is become helpful.
III.
This social reality, this culture, we become selfish. The money, recognition, sacrifice, pain, appearance, wealthy, power, pride, are beliefs that are raised to a level of "values" and, as such, we spend much of our time in getting them or idealizing, ie, we focus only on us, in ours, we absorbed, which, sooner or later, lead to personal dissatisfaction (in this is overwhelming the human condition).
Neither the schools nor the media nor the government, provide valuable information that allows us to detach from all these superficial desires to which we are engaged, but enough to be willing to open up new paths for that wisdom begins to flow (in this "willing" it's really hard, but that is another matter.)
The evening falls. Enjoyable and enlightening fall, like some angels or the leaves in autumn. On afternoons like is that sometimes I become a sad song. What a pity that some time ago will eventually be defined completely. What I wouldnt give to suspend me in this twilight state, fluctuating in a sadness that does not hurt.
The last months have been quiet. From the standpoint of the blog, to me seems to have been on a retreat or something style. Of course, as in any other case of silence has allowed me to enlighten, understand. And I belong to that group of people for whom self-knowledge is vital, perhaps the main tool for that life acquires meaning.
II.
At this time I realized something: the benefits of giving to the other without reservation.
For many years I did not understand why the good times, periods of happiness, feelings of fullness, comfort, joy, short-lived. I got used to say, when I feel happy or good fortune, that at some point reach its counterpart, crisis. The stability was not me. But he suspected that welfare should be more than the consequence of a sum of different circumstances.
Today I understand that one way to make these feelings go on indefinitely is become helpful.
III.
This social reality, this culture, we become selfish. The money, recognition, sacrifice, pain, appearance, wealthy, power, pride, are beliefs that are raised to a level of "values" and, as such, we spend much of our time in getting them or idealizing, ie, we focus only on us, in ours, we absorbed, which, sooner or later, lead to personal dissatisfaction (in this is overwhelming the human condition).
Neither the schools nor the media nor the government, provide valuable information that allows us to detach from all these superficial desires to which we are engaged, but enough to be willing to open up new paths for that wisdom begins to flow (in this "willing" it's really hard, but that is another matter.)
At that opening I've spent the last years, and in the particular case of the moments of fullness (born almost obsolete), I experienced that the more I give to the other, the longer my fullness.
It is interesting that everything that we carry our seal, that sort of trademark that distinguishes us: to speak, to express ideas, cooking, walking, kissing, complaining, looking, writing are always communicating something, always physical planes are manifesting in our internal energy, our thoughts, our deepest caves.
So if you are helpful without expectations, only with the intention of giving to the other and, incidentally, put aside self-absorption, naturally, the opposition as it will be back after spending a state judging egocentric unconsciously what we need and what not, ie, pure absorption, excessive free time "? not see beyond our noses.
IV.
Ah, how wonderful it is that through a single action can be obtained in different flanks consequences. And is that being helpful (one action) we have the opportunity to rid ourselves of selfishness (which is liberating) and, therefore, to stop perceived shortcomings (which is even more liberating.)
The simplest forms of service are endless and lovingly everyday but, unfortunately, not always carried out: give up the seat, hugging, listening with attention to anyone speaking, give a massage, take the step, smile at everyone, cooking, sincerely ask "how are you?" in order to offer general assistance, and each one is given selflessly to the other, each one delivers its concentration and its ability to act on the other, whoever he is (and is more discreet than the service) I have no doubt that great things happen inside of us, what do I know if a cellular level, neuronal glandular, biochemical, whatever, just know that selfless service is a great mechanism for welfare, protection, health.
( Click to read a beautiful text written by GS Arundale about the Service as a continuation of this post)
( Click to read a beautiful text written by GS Arundale about the Service as a continuation of this post)
