<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:16:22.567-08:00</updated><category term='story'/><category term='Things interesting to me'/><category term='Guild Activities'/><category term='Spirals'/><category term='Goals list'/><category term='Bubbling Inspirations'/><category term='Diviniation Musings'/><title type='text'>In touch with the infinite</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-3443936720984141327</id><published>2011-07-25T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T21:20:46.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No need to be offended by preferences that don't save one from the cycle of birth and death...</title><content type='html'>I don't think it's too important to be concerned about personal preference in mundane things, such as movies, music, hobbies etc, and get offended when others disagree with preferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything that is transitory and impermenant is not really something to get all offended about. Even getting offended in itself is because a person wants to consider themselves the central enjoying agent in life, and so anything that does not please their personal preference is seen as a thing to get very reactive about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I relate to things is this, if something wants to degrade something that is fully representitive of a divine transcendent source - then that is okay to defend, because if people want to not suffer in the long run they have to be open to following the specifications of the divine transcendent source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there is no need to defend anything that is other then that. I might like eating tofu, if someone hates it... oh well... I don't need to waist my time and energy trying to defend the goodness and virtues of tofu, as tofu in itself is not going to save anyone from repeated birth and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting so worked up about defending ones own personal preferences that are based on oneself as the central enjoying agent is just worthless exercise. Even more worthless is to defend the personal preferences of others and take personal offense from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont take my personal&amp;nbsp;preference&amp;nbsp;based on myself as the reference point so seriously that I am willing to be offended if someone disagrees, but I do like to discourage people from putting too much passion into dead end things, because I don't like the idea of people suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course if a persons goal is to put passion into all their personal preferences and just go about following them and thinking they have some sort of "birth right" to do so and that all the universe is just going to bow down to their personal will and desire, then it is pointless me trying to discourage them, as it is like butting a head against a brick wall - so in those times I think from now on I will just practice being silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if someone has had some exposure to something beyond it, even if just a little, I always like to give them the benefit of the doubt that they might have developed some little intelligence to be able to get why it is not so beneficial to consider the mundane/transient personal/selfish preferences, to be so important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-3443936720984141327?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/3443936720984141327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=3443936720984141327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3443936720984141327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3443936720984141327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-need-to-be-offended-by-preferences.html' title='No need to be offended by preferences that don&apos;t save one from the cycle of birth and death...'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-1884670959505435498</id><published>2011-07-25T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:54:52.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What women should make known to a man who is attracted/attached to her.</title><content type='html'>From the Shiva Purana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The woman can well be compared with the God of death, Yama, Antaka, Patala, submarine fire, the sharp edge of the sword, poison, serpents and fire, all put together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The pleasure one derives from the company of a woman, is equal to the pleasure derived from a boil by removing the puss. There is nothing more to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A leprous monkey, when it scratches itself having been afflicted with worms, the same pleasure is derived by cohabiting with a woman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The comfort one gets with the release of the filfth and urine, the same type of pleasure is achieved from the woman. The fool interprets the same differently."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would think a lot of women would be offended by the above.... but I think it is better for women to not think they are the "be all and end all" of a mans existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just to much feminine vanity/arrogance/exhibitionism/crassness around nowadays under the guise of "true female power".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are also good lines to use if you have some unwanted male attention, but I wouldn't bother using the urine/filth one on males nowadays, because people are so degraded, it is quite predictable that the response would be something like this: &amp;nbsp;"Wow... I've been really underestimating how much pleasure relief I can really get from relieving my bladder... now I know its just the same as having sex with a woman, which is like the best pleasure relief around... now I can really enjoy going to the toilet!...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course bladder/bowel relief have already been combined with sexual activity by crass people, so that is another reason why that example might not be so effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on, people are getting more mix and matchey with all sorts of things... nearly everything is going to be reduced to something that will be able to "pleasure the genitals" in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crass people everywhere are very excited about the potential in this, and they are also very defensive of the pleasure derived from their genitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is little interest in personal honour, and not going below personal standards of behaviour, because all those standards are just seen as "inhibitions" to exploration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-1884670959505435498?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/1884670959505435498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=1884670959505435498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1884670959505435498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1884670959505435498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-women-should-make-known-to-man-who.html' title='What women should make known to a man who is attracted/attached to her.'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-2128820735391656804</id><published>2011-07-02T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:55:42.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trauma</title><content type='html'>My life has taught me that no-one can really be relied on and that relying on a temporary form is pointless anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my desire to not develop attachment to temporary forms, the water element aspect of memory can really really hold on to impressions.... it is painful to miss those who you are attached to... and slowly over time I have been able to stop making those attachments, and now I do not place security on others so it is not very pronounced....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical pain from injury is much worse... there is more fear and worry about loosing functioning ability and what that means for the future. Even in someone like me who has never really felt to strongly attached to my physical body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear and panic and trauma. The way the body holds on to trauma is rather odd, the body memory that is there... one can really relate to the animal forms in this way, in the ways that animals are constantly traumatised in this day and age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to try and self-heal, and put my faith in&amp;nbsp;deities&amp;nbsp;and other natural therapy techniques, of course it is also a time to reflect about what I am doing wrong in my life and make some changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-2128820735391656804?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/2128820735391656804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=2128820735391656804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2128820735391656804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2128820735391656804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/07/trauma.html' title='Trauma'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-2007862905274198637</id><published>2011-07-02T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:45:39.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking defeat?</title><content type='html'>Are those who seek to win, and be extremely powerful.. really seeking that?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More likely they are seeking to loose, to be absolutely defeated... if you never aim for anything and are defeated by time, it's not really such a thing.... you prefer to go by un-noticed... but there can be a sort of intoxication in seeking to be defeated, which is more sweeter the more you can build yourself up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-2007862905274198637?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/2007862905274198637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=2007862905274198637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2007862905274198637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2007862905274198637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/07/seeking-defeat.html' title='Seeking defeat?'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-7156505111579158960</id><published>2011-06-25T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T10:30:25.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quivering</title><content type='html'>The way she looks at him&lt;br /&gt;And the way he looks at her...&lt;br /&gt;Flowers bloom&lt;br /&gt;Spring has come,&lt;br /&gt;And the leaves are&lt;br /&gt;quivering&lt;br /&gt;quivering&lt;br /&gt;quivering&lt;br /&gt;again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;He cannot be moved,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;He cannot be shaken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Even the god of love was reduced to dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Spring has come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And the leaves are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;quivering,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;quivering&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;quivering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way he looks at her&lt;br /&gt;And the way she looks at him...&lt;br /&gt;Lightening Strike,&lt;br /&gt;Electricity&lt;br /&gt;And the storm has come again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind howls his name&lt;br /&gt;And the dark clouds carry his rains&lt;br /&gt;From compassionate eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Tear drops fall&lt;br /&gt;Nourishing&lt;br /&gt;Nourshing&lt;br /&gt;Nourishing&lt;br /&gt;The earth again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-7156505111579158960?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/7156505111579158960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=7156505111579158960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7156505111579158960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7156505111579158960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/06/quivering.html' title='Quivering'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-2357193432688387289</id><published>2011-06-21T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:41:16.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intent</title><content type='html'>It is really easy in life to get into a situation where you feel a sense of goodness about what you are doing, which can act as a justification, a wall against any criticisms of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically this sort of pride that develops is not very helpful, but it is obvious that those who are more sensitive to criticisms will be more likely to use this tactic to protect their sensitivities, mostly in a manner that they are not conscious of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does this pride cut one off from progressing along, and growing and changing, it also makes life uncomfortable for others one interacts with, as there is always this constant underlying tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can become extremely reactive against&amp;nbsp;perceived&amp;nbsp;attacks to their sense of goodness as a person, and lash out at anyone who is not in support of such a view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can lead to a certain paranoia, where one is always constantly waiting for others to destroy their sense of goodness, and always overly reactive to subtleties and&amp;nbsp;nuances&amp;nbsp;in the speech, and actions of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one really observes one's own psychology, one can recognise that a lot of the uncomfortableness one feels in conversation with others - is because some sort of projection and reading into the situation - usually based around ones own self "how is that going to impact my life", is the under surface current constantly on repeat... "is that going to make my life more easy or difficult?" etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have been on both ends in my life I know what it is like on either side. I know what it is like to have what I say misinterpreted based on the fears of another, and also what it is like to relate to what others say based on my own fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a female it is natural to look towards strong male figures for support, even if consciously this seems undesirable, it will still inform my reactions to people. As I came to the conclusion awhile ago that no human male could be reliable in that way, I decided it would be more secure to relate to a masculine&amp;nbsp;deity who had a particular universal mission, who would always be consistent in representing that mission. Such a being could help give me a mental and emotional security, even if I am not actually connecting to the real&amp;nbsp;deity&amp;nbsp;and just some imagined view - which I'm sure is a potential&amp;nbsp;trap that can occur, it can still give me a somewhat place to rest myself on a more subtle level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this does not really address the physical material side of things, with a real connection to a&amp;nbsp;deity&amp;nbsp;I'm sure that would be taken care of too, but obviously to win the&amp;nbsp;deity&amp;nbsp;over in order to achieve that material security, its a lot of hard work. And I'm mot&amp;nbsp;necessarily&amp;nbsp;talking about having magickal things happen like money suddenly appear on my doorstep, it could be as simple as feeling the support and power of the&amp;nbsp;deity&amp;nbsp;to help empower me to be able to do the required action needed to generate my own resources needed for survival etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in my life I am still at a knowledge gathering stage, I feel there is lots of study to do, and generally along with the study comes the practice of chanting etc, which in turn produces certain insights, and reveals more subtle truths, and confirms more on an experiential level the truth of what one is studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some day in this life I will feel I am ready to find a Guru, but at this stage I'm not so ready for that level of intimacy that comes with having to surrender to do what another being says 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now I am very sure that I am needing to follow a devotional path, and that has been strongly&amp;nbsp;becoming&amp;nbsp;more and more obvious in the past year or so. Previous to that I was sort of all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past I was out off by people who claimed to be following devotional paths that I met, and just didn't feel right about it. But I realised later that that was because the people I met were one of two types:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Were using the devotional path to worship their self, as they believed that they were ultimately God, but they just had not realised it&amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;yet. This is an over simplification of explaining it but I think the general gist is clear. There is a difference between those who use a devotional path to build a relationship with the supreme - where the supreme is considered to be an entity with actual characteristics in their own right.... and those that see the supreme as being pure unconditioned consciousness or complete non-difference from their own soul. I can understand now whilst I found being around these people uninspiring in the devotional path, and why it turned me off of it. If I believed that God was like they thought then I wouldn't be using the devotional path to realise that, I would be using a path based more on discriminative intelligence, and&amp;nbsp;focusing&amp;nbsp;solely&amp;nbsp;on different meditational breath techniques, and self-inquiry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Those who are on a devotional path who accept there as being some difference between them and God, but are really impaired in their intelligence. These sorts are actually looking for someone to take care of them and place restrictions on them at the same time, and they want to surrender to some teacher and use it as a crutch in a really childish sense. These are the sorts that are really insincere, but they are trying to really convince everyone that they are sincere by attempting to display the outer garb. And a lot of these people end up washed up sooner or later, and then blaming the former teachers or institutions they were following, instead of taking self-responsibility. These people would be better off accepting that they have ambitions and desires that are contrary to practicing a devotional path, and following those&amp;nbsp;ambitions&amp;nbsp;and desires to their conclusion until they become completely disillusioned with them. If you try to enforce disillusionment before all parts of you actually are disillusioned, it just ends up leading to strange repression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile ago I tried to do a 1 day and night chanting names of Vishnu, because of it being mentioned in a text, and I found out how hard it was to keep the mind&amp;nbsp;focussed, and how a general boredom and disinterest started to spring up whilst doing it, and I realised that my heart just wasn't really in it, I could outwardly force myself to chant the names through discipline, but I couldn't force myself to be total in my intent... it really made me see how un-integrated I was.... I was looking out for any distraction, and just wishing that the day and night would be over already... it went so slow... and it almost felt torturous to do, but I kept pushing on, rather determined. It wasn't the sort of torture that say comes from working in an office... but it was the sort of torture that comes when parts of oneself are really resisting transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless there is 100% integration then how can there be true sincerity? Intent needs to be total for their to be sincerity. As I went on in to the night, it was really cold, and I dosed off, but I was still chanting as I was dosing off, and even in the dream I had I was chanting whilst observing the dream, the dream was some mundane dream, informing of an incident that would happen the next day, and when I woke up I was still chanting... so not sure if that counts as completing 1 day and 1 night, maybe not, seeing there could of been moments where I completely stopped chanting and I just don't remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-2357193432688387289?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/2357193432688387289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-6813358778721966762</id><published>2011-06-18T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T09:16:42.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Osiris Rock</title><content type='html'>Found an Osiris Rock, phallic shaped, at the beach, on friday it was placed on the round Isis stone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-6813358778721966762?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/6813358778721966762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-1716507721864210989</id><published>2011-06-18T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T09:12:13.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 5am Wednesday morning to the moon shinning through my window at the start of the eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the beach to watch it, as it was setting in the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the beach, trying to catch glimpses between the moments of cloud cover, and was nice to see Venus shinning brightly in the opposite east at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very much 8th house energy for me at the time, as the moon/rahu eclipse happened in Scorpio the 8th sign, and Venus/Rahu are in my 8th house in the moon ruled Cancer, so I took advantage to perform some rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full moon was really powerful this time,,, it was blowing my mind almost... with cool refreshing energy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-1716507721864210989?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/1716507721864210989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=1716507721864210989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1716507721864210989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1716507721864210989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/06/lunar-eclipse.html' title='Lunar Eclipse'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-1110270768000875756</id><published>2011-06-18T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T08:58:50.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>capital idea there...</title><content type='html'>I remember reading about a Christian Nun who was very happy when her parents died because they wanted her to get married to a man, and with their deaths she could pursue her true wishes of becoming a nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people may think she was heartless to be happy at her parents death, but I think she was just being practical and realistic - looking for a positive in a situation that she could use to propel her towards her goals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-1110270768000875756?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/1110270768000875756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=1110270768000875756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1110270768000875756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1110270768000875756'/><link rel='alternate' 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emptiness... (and not the good kind either).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it suddenly dawns on me that maybe its the wrong question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the question should be... "What does God want?".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8818180336319444741?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8818180336319444741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=8818180336319444741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8818180336319444741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8818180336319444741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/06/question.html' title='Question?'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-9092042064188978733</id><published>2011-06-12T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:37:46.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Security around traffic works</title><content type='html'>I came across a really disgusting male energy the other day in the form of a Security Guard, barking at me to walk on the footpath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a police state was to ever occur - these sorts of people, would be the first inline to volunteer to round up and beat, torture their fellow humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sort of male energy I think is very ugly, males should be protective and gentle towards females, not barking orders like low level hogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some males who take up the Security role, obviously get off on the power trip, and maybe it would be better if they went off and "shooted" their load elsewhere, then trying to shoot it out in their speech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if he was just a total sell out to idiocy, doing his job, he still could of approached it differently, he could of approached me in an apologetic way, rolling his eyes and making fun of the stupid structures, while asking me to walk on the footpath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was, his Security buddy was walking along the footpath smoking a cigarette - more dangerous for me to be on the footpath inhaling second hand smoke, then it was to be walking around the carpark near the tree's (where there was no danger of anything happening to me anyway!), and tree's equal better to health then the ugly dirty concrete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sorts of people are a real worry - those who have no sense of their own ethics and morality and just defer to whatever the state claims is moral and ethical - couple that with testosterone, an agro nature, getting off on power trips, and brutish hog&amp;nbsp;Neanderthal&amp;nbsp;behaviour... and its a recipe for disaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-9092042064188978733?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/9092042064188978733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=9092042064188978733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/9092042064188978733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/9092042064188978733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/06/security-around-traffic-works.html' title='Security around traffic works'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-7404108190803438198</id><published>2011-06-12T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:21:19.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubly fallen</title><content type='html'>Some people who have restricted their behaviours in the past to attempt to live a more "pure" lifestlye develop massive complexes after turning away from the pure lifestyle behaviours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have encountered people like this, who used to be vegetarian, and not drink alcohol etc, because thats what the religion they followed told them to do, but obviously they never actually made the choices based on developing a higher taste in the first place, so that's why they cannot maintain the behaviours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strange thing is that they become very threatened by anyone who continues to maintain the pure life style&amp;nbsp;behaviors - that&amp;nbsp;they themselves have determined to leave behind - and they then look on those who maintain the&amp;nbsp;behaviors&amp;nbsp;as repressed, and not embracing life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What a complete and utter load of delusion that notion is... that one embraces life by being really loose and just following each momentary passing whim of selfish sense gratification! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In talking to these types, it becomes very obvious... the freedom they seek is to be able to do whatever they want and they have this sort of arrogance that they can cope with the consequences of their actions too. They also present these arguments justifying their positions as if they were really "logical" but they actually don't make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like people just like to feel good about themselves - whatever they do, regardless of what it is, so they just live by justifications.... and build up philosophies that support their current position in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have to be careful too in this area, both in making sure I don't make justifications, and also in making sure I don't hold others to my own standards of purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to see that that is one big problem that can develop, is assuming the standards that fit with my values and perceptions should be held over others, this is just me trying to make myself as the center yardstick of the actions of others, which isn't my true eternal position anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-7404108190803438198?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/7404108190803438198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=7404108190803438198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7404108190803438198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7404108190803438198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/06/doubly-fallen.html' title='Doubly fallen'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-4421564263807280625</id><published>2011-06-12T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T06:56:25.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wearing...</title><content type='html'>When I first found out about the story of Rudraksha coming from Lord Shiva's tears, I was very excited, and I did long to have some near my skin. I don't always wear the ones I have, as I like to experience the seperation from them too - but when I am reminded I look over and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something very attractive about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend ordered me a lotus seed mala, but funnily enough, when they arrived (the moon was in Mula, which is also where my natal moon is placed... Alakshmi strikes! :P), there were not even a 108 on there, (only about 103) and a couple of them were cracked. They said they'd send out another one to replace, but they haven't yet, so I'm left trying to decide what to do with the one I have, I did think of taking it apart and making a half size one, which I think I will probably do, but I haven't mustered the courage yet to try, as I think the knotting in between the beads will be fiddly to do well - hence stressful on the nervous system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-4421564263807280625?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/4421564263807280625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=4421564263807280625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4421564263807280625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4421564263807280625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/06/wearing.html' title='Wearing...'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-2498942579889384163</id><published>2011-06-12T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:41:29.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The most desirable relationship of all - with fellow souls...</title><content type='html'>I don't want to be a lover,&lt;br /&gt;A Sister,&lt;br /&gt;Or a Daughter,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a grandmother,&lt;br /&gt;An Aunt,&lt;br /&gt;Or a niece...&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to have a Father, or a Mother... or any family relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only relationship that interests me between me and other souls - is that of friendship. Seeing we are all just revolving around the supersoul anyway, how could I possibly make any other soul my center? It would just seem ludicrous. The more close one becomes to a person the more one has to "attune" themselves to that person, and by the nature of that becomes, "that person consciousness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the romantic relationship people seek&amp;nbsp;fulfillment&amp;nbsp;and attentiveness from their partner, they want to share, want to be held, want to be thought of as precious, admired, doted upon etc etc... it just ends up being extremely tamasic, especially when people hold on to each other for dear life in such dull and deadened states (which they call romantic hugs!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-2498942579889384163?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/2498942579889384163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-6357108190561233006</id><published>2011-06-12T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T06:15:49.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spica</title><content type='html'>Oh maiden who bares the grain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigers above, Tigers below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noose of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-6357108190561233006?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/6357108190561233006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-3313225513875217135</id><published>2011-06-08T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:59:17.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome...</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the&amp;nbsp;rehabilitation&amp;nbsp;center for selfish demons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First co-operation is sought to be reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning the art of Compromise... &amp;nbsp;being less&amp;nbsp;forceful&amp;nbsp;in pursuing one's own will - the first task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old enemies become allies, helping each other towards mutually beneficial goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The will becomes old and worn, the range of potential prizes becomes boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspicion arises... surely this can't be all there is... there must be something greater...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-3313225513875217135?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/3313225513875217135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=3313225513875217135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3313225513875217135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3313225513875217135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcome.html' title='Welcome...'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-2792906900556411319</id><published>2011-06-08T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:46:35.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental concoctions...</title><content type='html'>This mind is a merry go round&lt;br /&gt;Without the merry&lt;br /&gt;Round and round it goes.&lt;br /&gt;Seeking distraction at every turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every hope is a&amp;nbsp;thief&amp;nbsp;in disguise,&lt;br /&gt;Promises much,&lt;br /&gt;But inhibits the prize...&lt;br /&gt;Constantly seeking something to ride,&lt;br /&gt;Constantly seeking places to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No place is safe, the defenses are high,&lt;br /&gt;Landscape surreal, the worlds are all lies.&lt;br /&gt;Nightmares, daydreams, wonders and treats,&lt;br /&gt;All come together to bind one in sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on, the merry go round...&lt;br /&gt;There is no relief in sight and in sound,&lt;br /&gt;So absorbed in limited woes,&lt;br /&gt;Being pushed and pulled,&lt;br /&gt;How long can it go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-2792906900556411319?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/2792906900556411319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=2792906900556411319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feminine essence that needs protection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maiden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-5944022055242857470?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/5944022055242857470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=5944022055242857470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5944022055242857470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5944022055242857470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-be-protected.html' title='To be protected...'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-7421642093502826590</id><published>2011-05-03T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T09:54:46.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slut Walk</title><content type='html'>There is an event known as Slut Walk which is due to happen in Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a certain person I knew found out about this he said in a surprised tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What demon organised that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He automatically assumed from the title that some clever demon organised it, so that there would be an excuse to see women walk around in revealing clothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes a demon to know a demon of course :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cultures where both genders are raised from birth wearing very little, or nothing, its really no big deal. People have gone crazy in this culture, even though many think they are more evolved then in the Victorian era... well if they were so, then why would the prospect of seeing someone in "skimpy" clothing be so exciting? Why do people enjoy lame "strip shows"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole purpose of the Slut Walk is to help reduce "victim blaming" as they say, women should be able to wear whatever they want and not be blamed or&amp;nbsp;labeled&amp;nbsp;wrongly for it. It is those who commit the crimes who are the bad ones, not the women in skimpy clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being a woman, I think the whole idea is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one is raped or sexually abused by a male it is because it is a karmic potential that has ripened that has come about due to past actions... in that sense, any victim of ANYTHING should always consider why they are a victim... if one knows of natural law and that it is completely just, and that one&amp;nbsp;receives&amp;nbsp;exactly what they deserve... then how is going to do a walk/protest - going to stop these sorts of things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a walk/protest the right remedial measure to avert the negative karma developing of having to experience being raped/abused????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, of course not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one has created such a situation for themselves due to their activities in past lives, that is due to happen in the future, then one must work on doing remedial measures of some kind. Educating people on the proper remedial measures, surely is more helpful then leading them blindly into some protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of arrogance nowadays with women thinking they can go around doing whatever they want, regardless of their place/role within the natural scheme of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man is unable to self-control his Penis, as he is so low and driven by impulses he cannot control, then why would you as a woman, want to place yourself in the&amp;nbsp;vicinity&amp;nbsp;of such creatures? It doesn't make much sense to me. Obviously the major place these creatures hang about is any seedy type place, as it matches their energy so they are attracted there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One doesn't go into shark infested waters and expect that the sharks are not going to try and eat them just because they make a big song and dance about not blaming the victim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are beings out there that really want to harm others, and so one always has to be cautious, because most of us here have probably done lots of horrible things to other beings in many lifetimes, and who knows when those karmas may ripen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to reach males likely to commit rape/abuse and to stop it, then the education system needs to change, people need to be properly educated on how to use their sexual energy in a healthy way from a young age. And of course the whole&amp;nbsp;society&amp;nbsp;would have to completely change, so all the other deprived aspects are removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other factor to consider is the propensity for the "hunt", which is an archetypal part of masculine psychology. A lot of Pagan cultures were well aware of this and incorporated this theme within rituals to give it ritualistic expression and relieve the burden of repression of it which might lead to people harming others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people in human birth still have strong patterning from previous animal births etc... &amp;nbsp;so these urges need to be properly dealt with. The use of ritual dance story myth etc is a way to constructively give these energies expression without them causing ruin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is when a person says "you know maybe you shouldn't wear that dress because it might attract the wrong kind of guy, or, maybe you shouldn't go out and get drunk and put yourself in a vulnerable position... " it can also be because of a kind of care towards the person, it's not always because of blaming the potential victim, its more about making sure that a person takes proper&amp;nbsp;precautions&amp;nbsp;to keep themselves "safe".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely there is nothing good about harming others in anyway... but there are ways that harm can be minimised from both the potential "victims" end as well as the "attackers" end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aim should be in both cases to reduce the negative harmful karmas between individuals, through cultivating more positive and wholesome ones.... when one stops attempting to be the central enjoying agent, and if this is taught to people early on, then it will become second nature for everyone to question any unwholesome urges that may arise in ones being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-7421642093502826590?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/7421642093502826590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=7421642093502826590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7421642093502826590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7421642093502826590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/05/slut-walk.html' title='Slut Walk'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-2095657488114282618</id><published>2011-05-03T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T08:58:22.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature V's Suburbs...</title><content type='html'>Recently spent some time at Cape Jervis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept under the stars which was really nice, out in the open air, was a bit windy, and the stars make it hard for me to sleep, cause there is that bright cool&amp;nbsp;luminous&amp;nbsp;shinning feeling I get inside my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one stage I woke up, and the Galactic Center was right over head, so I tried to focus on that in between waking up and sleeping again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing being able to see Pleiades in the sky at night, the Sun is getting closer, at least soon Vega should be visible again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it really left such an impression on me, the environment there, so much so when I returned to where I live I couldn't get the trees out of my mind, and I almost felt some sort of psychic connection with the place. It was a really heavy and earthy impression to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realised how wonderful it is to be completely challenged, and forgo the comfort of that which was familiar, I think for the first time I really began to enjoy that, it does feel more like living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching a Rosella bird that liked to come to eat seeds, I noticed how it could never eat in peace, it would take a few nibbles and quickly look around to make sure there was no danger or threat... then I thought about how fake it is for humans, sitting around in their houses, totally complacent, especially when they are lounging around and drinking alcohol, or some other drug, with no sense that there is anything to be cautious or alert about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more prospect for danger there is, the more potential there is for death to occur at any moment, the more precious the opportunity of human birth becomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also so much better washing out doors and letting the sunlight also clean the body, rather then being inside with a shower, in a bathroom which just develops mould and mildue, and closed in by four walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes me longer to do things, because I need to use different methods out in nature, but there is also less things that need to be done, so in the end there is still more time to pursue spiritual activities, once the daily maintenance/survival issues are taken care of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-2095657488114282618?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/2095657488114282618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=2095657488114282618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2095657488114282618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2095657488114282618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/05/nature-vs-suburbs.html' title='Nature V&apos;s Suburbs...'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-746297999700359213</id><published>2011-04-20T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T10:55:29.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear... the little Imp... and beware the Greeks!</title><content type='html'>There is still some sort of deep seated&amp;nbsp;stubbornness&amp;nbsp;and resistance deep within my psychology... and I find that extremely frightening....&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know there is that famous quote: The only thing to fear is fear itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I disagree...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing to fear is inner resistance towards all that is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imp's are good at&amp;nbsp;mimicking.... but they are not good for much else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The inner imp is so tortured, but there is some craving there, to get to the galactic center - which is the curious thing. When I first read of the Galactic Center, the little Imp got so excited, but sort of in this intense self-loathing/deprived way, like Golum is with the Ring... I think the little Imp just wants to end its existence - for good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Just to clarify - when I say "little Imp" I am talking about a particular strong personality patterning of Impish nature that is within myself - groupings of personality traits tend to become "caricatures" in my mind. In this sense, there are many characters within myself - all battling for&amp;nbsp;supremacy&amp;nbsp;over my soul. The little Imp is just one of them. The biggest threat always comes from inside the self, just as the Trogan Horse within the city of Troy (city of Troy representing ones "form") brought about downfall.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beware of Greeks baring gifts they say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Convincing someone to accept a "gift" that they are not entitled to, is enough to bring about the downfall. Entitlement in the sense of not having the ability to properly deal with/digest the situation. The temptation to be a&amp;nbsp;receiver&amp;nbsp;of "gifts"... one cannot really blame the "temptor" in such a circumstance,the fault lies with the one who allows themselves to&amp;nbsp;succumb, after all they are the ones that will have to "wear" the results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be aware of the self that is tempted by gifts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-746297999700359213?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/746297999700359213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=746297999700359213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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at the moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Bhishma Stuthi" src="http://mumuksh.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/mahabharata_war1.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=307" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8821186483488497605?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8821186483488497605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=8821186483488497605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8821186483488497605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8821186483488497605'/><link 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be doomed to fail.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inefficiency&amp;nbsp;is attempting to achieve a goal that is doomed to never be realised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all the things that rise and fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None of them contain anything of real interest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever interest they do pay out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always ends in debt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8070346722289919385?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8070346722289919385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=8070346722289919385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Another message...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got another message at my door, in the same fashion as the last one, this one said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3TjFOYGla5g/TXVxxaKdkBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-vIqv-e0qYo/s1600/IMG_2557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3TjFOYGla5g/TXVxxaKdkBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-vIqv-e0qYo/s320/IMG_2557.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Decorate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qupb_eUV3VY/TXVxp5lJWhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MXILmXUsBos/s1600/IMG_2558.resized.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qupb_eUV3VY/TXVxp5lJWhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MXILmXUsBos/s320/IMG_2558.resized.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes you can afford to Build.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been on my mind lately about re-designing the interior of my living space to create better flow of energy, so I guess its confirmation that the time is ripe! I take the last one to mean I can afford to have the time to re-do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have trouble attempting to maintain things that I know are of a temporal nature, it just seems in-efficient in a way. If somethings not eternal, then whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sort of the way I view my body too, like a walking corpse, marked to rot and decay - but I am changing my thinking slowly in that regard, cause its not really so much about the end result but the potential to perfect oneself through out the journey - the threat of death and decay is needed to make every moment more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current way of thinking is that, the whole purpose of life is to perfect the personality to make it develop the qualities that will help sustain it and allow it to have eternal life. There are obviously certain qualities that the multi-verse supports in that way, so without developing those qualities how can one be supported eternally? The whole drama of life is nothing more then an opportunity to make those supported qualities more stronger then the un-supported qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The un-supported qualities, &amp;nbsp;being those that are subject to death and decay and limited by time. If I identify with the qualities that are subject to death and decay and are non-sustaining, then I will also meet that fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must connect with the&amp;nbsp;reservoir&amp;nbsp;of good qualities, to develop in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;to see that the biggest trick anyone has ever fallen for on earth, is the idea that having a particular experience for the sake of experiencing it, is the whole point of living. The whole idea, that the point of life is to just have experiences, one experience after the next. Those that are hungry for experience, I experience as a gapping big black hole.... greedy for the sensations of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it off those who are most greedy for experiences, don't even know how to properly digest the experiences! They don't even let there be time for an experience to settle, they just want to jump right bang into a new experience. Nothing, no&amp;nbsp;essence&amp;nbsp;of anything, is extracted in this way, no wisdom is gained at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then people rave on and on about people having more "life experience".... well so what! Life experience is only meaningful and useful if its actually been properly digested! There are not that many old people around who are shinning examples of this in this day and age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably why all the newagers turned to "children" as the saviours, with the whole Indigo/Crystal/Rainbow child thing... the old people who were supposed to be "wiser" etc, are instead just broken records run on repeat, a sign of the degraded times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child has less access to "personal baggage" as in this life they have had less experiences and hence, less weight of indigestion is apparent when they are young, and so they appear wiser then the older people, who are weighed down by years and years of improperly digested experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-2393288381865787772?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/2393288381865787772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=2393288381865787772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2393288381865787772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2393288381865787772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-message.html' title='Another message...'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3TjFOYGla5g/TXVxxaKdkBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-vIqv-e0qYo/s72-c/IMG_2557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-8295406461458994303</id><published>2011-02-12T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T23:19:02.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One morning I awoke to find at my door....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5sAOMw8kAo/TVeDbwpsRbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/uqRNRT65YLs/s1600/clockticks.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5sAOMw8kAo/TVeDbwpsRbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/uqRNRT65YLs/s320/clockticks.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At my door about a month ago, at the footstep of my door I found the above scrap of paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow it had managed to dislodge itself from some type of Newspaper,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the wind had landed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way it is photographed is actually how I found it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a timely message/reminder for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I thought I should&amp;nbsp;document&amp;nbsp;it here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it could also be a reminder for others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The clock is ticking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Death is only a moment away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best to find out why you are here for, before its too late...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8295406461458994303?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8295406461458994303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=8295406461458994303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8295406461458994303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8295406461458994303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-morning-i-awoke-to-find-at-my-door.html' title='One morning I awoke to find at my door....'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5sAOMw8kAo/TVeDbwpsRbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/uqRNRT65YLs/s72-c/clockticks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-8636845546416143532</id><published>2011-02-05T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T23:37:43.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nemesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;"The word&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nemesis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;originally meant the distributor of fortune, neither good nor bad, simply in due proportion to each according to what was deserved; then,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nemesis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;came to suggest the resentment caused by any disturbance of this right proportion, the sense of justice which could not allow it to pass unpunished."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;This is interesting...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Does the progression of the meaning of the word show the course humanity is taking? In the past people sought to understood the workings of destiny, they were peaceful and comfortable with what fate delivered as they knew they were reaping what they sowed. In the past there was no need to "resent" the process. To resent the process would of been foolish, as each individual themselves, creates through their own actions - what they are due to experience in the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Interesting then, that the meaning changed to relate to "resentment". Which also translates to lack of "taking&amp;nbsp;responsibility" for ones own choices/actions of the past! The&amp;nbsp;resentment came to mean - &amp;nbsp;that there had been a disturbance to the so called "right portion" that one was due.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;So suddenly it becomes humans declaring what is their "right proportion", and fighting against their fate. (As if they even know what it is that they&amp;nbsp;truly&amp;nbsp;deserve!) &amp;nbsp;So arrogance/pride becomes higher. Justice becomes important too. This causes people to forget the causes of their current conditions. The cause being ones former actions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Instead of remembering, they begin to blame others, and see others as the cause of problems for them, and then they lash out with claims of seeking justice and punishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;A lot of what is thought of as Justice in the modern age is extremely petty, and revolves around people trying to escape the results of their own actions. If a person is randomly hit by an egg from a passing by car of hoon kids, they may seek justice upon the kids. It would usually not cross the persons mind to accept it as something that they themselves generated in the past through their own deeds. After all hoon kids could choose any number of people to throw eggs at, why would they choose one person over the other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Isn't every single thing that happens "deserved" or to put it in another way "earned"????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;The full implications of what is actually being earned may escape some. Such as the person who is born into a wealthy family and is given plenty of resources (resources that have contributed to the destruction of nature and other peoples lives).... sure the wealthy teenager may cruise around in their fancy car thinking, "wow I earned all this in my past, I have plenty of money, time to enjoy".... but this is just a surface level result.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;The deeper result is the teenager is inheriting all the pain/suffering that went along with securing those resources from his family. If he/she sits around squandering it on their own selfish whims, then it is just like one of those traps, used to capture people in the woods. The earth looks like its there, with leave coverings etc, but as soon as you step over it and apply a bit of weight and pressure, you sink into the hole and then you are stuck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;It seems that until humans decide to take responsibility for all they have created through ignorance, that they are just going to go around assuming that what they desire for themselves is what they should be given - and then feel resentment/angry when it does not work out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Also lets add to the fact that most people have very mixed modes of things they are creating for themselves. Intentions are very rarely single&amp;nbsp;focussed&amp;nbsp;and purely in one direction. If people are in&amp;nbsp;delusion&amp;nbsp;about themselves how can their intentions be anything other then&amp;nbsp;delusional also?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;The law of cause and effect determines the results whilst one is bound by them, if people truly know this then how can they feel resentful/angry/prideful etc at what they&amp;nbsp;receive?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;So the further back meanings of the word Nemesis seems to point to an earlier time, when people were at least more aware of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Now Nemesis means "arch rival" or "enemy"... interesting isn't it? That the current results a person faces in there here and now because of past activities... &amp;nbsp;suddenly becomes as an - "Enemy".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Not only an enemy, but a very special enemy. Nemesis in popular culture is often portrayed as a an opponent that one can never really defeat and is always against one, that one literally cannot live without! Without that "Nemesis" they could not be who they are! If they are white, then they need a Nemesis to be the opposite so that they can really know they are white, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Interesting, its showing how humans are now completely inimical towards their own "current results!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"In the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_tragedies" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Greek tragedies"&gt;Greek tragedies&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nemesis appears chiefly as the avenger of crime and the punisher of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hubris" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Hubris"&gt;hubris&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yes, so hubris itself is a result of one not being able to humbly accept what they have created for themselves through their own ignorance. So again this is interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nemesis_(mythology)"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nemesis_(mythology)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- quotes used above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;The true Nemesis (as far as popular usage of the word goes) therefore is ones own self. A self that can properly understand cause and effect will not experience "Nemesis" with resentment, they will not feel inimical towards their fate. They will see Nemesis merely as a universal function, the function is not at fault if they&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;suffering results - they themselves are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;A self that cannot properly understand cause and effect, will always&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;mixed results, and those mixed results will always end in enmity with "Nemesis", and therefore enmity with ones own self. This enmity can be masked as a need to indulge all self-centered whims, self-sabotaging ones ability to truly be free of enmity with Nemesis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8636845546416143532?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8636845546416143532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=8636845546416143532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8636845546416143532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8636845546416143532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2011/02/nemesis.html' title='Nemesis'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-5341563873682194509</id><published>2010-11-10T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T07:27:21.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some expressions of some of my astro placements.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun in 7th, Moon in 1st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh honey filled pleasing light,&lt;div&gt;Oh soul drifting with delight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is me, is me my mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Identifying with the signs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh dear why did you go so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A mind deserted stranded,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a strange land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a strange place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannot find what it longs for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this&amp;nbsp;desolate&amp;nbsp;waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeking to feel whole,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through connecting with the lost soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats drifting further and further away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh my mind tried to find the root,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now its blown away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I see you in a glimmer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watch at sunset and see&amp;nbsp;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;You shimmer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You draw me out but I can't find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of you for peace of mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh soul divided!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh dark and light!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither day nor night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Inbetween I call to thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you know I can not leave?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sun will never set!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh mind so pointed,&amp;nbsp;focused, directed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's easier to know you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what can be known about the distant star,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only drifting subtle fragments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the center of the galaxy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind has dived in their&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing in action,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Occasionally&amp;nbsp;I catch glimpses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because on another level I've gone to meet you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To find out what you have learnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my minds goal and my journey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My so(u)le destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moon meets Sun in the 7th of the deeper being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-5341563873682194509?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/5341563873682194509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=5341563873682194509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5341563873682194509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5341563873682194509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-some-expressions-of-some-of-my.html' title='just some expressions of some of my astro placements.'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-833957399832394203</id><published>2010-11-03T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T03:25:33.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Er Lang Shen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Look to the east, and he will rise again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Do not lament for the setting one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;For he will rise again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78YMncPiLEw/TNEm0etCWmI/AAAAAAAAAMU/p9nO1RoG5i8/s1600/img_2192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78YMncPiLEw/TNEm0etCWmI/AAAAAAAAAMU/p9nO1RoG5i8/s400/img_2192.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;In the East you became an intense light,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;In the South East you were pure devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;In the South you were spurred to action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;In the Southwest you lost your tail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;In the West you moved slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;In the Northwest you became nectar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;In the North you showed your intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;In the North East you taught and advised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;In the center you lost your head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="char" href="http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/chindict.php?wdqb=*%E7%B2%BE*&amp;amp;wdrst=1" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 32px; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;精&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Keep that rice raw and ever green, don't&amp;nbsp;deplete&amp;nbsp;the reserves!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Chi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a class="word" href="http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/chindict.php?cdqchi=%E6%B0%A3" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;氣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Just add fire and water to make the steam, gotta keep the body functioning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Shen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a class="word" href="http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/chindict.php?cdqchi=%E7%A5%9E" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;神&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Time to offer yourself to the superior and wait for the manifestations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Different words use the character for "Qi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a class="word" href="http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/chindict.php?cdqchi=%E5%B0%8F%E6%B0%A3" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 25px; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;小氣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/stingy" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;stingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/petty" style="color: #0020e0; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;petty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/miserly" style="color: #0020e0; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;miserly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/narrow" style="color: #0020e0; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;narrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/minded" style="color: #0020e0; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Small Qi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a class="word" href="http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/chindict.php?cdqchi=%E7%81%AB%E6%B0%A3" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 25px; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;火氣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;anger internal heat (Fire Qi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a class="word" href="http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/chindict.php?cdqchi=%E5%87%BA%E6%B0%A3" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 25px; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;出氣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to give vent to anger (Coming out Qi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a class="word" href="http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/chindict.php?cdqchi=%E9%81%8E%E6%B0%A3" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 25px; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;過氣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;past ones prime has been (Already been Qi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a class="word" href="http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/chindict.php?cdqchi=%E6%B0%A3%E4%B8%8D%E9%81%8E" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 25px; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;氣不過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;so angry its unbearable (Qi no pass through)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Daoist Immortal "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a class="word" href="http://www.blogger.com/chindict.php?cdqchi=%E7%A5%9E%E4%BB%99" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 25px; text-decoration: none; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;神仙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Refine the&amp;nbsp;elixir&amp;nbsp;and give birth to the immortal fetus as a Mountain Ascetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;The fountain of youth&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Is old now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Who drinks from the fountain of old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;Must be Er Lang Shen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;At the edge of the Universe sat Er Lang Shen, sipping tea in his mountain retreat, I could of sat and drank tea with him for aeons, and I almost did, but something beyond was calling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 华文细黑, STXihei, STHeiti, SimSun, PMingLiU, SimHei, 'Arial Unicode MS', 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', 'Bitstream Cyberbit', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #073763;"&gt;My name was &amp;nbsp;Lao shao Niao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/833957399832394203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/833957399832394203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/11/er-lang-shen.html' title='Er Lang Shen'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78YMncPiLEw/TNEm0etCWmI/AAAAAAAAAMU/p9nO1RoG5i8/s72-c/img_2192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-7194697144712457533</id><published>2010-10-10T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:03:12.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Soma sacrifice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"When Christ says at the last communion that "this is my body" &amp;nbsp;the Greek term for body is Soma the Vedic name for the God of the immortal wine and nectar. The last communion is the the Christian Soma sacrifice."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Pg. 223, David Frawley, Gods Sages and Kings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was aware that Soma meant body in Greek, but never made that connection before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last few sunsets have been nice with Venus and the&amp;nbsp;crescent&amp;nbsp;moon becoming viewable in the western sky above shortly after the Sun sinks below the horizon. The Sun has also seemed to dance sliding across just before it plunges towards the underworld.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-7194697144712457533?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/7194697144712457533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=7194697144712457533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7194697144712457533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7194697144712457533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/10/christian-soma-sacrifice.html' title='Christian Soma sacrifice'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-5284178102752411565</id><published>2010-10-06T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T04:38:52.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From "Vasistha's Yoga" translated by Swami Venkatesananda</title><content type='html'>"In this world whatever is gained is gained only by self-effort; where failure is encountered it is seen that there has been slackness in the effort. This is obvious; but what is called fate is fictitious and is not seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-effort, Rama, is that mental, verbal and physical action which is in accordance with the instructions &amp;nbsp;of holy person well versed in the scriptures. It is only by such effort that Indra became king of heaven, that Brahma became the creator, and the other&amp;nbsp;deities&amp;nbsp;earned their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self effort is of &amp;nbsp;two categories: that of past births and that of this birth. The latter effectively counteracts the &amp;nbsp;former. Fate is none other then self effort of a past incarnation. There is constant conflict between these two in this incarnation; and that which is more powerful triumphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-effort which is not in accord with the scriptures is motivated by&amp;nbsp;delusion. When there is obstruction in the fruition of self-effort one should examine it to see if there is such deluded action, and if there is it should be&amp;nbsp;immediately&amp;nbsp;corrected . There is no power greater then right action in the present. Hence one should take recourse to self-effort; grinding ones teeth, and one should overcome evil by good and fate by present effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lazy man is worse then a donkey. One should never yield to laziness but strive to attain liberation, seeing that life is ebbing away every moment. One should not revel in the filth known as sense pleasures as a worm revels in pus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who says "Fate is directing me to do this" &amp;nbsp;is brainless, and the goddess of fortune abandons him. Hence by self effort acquire wisdom and then realise that self-effort is not without its own end, in the direct realisation of truth."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-5284178102752411565?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/5284178102752411565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=5284178102752411565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5284178102752411565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5284178102752411565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/10/from-vasisthas-yoga-translated-by-swami.html' title='From &quot;Vasistha&apos;s Yoga&quot; translated by Swami Venkatesananda'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-4047325056771777899</id><published>2010-10-04T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T07:04:35.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growth and Limitation</title><content type='html'>So many people get overly excited about the things that they can "change", but rarely is the same excitement seen around the things they "cannot change".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm personally more excited about the things I cannot change, as growth becomes more focussed, when one realises one's own limitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in some ways, the things that one can 'change', most of the time, are less likely to lead to growth, and are more likely to lead to being lead in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad&amp;nbsp;habits&amp;nbsp;more readily fall away when one realises the limitations of them, when I realised the limitation of drinking alcohol, it lost all its appeal for example, and now I could never go back to drinking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's similar with people, friends were my greatest attachment, but then I realised the limitations of them, and they too lost their appeal, now I can never feel dependant on the promise of what they represent again. I thought about that the other day, how I will never again feel the same way I used to feel where my friends were the entire universe, and the most central part of my attention and awareness. I used to only feel "complete" when engaged in conversation with friends I was stimulated in an excitable way with. In the Gemini way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that excitement, is not with friends, which is good because it was&amp;nbsp;illusory&amp;nbsp;anyway, just some product of nervous energy that had built up within me, out of my social ineptitude and inability to face my own suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I interact with others, there is less selfishness there, because I'm less likely to want to try and turn them into my personal entertainment or feel good drug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-4047325056771777899?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/4047325056771777899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=4047325056771777899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4047325056771777899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4047325056771777899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/10/growth-and-limitation.html' title='Growth and Limitation'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-3171983640752412570</id><published>2010-09-06T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:07:46.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two interesting passages from Siva Mahapurana</title><content type='html'>Translated by: Shanti Lal Nagar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indra speaking to Kamadeva:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A donor can be tested at the time of famine, the warriors test is the battlefield, the test of a friend is at the time of adversity and the test of the women is at the time of poverty or financial crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth and humility can be tested at the time of calamity. A real friend can be tested at the time of distress and also is based on what he does in the&amp;nbsp;absence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudra Samhita, (Parvati Khanda) Chapter 17 pg 502&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sage Vasishta speaking to Himalaya (Mountain):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O mountain, three types of words are stated to be in the world. A learned person knowing all the lores, can well understand them by means of his pure vision of knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the words which are initially pleasing, but subsequently prove to be false and painful. Such words are spoken by enemies alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some words, which appear harsh in the beginning but are found pleasant subsequently. Such words are spoken by the compassionate and religious minded kinsmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words which are as sweet as the nectar and bestow pleasure being essence of truth, besides being beneficial, are considered to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Mountain there are the three types of words, which have been prescribed in the treaties on polity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rudra Samhita, (Parvati Khanda) Chapter 33 pg 569&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-3171983640752412570?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/3171983640752412570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=3171983640752412570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3171983640752412570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3171983640752412570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-interesting-passages-from-siva.html' title='Two interesting passages from Siva Mahapurana'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-7330266397820479308</id><published>2010-09-01T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T05:20:14.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting...</title><content type='html'>I found this very interesting. I am interested in how different&amp;nbsp;deities&amp;nbsp;have prominence in different time periods, but mostly I found the definition of sin interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"69.1. Varuna’s great career ended rather disappointingly; but, it did leave behind a rich legacy of wonderful concepts and norms of behavior in personal and social life (&lt;i&gt;Rta&lt;/i&gt;) that have endured even to this day. Those laws are universal; applicable at all times and therefore eternal.&amp;nbsp;The concept of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Rta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;asserts that the order in nature is self regulated and operates by its own laws (&lt;i&gt;svabhava&lt;/i&gt;). Ensuring the perpetuation of the order and harmony in nature is as sacred as it is in conduct of one’s life. That is because;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Rta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;emphasizes the integrity of all forms of life and ecological systems.&amp;nbsp;The principle of&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rta&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;recognizes our oneness with our environment and our unity with all life on earth. It is the framework that binds together man, nature and god.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Rta&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is thus the Dharma that pervades and protects all life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;69.2. When that order and harmony is ruptured, the disruptive elements of disorder, chaos and falsehood (&lt;i&gt;an-rta&lt;/i&gt;) step in, bringing in their wake ugliness, dishonesty and, decay into life. It is explained; a sin is any inharmonious action done with avarice to gain some immediate and temporary gain. Thus, injuring the harmony that exists in nature and among men is in fact a sin; and attracts punishment. The sin arises because of frailties and human weaknesses; and not because of demons. The evil in the hearts and minds of men are the real demons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;69.3. Sin is compared to unpaid debt (&lt;i&gt;rna&lt;/i&gt;); it is a burden and an act of bad faith. The best way to cleanse the sin is to come face to face with it; own it; confess to it; and seek forgiveness with a promise not to err again. Cleansing is in the heart, mind and deed; not in the rituals. That is the Varuna’s way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;69.4.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Paschatapa&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;–‘after the burning heat’- signifies the purifying fire of repentance. The life-giving waters over which Varuna presides also signifies purity. Varuna is intimately associated with the both. Thus the Varuna-principle stands for purity in life, in all its aspects. Salutations to Varuna the icon of purity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;From:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ssubbanna.sulekha.com/blog/post/2010/07/varuna-and-his-decline-part-four-5-of-7.htm" target="_blank"&gt;http://ssubbanna.sulekha.com/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;blog/post/2010/07/varuna-and-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;his-decline-part-four-5-of-7.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Purifying fire is very exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-7330266397820479308?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/7330266397820479308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=7330266397820479308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7330266397820479308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7330266397820479308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/09/interesting.html' title='Interesting...'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-8859895019829444359</id><published>2010-08-21T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:45:33.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Experience with the Celestial bodies...</title><content type='html'>Two nights ago it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside friday night to chant to Venus, (its her day, and also I chose an hour owned by her) and observe the various celestial bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was rather cloudy at the start but then the clouds cleared. The moon was brightly shinning, Vega and Altair were spotted quickly, and I'm&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;to recognise the Libra constellation, Scorpio is still the easiest to spot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really keen to understand different calendar systems at the moment. Especially, why different cultures picked particular points as the beginning of their year, and differences between lunar and solar, and lunisolar and what they were used for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter was rising in the east. And I started my Osiris chant, and then I saw a really huge shooting star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the Moon had that coloured ring it around it, that is rainbowish coloured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really beautiful, sometimes my mind feels transported to times and place where there was that deep connection to living in tune with the movement of celesital bodies and&amp;nbsp;alignments&amp;nbsp;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just seems to create these extra passageways in the brain just contemplating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought it would be interesting to see which Nakshatra the new moon lies in at the beginning of the Chinese Calendar each year. And I found through trying about six random years, that it was commonly in Shravana or Dhanishta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general idea they follow to calculate the beginning of the year is the second new moon after the December solstice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought it interesting to note which Nakshatra the equinox and solstices are currently falling in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;March Equinox is in Uttarabhadrapada. Autumn Equinox in Southern Hemisphere, Spring in &lt;i&gt;North.&amp;nbsp;Water/Pisces.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;September Equinox is in Uttaraphalguni. Spring Equinox in Southern Hemisphere, Autumn in North&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Earth/Virgo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December solstice Sun in Mula. Summer Solstice in Southern Hemisphere, Winter in North&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fire/Sagittarius.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;June solstice Sun in Mrigshira Air. Winter Solstice in Southern Hemisphere, Summer in North&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Air/Gemini.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at these like "four corners" of the seasonsal points, also each one currently falls in a sign of each element (using four element system), which I have placed with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also interesting in relation to the 2012 solstice, Sun&amp;nbsp;aligning&amp;nbsp;with the galactic center, that nearly everywhere I read it only mentions it in a "Northen Hemishphere centric" way. Its always, "The Winter solstice". This is purely speculative, but I wonder if there would be different effect in the different hemispheres? &amp;nbsp;As far as whatever occurs on the date. Obviously there is a lot of hype about the date, and all sorts of different ideas floating about... but just thinking along the terms of how the winter solstice is about the returning of the light, and the summer solstice is the&amp;nbsp;receding&amp;nbsp;of the light, I wonder if it could be that those in the Northern Hemisphere would more likely experience a "return of light" (such as wisdom, enlightening etc) and the Southern Hemisphere plunging into darkness... (ignorance &amp;nbsp;etc)????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't know if my mind is just demented trying to make connections with things that bare no resemblance to reality or if I'm actually on to something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past it seems when I have been able to verify the results of my little attempt at making connections it usually turns out to be a 50% success rate. Sometimes they are so spot on, and other times completely off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to prepare some research on "menstuation in various cultures" soon, found a really interesting part in the Garuda Purana, about the reason behind women having "menses", that sparked me off thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8859895019829444359?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8859895019829444359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=8859895019829444359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8859895019829444359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8859895019829444359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/08/recent-experience-with-celestial-bodies.html' title='Recent Experience with the Celestial bodies...'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-1626809744304257028</id><published>2010-08-16T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T09:41:17.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Gazing...Devotion</title><content type='html'>Been experimenting with Sun gazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been rather cloudy of late so difficult to do to full extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sunset I go to the beach, take of my shoes, stand bare foot on the sand, say a prayer and bow to the Sun, then I gaze at the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I've done it for awhile I will talk more here about the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me its a delight to cut away all manner of things that have outlived their&amp;nbsp;usefulness. I'm not sentimental about the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never once looked back fondly on a period of my life and thought "ghee I wish that summer of 89 never ended"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad it ended! Cause whenever I grow into a new skin, I couldn't care less about the old one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway... If it was so 'great' it wouldn't of ended..... only the eternal is so great it never ends. Why try to make the&amp;nbsp;impermanent&amp;nbsp;the eternal? When it clearly&amp;nbsp;isn't????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I am at the current moment is always better then where I was in the past, when new things enter my mindstream and lay waste to old ideas, I welcome it. The&amp;nbsp;funeral&amp;nbsp;pyre is a happy place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite current prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I offer myself as a conscious sacrifice to the Divine fires of transformation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it feels really primal to chant the name Osiris, in a real low base-y voice. Which is what my last post was about, as I had made a promise that I needed to keep, sometimes I feel there are just too many&amp;nbsp;deities&amp;nbsp;to relate to in one day!!!! I just want to have as many bases covered as possible. And not only that, I feel my&amp;nbsp;life force&amp;nbsp;just gravitating towards certain ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideal shrine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock formations that relate to different astrological bodies, or important calendar dates etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creating out in some natural environment, a field where in each direction is the domain of the corresponding planet, and having in that space, things pertaining to that planet. Such as the foods relating to each, colours,&amp;nbsp;deities, symbols, geometric patterns etc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-1626809744304257028?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/1626809744304257028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=1626809744304257028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1626809744304257028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1626809744304257028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/08/sun-gazingdevotion.html' title='Sun Gazing...Devotion'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-7104587763030202757</id><published>2010-08-12T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T23:18:09.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pact is renewed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isis laments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My tears they fall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My tears they fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Upon your lifeless form&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I chant the secret words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To restore you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out of clay I fashion you anew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Osiris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May the blood that runs through me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Warm you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you be restored to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ossssiiiiiiiirrrrriiiiiiiiiiiissssssss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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We have been through the Bhagavad Gita, and the Dao De Jing, and we are also making our way through the Srimad Bhagavatam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Very interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: small;"&gt;---&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Punishment and Reward of Kali&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%201"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;ûta said: "There [at the Sarasvatî river] the king observed how a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;s'ûdra&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;who was dressed like a king was beating a cow and a bull with a club, as if there was no one to protect them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%202%20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The bull, that was as white as a lotus, terrified of being beaten by the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;s'ûdra&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;urinated and trembled out of fear, standing on one leg only.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%203"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The cow also, on itself a religious example but now rendered poor and distressed because of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;s'ûdra&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;who beated her legs, was without a calf and had tears in her eyes while she in her weakness hankered for some grass to eat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%204"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;From his with gold embossed chariot Parîkchit, well equipped with bow and arrows, asked with a thundering voice:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%205"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;'Who are you to think that you in this place can violently kill the helpless who fall under my protection! As an actor you make a powerful appearance dressed up like a God-conscious man, but you behave like someone who never saw the light of civilization [of being twice-born].&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%206"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do you think that because Lord Krishna and the carrier of the bow the Gândîva [Arjuna] have disappeared from the scene, you can secretly beat an innocent cow? Being a culprit that way you deserve it to be killed!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%207"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;nd you', he said turning to the bull, 'are you just a bull that, as white as a lotus, moves on one leg and has lost three legs or are you some demigod who in the form of a bull makes us sad?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%208"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Except for the case of you having tears in your eyes because of someone else, under the protection [of the arms] of any of the kings of the Kuru dynasty there&amp;nbsp; has never been such grievance on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%209"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; O son of Surabhi [the celestial cow], in my kingdom there will be no lamentation and therefore do not fear the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;s'ûdra&lt;/i&gt;, and dear mother cow, do not cry. As long as I am alive as the ruler and subduer of the envious you will fare well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2010-11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(10-11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O chaste one, he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;in whose state the living beings are terrified because of miscreants,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;will lose his fame, longevity, fortune and good birth. It is certainly the supreme duty of the kings to subdue in order to put an end to the misery of the ones who suffer and therefore I shall kill this most wretched man who is so violent with other living beings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2012"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who is the one who has cut your three legs, o son of Surabhi? What happened to you has never happened before in this royal state of kings who live in respect of Lord Krishna.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2013"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O bull, you are honest and without offenses, tell me therefore about him who mutilated you and tarnished the reputation of the sons of Prithâ.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2014"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Those who make the sinless suffer may fear me wherever they are, for I will curb the actions of the miscreants and restore the wellfare of the ones who are honest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2015"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The upstart who offends innocent living beings I shall forthwith defeat, whether he's a demigod from heaven with armor and decorations or not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2016"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is certainly the holy duty of the head of state to always protect the ones who faithfully perform their duty and, safely according the scriptures, chastise those in this world who have strayed from the path.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2017"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;he personality of religion said: 'All you said speaking for the sake of the freedom from anxiety of those who are suffering is befitting for someone of the Pândava dynasty, the dynasty of which the qualities led Lord Krishna to behave like a servant and such.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2018"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O greatest among the human beings, because the person is bewildered as a consequence of all the differences of opinion, we cannot tell who [or what] would be the cause of all human suffering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2019"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Some declare in defiance of all duality that one suffers because of one's own actions, others speak of supernatural causes, while still others say that it is all due to the operation of material nature or the consequence of accepting outside authorities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2020"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some also conclude that it is a matter which defies explanation and comprehension. Who of them would be right in this matter o sage amongst the kings, is left to your own power of judgement.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2021"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;ûta said: "Parîkchit, who attentively had followed what the personality of religion had to say, o best among the brahmins, mindfully replied.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2022"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;'You o knower of the duties, o dharma in the form of a bull, speak this way [of the unknown cause] only because you know that [just as it is with a guru who pointing out the karma takes the karma upon him] he who points out the wrongdoer ends up in the position of doing wrong himself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2023"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In other words: the Lord His ways with the material world can not be put in words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;nor be conceived&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;by living beings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2024"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(24)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Penance, cleanliness, compassion and truthfulness [&lt;i&gt;tapas, s'auca, dayâ, satya&lt;/i&gt;] are the legs that established the age of truth [Satya-yuga, the 'old days'], but because of irreligiosity three of them have broken in conceit, clinging to intercourse and intoxication.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2025"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;At present, o personality of religion, you are hobbling along on the one leg of truthfulness while quarrel personified [Kali] who flourishes on deceit, irreligiously tries to destroy that leg too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2026"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(26)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Through the actions of the Supreme Lord personally mother earth has been relieved of a great burden. His all-auspicious footprints brought good fortune everywhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2027"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(27)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lamenting with tears in her eyes the unfortunate and chaste one [mother earth] who was deserted by Him is now enjoyed by lower-class people who, devoid of the culture of learning, pose as rulers in my place.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2028"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(28)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;hus the personalities of religion and mother earth were pacified by the great warrior who took up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;his sharp sword in order to kill Kali, the root cause of irreligion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2029"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(29)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Realizing that the king wanted to kill him, Kali, stressed from the fear,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;abandoned his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;royal atire and in full surrender&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;bowed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;his head down at the feet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2030"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Out of compassion he who is kind to the poor and capable of handling worship with a smile refrained from killing the one who had fallen at the feet of the hero that he was, he, the hero of whom one says that he is worthy of being glorified.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2031"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(31)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The king said: 'Do not fear, for you have surrendered yourself with folded hands. We certainly inherited the fame of Arjuna, but that doesn't mean that you can be allowed to stay in my kingdom. You are a friend of irreligion after all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2032"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(32)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;With you physically present as a god of man, everywhere the irreligion of greed, falsehood, robbery, incivility, treachery, misfortune, cheating, quarrel and vanity and all of that will be abound in the masses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2033"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(33)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For that reason, o friend of irreligion, you do not deserve it to remain in the vicinity of those places where the experts of religion and the truth duly and expertly are of worship with sacrifices for the Lord of Sacrifices.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2034"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(34)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In such sacrificial ceremonies the Supreme Personality of God, the Lord, is worshiped as the Soul of all worshipable deities. In that form He&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;spreads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;welfare, for He is the to all desires inviolable Supersoul who is present inside as well as outside, just like the air is for all that moves and not moves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2035"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(35)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;ûta said: "That way being addressed by king Parîkchit, the personality of Kali seeing him ready with a raised sword speaking like Yamarâja, the Lord of Death, trembled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2036"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(36)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kali said: 'Wherever I may live under your order, o Emperor, I will always have to face the reign of your bow and arrows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2037"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(37)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Therefore please, o chief of the protectors of the religion, allot me a place where I may count on a permanent stay under your rule.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c1" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2038"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(38)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;ûta said: "Thus being petitioned, he gave Kali the permission to dwell in places where the four sinful activities of gambling, drinking, prostitution and animal slaughter [&lt;i&gt;dyûtam, pânam, striyah, sûnâ&lt;/i&gt;] were taking place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2039"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(39)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Next to that&amp;nbsp; the master, upon his insistent begging, alotted him the place where there is gold, for gold by passion is the fifth sin bringing falsity, intoxication, lust and enmity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2040"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(40)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thus under the direction of the son of Uttarâ were the five dwelling places given to Kali where indeed irreligion is encouraged.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2041"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(41)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;For that reason a person desiring his well-being should never resort to any of these places, especially not those persons who follow the path of liberation, the royalty, the state officials and the teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2042"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(42)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;By encouraging activities that restored the bull's three lost legs of austerity, cleanliness and compassion, the earth&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;[by King Parîkchit]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;perfectly improved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;amp;pli=1#Text%2043-44"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(43-44)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-4335282772887469234?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/4335282772887469234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=4335282772887469234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4335282772887469234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4335282772887469234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-found-this-part-really-interesting.html' title='I found this part really interesting from the Srimad Bhagavatam'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-8318529141487287633</id><published>2010-07-31T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T09:06:56.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rig Veda</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to post some of the hymns from the Rig Veda, that stood out for me, whilst reading the book "Wisdom of the Veda" by M.P Pandit. They stood out in the sense that they captured my life force in a strong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meditate on thee with a heart that does the work and mortal, I call to the immortal.&lt;br /&gt;(Rig Veda, 5.4.10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bring to thee, O Fire, by illuminating Word an offering that is shaped by the heart.&lt;br /&gt;(Rig Veda, 6.16.47)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus have I, an illumined sage, by my thoughts and utterances spoken to thee, who knowest, O Fire, O Creator, secret words of guidance, seer-wisdoms that speak out their sense to the seer.&lt;br /&gt;(Rig Veda 4.3.16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vistas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one mounts peak after peak, there becomes clear the much that has still to be done.&lt;br /&gt;(Rig Veda 1.10.2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altar II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them make ready the altar, let them set Agni in blaze in front. It is there, the awakening of the consciousness to Immortality.&lt;br /&gt;(Rig Veda 1.170.4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the truth in their thoughts they brought to birth the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;(Rig Veda 7.76.4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divine Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beholding the higher Light beyond the darkness we came to the Divine sun in the Godhead, to the highest light of all.&lt;br /&gt;(Rig Veda 1.50.10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God and Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God who is the guardian of the order and laws of the Truths knows me but I know him not.&lt;br /&gt;(Rig Veda 5.12.3&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even by magic can the mortal foe master the man who offers himself to the Fire with his gifts oblation.&lt;br /&gt;(Rig Veda 8.23.15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8318529141487287633?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8318529141487287633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=8318529141487287633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8318529141487287633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8318529141487287633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/07/rig-veda.html' title='Rig Veda'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-2097603416133175254</id><published>2010-07-25T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T06:11:47.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found Vega!</title><content type='html'>Well I've been putting special attention on trying to identify the brightest stars/planets in the sky, (thought that would be easiest as a beginning&amp;nbsp;exercise to get to know the night skies better) through using the reference of the astronomy program Stellarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly when I located Mars, and there was this other star next to it that was really pale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered about the closeness between Mars and the star, so looked on Stellarium and it was called: Zavijava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zavijava probably derives from Al Zawiyah which among other things mean a small Mosque, subsidiary to a larger one nearby. Since such a Mosque is very much a symbol of authority in its locality, as a parish church is in other communities, the idea conveyed here is of someone holding a position of command, but subject to a higher command behind them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Al Araf&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(another name for this star) 'Those who Send Forth' (others to carry out their orders), or 'Those who are Sent Forth ...' The planetary simile (Mercury-Mars) suggests one who has the intelligence and energy to be sent forth and not need a higher authority to lead". [&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.ca%2FLiving-Stars-Eric-Morse%2Fdp%2F0944256023&amp;amp;tag=constofstars-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325" target="_top"&gt;The Living Stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Dr Eric Morse, 1988, Amethyst Books, ISBN 0-944256-02-3]."&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.constellationsofwords.com/stars/Zavijava.html"&gt;http://www.constellationsofwords.com/stars/Zavijava.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the most wonderful thing for me, was finally being able to see VEGA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had thought it was not viewable where I was, but low and behold Stellarium showed that it would be at a low angle in the winter months, and luckily it rose higher then the house lines!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really interesting dream where I was given this special book by a person of some kind of Indian origin, it was a little red book, and in the dream it was supposed to be about Shiva. It was interesting because in the dream I woke up, after hearing this banging noise and went to investigate, and then there is this man standing there, and at first I thought he was a potential intruder, but he didn't say anything and just approached me and handed me the book through the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I held on to the book I remember feeling like the book was very important and I did not want to loose it, so I did not put it down. Then I had this strong feeling that when I woke up (I had some awareness then that I was in a dream), that I would be able to take the book with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-2097603416133175254?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/2097603416133175254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=2097603416133175254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2097603416133175254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/2097603416133175254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/07/found-vega.html' title='Found Vega!'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-5633357367356423008</id><published>2010-07-18T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T08:10:49.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar Return been and gone, bring on the Lunar Queen...</title><content type='html'>Another Solar Return past....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing an exercise currently to get to know the Nakshatras better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been singing to the lunar energy everyday, I'm determined to heal my menstual cycle. Seeking nourishment from the Un-obstructed flow of the lunar energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many women are beset with&amp;nbsp;menstrual&amp;nbsp;difficulties,&amp;nbsp;imbalances&amp;nbsp;etc. I have tried many different methods to help heal my own, and when in pain I find a few things help in conjunction with one another:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peppermint/chamomile tea&lt;br /&gt;Daily Aloe Vera&lt;br /&gt;Connecting with Lunar Deities, singing prayers to the Moon.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping low to the ground, postures that lower the head and arms, bending the back.&lt;br /&gt;Eating apples, drinking freshly made juices.&lt;br /&gt;Staying away from soy beans, chocolate, fried foods, anything heavy for the body to digest etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Create beauty, only beauty, that reminds of the eternal-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-5633357367356423008?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/5633357367356423008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=5633357367356423008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5633357367356423008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5633357367356423008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/07/solar-return.html' title='Solar Return been and gone, bring on the Lunar Queen...'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-7575726286069788350</id><published>2010-07-11T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T06:44:05.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It seems its must easier for me to write a story just letting it flow and not trying to "plan it", the planning just seems to kill it.&amp;nbsp;It also makes it rather boring to write.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The open vast expansive sky, too large for a world of limited confines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-7575726286069788350?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/7575726286069788350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=7575726286069788350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7575726286069788350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7575726286069788350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-plan.html' title='No plan'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-316525878557231246</id><published>2010-07-02T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T06:52:53.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar return soon</title><content type='html'>Solar return is soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prepare a morning ritual, to go back to my birth name on the day, 15th. Seeing the moon will be in Magha that day it seemed from the descriptions it will be good for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spend the day cleaning my space, to bring in fresh energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enter Moon period soon, and it will be bye bye to the Sun period. I feel in the closing days that there are some important things to consolidate. I did wonder if I would survive the Sun/Venus but so far I'm still here, only got until the 11th of July to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about the change though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought: Walk around town carrying a heavy weight on top of my head whilst screaming out loudly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See.. See.... there is this heavy weight upon me, one false move and it will crush me... no time for frivolity, or&amp;nbsp;dilly&amp;nbsp;dallying about... see see..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do wonder if anyone would get the symbology of it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Maybe only the Ravens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-316525878557231246?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/316525878557231246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=316525878557231246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/316525878557231246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/316525878557231246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/07/solar-return-soon.html' title='Solar return soon'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-7793804276744061901</id><published>2010-07-02T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T06:06:07.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirals'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Spiral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Brought to you by the purifying sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-7793804276744061901?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/7793804276744061901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=7793804276744061901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7793804276744061901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7793804276744061901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/07/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78YMncPiLEw/TC3gZDu42nI/AAAAAAAAAJI/G6qYASNFe_k/s72-c/meeryblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-8360610963783693463</id><published>2010-06-20T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:39:46.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders</title><content type='html'>Reminders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be surrounded by reminders is the reason why, to help focus the mind. To remind, not to claim that one is that. There is a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that remind and point to something greater - sure some people start to identify with the reminders, on an intellectual level and then suppose that they "are suddenly that", but not everyone falls for that all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true reminders have to be put out there regardless of whether the majority can relate to them properly or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finding all the true reminders is a task, and then, finding a way to show it, so the original integrity is not lost, and then making it available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8360610963783693463?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8360610963783693463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=8360610963783693463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8360610963783693463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8360610963783693463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/06/reminders.html' title='Reminders'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-4085207001082068651</id><published>2010-06-20T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T17:58:22.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;She shined on me through the gap in the window last night, as I fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;At the beach near sunset, she was there. I like it when I just happen to be drawn to an area of the sky to look, and there she is!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I also like it when the sun and moon are visible in the sky at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;In my mind I think, wow, wouldn't it be great to do alternate nostril breathing at such a time to really connect with solar and lunar energies? If doing walking alternate nostril breathing it could perhaps be done, that one could face and focus on the moon whilst breathing in and out the left nostril, and then the sun with right... though it may be hard to do smoothly with too much twisting of the body. So far it hasn't been practical for me to try this, when I've been in the situation with the sun and moon visible at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;That brings to mind the following (found in David Frawley's book - Astrology of the Seers, and his translation of: "Hymn to the Planets" by Vyasa.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;"I worship the Moon, who has the colour of yogurt, seashell or snow, who arose from the ocean of milk, whom Shiva wears as a crest jewel on his head."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-4085207001082068651?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/4085207001082068651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=4085207001082068651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4085207001082068651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4085207001082068651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/06/moon_20.html' title='The Moon!'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-4490739275889643108</id><published>2010-06-06T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T07:08:22.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Education</title><content type='html'>This numerology description for my birthdate seemed to fit well with my learning style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"who&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;absorbs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;knowledge rather than acquires it through hard study."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I notice when I am learning Chinese, I get into these&amp;nbsp;weird&amp;nbsp;states, where I feel all spacey, and my mind is over ether-ised, almost like entering into a different brainwave state. But often I am&amp;nbsp;surprised&amp;nbsp;how I actually know something or remember something, because I don't feel completely in the room or even that my attention focus is very strong and one pointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;The main time I feel a real fire intense focus on something is if I am chanting, I feel my mind really hone in on the words, almost like a swooping vulture it feels like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Thinking about my instinctual reaction to education institutions once I passed puberty, my way of relating too schooling changed quite a bit, I actually started to feel it was like a prison, a torture of the mind having to go to high school, and I've had an aversion to Universities also - the moment I am there I suddenly feel weak and&amp;nbsp;lethargic&amp;nbsp;-like they sap away all my energy, I also feel extremely angry and irritated at such places. I&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;at high school a few times I felt like the walking dead, .and distinctly feeling there was something "un-real" about the whole thing - as in it was a fake institution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I've since trusted that all places I feel drained of life force - are not good places for me to be, same with shopping malls, department stores, offices, etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ideally I would think the best education would be just being able to be totally receptive, and&amp;nbsp;receiving&amp;nbsp;it from a higher source already formed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Better to be like a sponge and soak it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-4490739275889643108?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/4490739275889643108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=4490739275889643108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4490739275889643108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4490739275889643108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/06/education.html' title='Education'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-5482074985141539173</id><published>2010-06-01T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:37:36.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vega/Wega</title><content type='html'>The star vega/wega, has been of interest to me, ever since a person randomly tapped me on the shoulder and told me I was from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never hearing about the star before I did some research and found some interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just recently I came across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hindunet.org/hindu_history/ancient/mahabharat/mahab_abhijit.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maharshi Vyas has recorded in Mahabharat, Vana Parva (Chap.230, Verses 8-11), a dialoge between Indra and Skanda where-in it is stated that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;"Contesting against Abhijit (Vega), the constellation Krittika (Pliedes) went to "Vana" the Summer Solstice to heat the summer. Then the star Abhijit slipped down in the sky. At that time Dhanishta was given the first place in the list of Nakshatras. Rohini was also the first some time back. Now you decide what to do," said Indra.&lt;/ul&gt;This dialogue shows that when Indra went to Summer Solstice, Vega started falling down. Many scholards have ridiculed this idea of Star Falling; but now it is proved by modern astronomy that it was a true fact that 12,000 years B.C., Vega had really come down to the horizon from the heights of the sky, to become a pole star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krittikas were at the Summer Solstice between 21,800 and 20,840 years B.C. At this time Dhansishta was at the vernal equinox and hence was given the first place in the Nakshatras. From this period, the sages noticed the gradual fall of Abhijit. Falling steadily, it is assumed the position of the Celestial Pole at 12,000 B.C., when Indra met Skanda to think on the problem of time-reckoning. The story shows that the Indian sages were observing the stars and constellations at least from 23,000 years B.C."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also seems that where Ketu is placed in my astrology chart is within Abhijit field at 8 degrees Capricorn, if what I found on the website was accurate. Seeing Ketu relates to the past, its an interesting co-incidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Arabic name for the star translates as "falling" or "landing" also, which maybe is named that way because of the observation of gradual fall of it all those years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently something has been nagging at me to find out more about this star. Being in the southern hemisphere, I am unable to see it in the sky, so if I ever get to the Northern Hemisphere it will be interesting. It's also interesting that the Pleiades took Vega's place, and the Pleiades have always been one of my favourite constellations. My eye is always drawn to them in the nightsky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-5482074985141539173?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/5482074985141539173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=5482074985141539173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5482074985141539173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5482074985141539173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/06/vegawega.html' title='Vega/Wega'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-2234187809730561591</id><published>2010-05-26T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:46:03.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Frown or Smile?</title><content type='html'>Sonia had to choose between a smile and a frown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile in all its golden glory, slightly appealed to her, but it didn't appeal to her as much as the frown repulsed her. She became aware that she really disliked the frown, infact it enraged her, but it never occurred to her, that she could seek out the smile to be free of it. The smile was okay,&lt;i&gt; but it wasn't enough to attract her.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead she vowed to wage war on the frown, she wanted to tear it to pieces - spit, scream, and stomp on it. She cursed it day and night. She felt compelled to destroy it, to blight it out of all existence, but of course she did not have the power to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of choosing the smile, which would of been the easiest way to be free of the frown, she chose to hate the frown, and become its enemy... only, she did not realise that the only way to truly defeat the frown, was to choose the smile...perhaps if she did, things would of turned out differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is, Sonia stayed locked in a pointless battle, and every little moment she was worn more and more away... she was blind to the source of the frown, and so continued to chase it's shadow, the shadow was her shadow - for she was the frown's instrument, and she would continue to be until she could choose the smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For trying to fight a frown, without a smile, turns one into a frown...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-7226414698612336828</id><published>2010-05-23T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:48:51.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will</title><content type='html'>I have discovered that making vows in relation to the planets is the best way to ensure not straying from an intent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it in a way, its like monkey (representing the mind) wearing the head band, and Tripitaka has the power to say the chant that will make the headband tighten and cause monkey (mind) pain if he tries to go astray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take vows with beings that mean business then it increases the gravity of the situation, and less likely to stray from it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-7226414698612336828?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/7226414698612336828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=7226414698612336828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7226414698612336828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/7226414698612336828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/05/will.html' title='Will'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-8345401581473601155</id><published>2010-05-23T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:19:14.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things interesting to me'/><title type='text'>What's brewing in the Cauldron?</title><content type='html'>The date of my birth and the flower associated with it is "Belladonna".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is amusing in the sense that I tend be drawn to crone archetypes, and this one seems to signify it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atropa Belladonna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The generic name of the plant, &lt;i&gt;Atropa&lt;/i&gt;, is derived from the Greek &lt;i&gt;Atropos&lt;/i&gt;, one of the Fates who held the shears to cut the thread of human life - a reference to its deadly, poisonous nature."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its juice was used by the Italian ladies to give their eyes&lt;br /&gt;greater brilliancy, the smallest quantity having the effect of dilating the pupils of the eye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting also seeing my pupils are naturally widely dilated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8345401581473601155?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8345401581473601155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-710222895007883219</id><published>2010-04-30T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:51:56.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bubbling Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Inspired by the beach...</title><content type='html'>Golden light&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are humbled&lt;br /&gt;Fearful, I turn away&lt;br /&gt;And yet you remain,&lt;br /&gt;Shinning strong, bright and eternal.&lt;br /&gt;While I am but a grain of sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh how I must avert my gaze!&lt;br /&gt;For to look upon you directly,&lt;br /&gt;Is just too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I have waited&lt;br /&gt;Since I first awoke to your existence&lt;br /&gt;Since I first felt the touch of your resonance&lt;br /&gt;Within my ears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I reach for you...&lt;br /&gt;In the brushing of the wind.&lt;br /&gt;In the waves of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;In the light of the sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it sets.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you are near,&lt;br /&gt;Although you are very far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty finds me&lt;br /&gt;Before I find it,&lt;br /&gt;It encompasses all&lt;br /&gt;Waves crashing&lt;br /&gt;To the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me sit with you&lt;br /&gt;In staring&lt;br /&gt;Let me breath in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read clouds&lt;br /&gt;In my sleep&lt;br /&gt;Crying out&lt;br /&gt;As I reach&lt;br /&gt;For the depths&lt;br /&gt;Of your pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sand bags&lt;br /&gt;Weigh you down&lt;br /&gt;As for me&lt;br /&gt;I seek flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alight!&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bird flight&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me wingless&lt;br /&gt;On the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where two waves meet&lt;br /&gt;So does light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach waves&lt;br /&gt;Spreading&lt;br /&gt;Dancing light accompanies&lt;br /&gt;Magical musical symphonies&lt;br /&gt;Glistening jewels reflecting&lt;br /&gt;You are my smile&lt;br /&gt;Grafted&lt;br /&gt;Etched&lt;br /&gt;In patterns of sand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-710222895007883219?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/710222895007883219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=710222895007883219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bubbling Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>The mistress of time,&lt;br /&gt;Enters my mind&lt;br /&gt;Whispering...&lt;br /&gt;"Darkness is but another form of light",&lt;br /&gt;And so you know...&lt;br /&gt;She swallowed it whole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She swallowed me whole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her dark night envelops me&lt;br /&gt;I am adrift in her vast space...&lt;br /&gt;She is the silence of peace,&lt;br /&gt;And for as long as I dwell there&lt;br /&gt;I am safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is covering me with blankets,&lt;br /&gt;Of all different kinds of play&lt;br /&gt;She is the wind that moves the leaves&lt;br /&gt;And quivers the rain drops.&lt;br /&gt;On the trees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-8154981847211929435?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/8154981847211929435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=8154981847211929435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8154981847211929435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/8154981847211929435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/03/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-976114563073892901</id><published>2010-02-23T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:49:56.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bubbling Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Primordial darkness</title><content type='html'>Today I fell in love with the Primordial Darkness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all&lt;br /&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissolution craving!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading about Dumavati, and it triggered it. Of all the goddesses I read about today, she was the one that I felt the most excited by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-976114563073892901?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/976114563073892901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=976114563073892901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/976114563073892901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/976114563073892901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2010/05/primordial-darkness.html' title='Primordial darkness'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-4929168737632360264</id><published>2009-12-14T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:53:21.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guild Activities'/><title type='text'>Spirit Communions.. (for want of a better name)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai and I communed with some beings of "spirit" who are eager to seek a relationship with us and help to guide the Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided that every new moon we will hold a "spirit communion" with these entities which have given us some evidence to believe they are of divine origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our method is to lay out the letters of the alphabet in a circle along with the words "yes" and "no", and place a cup in the middle turned upside down, we then place a little finger lightly on top of the cup each, and wait for the cup to move towards the letters or yes and no, spelling words, or answering direct "yes" or "No" questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time we tried we had limited success, but this time, we got lots of full sentences out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have noted it works more effective giving an offering in the middle of water of some kind, perhaps the first time we did it we offered peppermint tea which may of not been the best sort of beverage for offering so we got less coherent message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that it is best to not disclose publicly what the messages were, (they relate primarily to ourselves or to the Village) out of respect for the entities, but will reveal to other Villagers, the parts that are relevant to the Village if they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A general gist I can say is that certain sanskrit words are used often, and that it mostly seems to be about surrendering to the divine will in order to achieve the aims of the Village.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-4929168737632360264?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/4929168737632360264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=4929168737632360264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4929168737632360264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/4929168737632360264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2009/12/spirit-communions-for-want-of-better.html' title='Spirit Communions.. (for want of a better name)'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-3891721749861316890</id><published>2009-12-09T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:52:37.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bubbling Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Some of the ideas Todd and I have been contemplating.</title><content type='html'>Contemplating transcendental numbers like Pi and Phi... and wondering if they can be symbolic for the "immortal" aspect of the multi-verse...the combination of 10 different numbers after decimal point, never repeating their pattern, (which is the impermanence) but the basic building blocks of the 10 numbers are the same. So perhaps there are 10 fundamental principals to come from that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 divided by two = five elements, water, earth, ether, air, and fire, the two times by five is the yin and the yang of each element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yin and yang = the one of undifferentiated unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 is a sacred number of the ancients that see that relationship is paramount in the universe, the relationship of a being to the divine (great spirit) and that it is in some ways higher then focusing on a number like 1.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the current times 1 is more popular with people putting themselves on par with God and the great spirit, and competing to be number 1, all the focus on the "self" - 1 is very "revered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is the 0 that best represents the unity, the 0 relates to the womb or the void, of pure potentiality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancients may of also revered the female above the male at some stage because of the female being associated with the "womb".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a being reaches the center of the divine consciousness, they then spiral out as the golden mean... traversing through those realms closer to the divine, and making their way out to the furthest out reaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The circumference of a circle is like samsara, or suffering, it can go on and endlessly and the only relief from it is to focus attention to the center, to travel the radius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 x Radius=Diameter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling by the radius is to go to the center and then come back with the "divine message".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the number "2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you travel through the diameter, with no "pause" as you are one unbrocken line, you fling yourself from one extreme to another, this is how aversion and attraction develops - with no centering or "middle path" being found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the number "1".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-3891721749861316890?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/3891721749861316890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=3891721749861316890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3891721749861316890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3891721749861316890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2009/12/some-of-ideas-todd-and-i-have-been.html' title='Some of the ideas Todd and I have been contemplating.'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-1415270462607677867</id><published>2009-12-02T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:54:14.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals list'/><title type='text'>Goals list end of 09</title><content type='html'>Hello Villagers, and other interested parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Village activities that relate to the running of the Village are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperwork (ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;Working with the Village Council in Village plans (ongoing) &lt;br /&gt;Enlisting the aid of higher beings to help protect the Village and its manifestation(ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Project(s) status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researching differing viewpoints on the ultimate nature of the multi-verse (ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying Chinese (ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying political thought and social, cultural dynamics (ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily spiritual and health maintenance practices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researching alternative versions of history, and so called "conspiracy" thought (ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying Astrology (namely Vedic Astrology) - (this is an off and on again thing that varies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Developing one pointed focus on "divine" (ongoing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Developing relationship with deities. (ongoing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-1415270462607677867?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/1415270462607677867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=1415270462607677867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1415270462607677867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/1415270462607677867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2009/12/recent-developments.html' title='Goals list end of 09'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-3210652004857094341</id><published>2008-10-02T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:20:22.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diviniation Musings'/><title type='text'>Comparing the High Priestess with the Empress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The High Priestess and The Empress are two cards in the major arcana within the tarot. Their archetypal imagery represents two differing aspects of the feminine potential within all of us (males also!). Females may naturally feel more able to tap into these archetypes but the potential resides within all of us, and is important for us to explore if we wish to be whole individuals with both the positive and beneficial forces of femininity and masculinity within us. I wish to explore the way in which the meanings of these two cards can help to support us in the process of bringing forth our creations to the physical world, how we can develop insight into our own selves, and insight into the part we play within the creative process of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First let us compare these two cards with a metaphor. The High Priestess is the womb, and The Empress is the process of giving birth. Within the cosmic womb all potentials lie waiting to manifest, The High Priestess has access to these potentials – she is the essence of receptivity. It is through the creative process that a potential manifests in the earthly sphere – this earthly sphere is what The Empress signifies. She is the form, the shape that manifestation takes. She is also the caregiver of manifestation – she nurtures and protects it through its process of becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The High Priestess relates to the sub-conscious. She is of the shadowy realms. She is illusive and mysterious. She cannot be grasped by the rational or logical mind. She is heard more through whispers, symbolism, dreams and intuition. She is found in the stillness of silence. She shows the polarities of dark and light within us. We can sometimes get lost inside our inner-self if we allow ourselves to stagnate in our receptivity and fail to take action. The energy of The Empress can provide grounding and a reminder that we are in the physical reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Empress relates to physical manifestations that can be experienced through the senses and are tangible. She offers abundance and material life. Her nature is creative – that creativity can manifest as light and darkness. She signifies the time for harvest, the time of blossoming, of ripening. She is sensory in nature and governs the body. She can also show up in a spread when we are blocking our true creative ability. Through our own fears, grief or anger we can inhibit our positive creations. Destruction is inherent within the creative process, and we must make sure we align ourselves with that which is beneficial for all. The energy of The High Priestess can help us here in reminding us that that we are all connected, and help us see through the illusion of separateness. For she lives at a depth where the interconnectedness of everything can not be denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The High Priestess looks inward and is revered for her inner knowledge of the universe. She is connected to the primordial forces. She is wise but her wisdom is not there to service ego, she communicates the Divinity within. She can take you into places that if you are not very grounded, can overwhelm you. You can meet with the darkness of your own being – or the shadow self you may not want to face. Before embarking on such a journey – one must have developed their light. True grounding is only useful if aligned with the beneficence of the universe – if you lose touch with this, exploration of her terrain could be dangerous. Thankfully she is often not so accessible – she protects us from taking on too much before we are ready to fully process it consciously. She has to reveal herself gradually, so she will not overwhelm. We can see the effects in some people whom she has revealed too much before they were ready and the instability to the mind that brings. If you find yourself going in too deep, best to engage your senses positively in the world around you to re-ground yourself. Such as spending time in nature, or being of practical service or support to those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The High Priestess beckons us to tap into our inner creative potential that comes from turning our mind inward. Abiding in silence and waiting for our own inner being to give us insight into our true nature, we can gradually grow to be more able to interpret her messages through continual practice and dedication. We of course must be able to act on these insights, bring forth these inspirations to better our being, and only then can we influence others to do the same through our own shining example. These inspirations are shared with others through the realm that The Empress represents, it is in her realm that we can benefit others in a way in which they will feel is tangible. When we act on our own truth and align with the universe, naturally those things we seek will manifest when the time is ripe. The Empress shows you the way in which you proceed – like a mother who loves, protects and nurtures her child – this is what you must do with your creations. To make sure our creative energy remains unblocked we must both trust and feel safe in our own form, and the myriad of forms around us. A good way to cultivate this is to aim to give freely to all beings. If we wish to be blessed by abundant manifestation, giving supporting nurturance and protection to others helps us to receive this in return. This also helps to set up good positive behaviours within ourselves, whether directed inward or outward. For The Empress relates to being able to provide for ourselves as well as others and to accept with gratitude all abundance that has been given to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned The Empress represents our ability to nurture that which we are giving birth to in a physical sense. She can provide the physical location for our dreams. Through the support of this energy we align ourselves with the cycles of nature. If we do this we will naturally be supported, cared for and protected. Without her the potentials inherent in the womb would have no physicality to come into being in the material world. We can see how The High Priestess and The Empress relate and are both necessary for our earthly manifestation. We need the physical to realise the dreams of the inner world, and we need the inner world to feed the physical so we can have the inspiration to create. We need to slowly bring in to the conscious waking mind that which is hidden and unknown. Bringing the dark into the light. We are also here to experience a physical manifestation (something I often find difficulty with!) so we must see that we are Divinity in the flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The High Priestess represents the mystery, the illusive and that which is going on behind the scenes. Her realm is often disregarded by those who are to bound to their physicality and their senses, or who are too immersed in their own logic and reason to be open to any form of intuitive understanding. It is sometimes easy to forget even for those who are open to her influence that there is more beyond the physical forms that we attempt to grasp. When we fall into the mundane and become entrapped within the surface of things The High Priestess can encourage us to look deeper. She can remind us that spirit dwells within matter, and that there are unseen forces that we are not yet aware of operating in the universe – she reminds us of the beauty and the mystery of existence. As she is connected to the depths she can remind us of the subtle behind the gross. She can add depth and insight to the physical manifestation of The Empress's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this article has given some insight into how we can use the energies represented by The Empress and The High Priestess to better our lives and the lives of those around us. May the feminine principle be called upon and worked on by all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-3210652004857094341?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/3210652004857094341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=3210652004857094341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3210652004857094341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/3210652004857094341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2008/10/comparing-high-priestess-with-empress.html' title='Comparing the High Priestess with the Empress'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690748917460551541.post-5609262527984370808</id><published>2008-09-28T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:19:58.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bubbling Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Night time Meditations</title><content type='html'>I sometimes feel like the night sky enters my mind,&lt;br /&gt;As the stars twinkle inwardly,&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel sickly honey sweet.&lt;br /&gt;There's something romanticised in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;About going Supernova.&lt;br /&gt;Way down into the Galatic Center,&lt;br /&gt;Where there is no sound...&lt;br /&gt;The cosmic womb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I said that that was the highest thing I could aspire to, to be as the cosmic womb, pregnant with infinite possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again my mind is overtaken by ether-like notions, and the heaviness of human existence is momentarily forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing down the Goddess.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking to the wind.&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats fast,&lt;br /&gt;There's a sense of urgency&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how long I will be in this form,&lt;br /&gt;So I must do what I can...&lt;br /&gt;(If only I could burn away the heaviness in my weary head)&lt;br /&gt;And be fresh, like the dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could implode at any moment!&lt;br /&gt;But somehow... I stay together!&lt;br /&gt;What is this substance that keeps me maintained!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6690748917460551541-5609262527984370808?l=wombofpossibility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/feeds/5609262527984370808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6690748917460551541&amp;postID=5609262527984370808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5609262527984370808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6690748917460551541/posts/default/5609262527984370808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wombofpossibility.blogspot.com/2008/09/night-time-meditations.html' title='Night time Meditations'/><author><name>I love Rudraksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010848359929354618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB1pu2fHU-M/Te9uCS-IdwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jiFoO3QTi58/s220/pakuacol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
