Indecent Mind

You stand on the side of the road and notice strangers passing through it. Some of them reach out to you, others ask for something, and others ask you more. You sometimes remember some face, sometimes you see something inside one of them. To some you answer, to others you analyze how it could be the last to be seen. Some push the bar. With surprise, he even in states to dwell on his stories. To them, you are also a stranger who can solve nothing. They can perceive in their eyes something empty of no importance; then they go to the next, searching within themselves, to find someone like that. You can claim to be not one of those strangers. That brings a true wealth that denotes living in a radiant joy. Imagine that on this road you will find countless beggars carrying material fortunes with glimpses of some achievement. To hold infinitely greater treasures than the world can ever offer them. You invoke an over human realization and an ego that you see as being greater than your natural state. He thinks he is indestructible. He laments the sad essence in which this parade of poor mortals is constituted. They wander through the eternal search for a truth that can change the name and that can shape but are unable to feel connected to its origin. You delude yourself of a separation from everything that is around you. Conscious, or not, they have a perception of being isolated fragments. Only to think, at this moment, are afraid of this conflict that becomes norm. The suffering seems endless. They aspire to want to be over human, but their form - still incomplete, drags them into a low-level imaginal that always points to suffering. The question that remains is how to discover alone, isolated, that the end of suffering exists. What can be left after there is no more pain? What definition - as optimistic as it can be, can we transform beyond a belief and accomplish goals that we can achieve? Even cautious, we believe that our imagination - for them, may not exist in the present life.

WHO I AM?

I know how to have a unique life in my eternal and ever-present form that has been imposed on me since birth and its potential death. I also know that I exist beyond my diversity, that I will know how to exist in an immanent form, in an essence of great depth that is invisible and indestructible to me. My quest for significance is to have access to my innermost self; to my truest presence. I believe I will not be able to reach myself simply with my reason, with my thought, and it would be fruitless to understand this quest anyway. Silence myself in a meekness to know me - and in this mindfulness and intense, I believe it is possible to find the present moment at this moment, at this time now to feel totally present. Although I know not to understand, especially this divine spark made the image of a father. The imagination That I aspire to, is to regain knowledge of myself and to keep whenever possible interested in the perception of feeling. Throughout my life, and the story that comes long before that, some celebrated writers have questioned the existence of God. I believe that this word invented by humanity has been and is being emptied of its full meaning; and widely abused profanely. I have even limited, and I do it with a certain fear, to use this word in a normal way by the significance of God - which many uses as if they know and have full conviction of what is behind this infinite vastness. Others declare - with pride, to know that this word should be denied; and many others profess the beliefs of the craziest, inserting illusions of all genres, to claim to be - only, certain. The word God has become a concept, it has become an imagery aesthetic, a representation of something or someone who is out of myself and who almost inevitably has no access. But what would be the definition and explanation behind this word? Does the word help or prevent each of us from having an experience? Where does she point? Aim out of me? And if she points out from me to something that is outside the I, it lends us so that we have a better facility to ingest in our mind an idol that will exist only in this idea? The word does not explain anything but has the advantage for society to be a concept, although we know that we cannot reduce the invisible to something finite. So, it is hard to form or almost impossible to form an image of that word. How can someone or groups of some claim the exclusive property of God if each of us has in our essence immediate access to His presence? So, would it be easier to understand who I am, or that I am this or that I am that to be able to come to God? I believe a small step has to be taken. But for me it is almost a huge obstacle to know who I am, so that I can enjoy an experience with Him.

FALSEING

We carry a false shadow of ourselves that is noisy, distressing, compulsive and that reins within inseparable from the I. This shadow is the thought that identifies itself in your mind - incessant noise and great obstacle to which we can experience our reality. Freedom is to be able to truly express oneself in the identity of yourself. It is to exist in being; is not to be separated from a world that the mind reflects fragmented, conflictive and separate from the life that manifests itself in it. To be imaginative is to escape this permanent pain, from this slavery that makes your mind continually think away from the moment that presents itself. The mind in its separator power besides creating filters, offering buffers between your being and everything that is in your surroundings, including the world in which you belong and, amazingly, to a God in which you can believe She, the mind, totally eludes you; creates imaginary facts at the level of appearances that makes you forget that you are one, that you are all reality. The magic performed is so perfect that you feel comforted by this fraudulent freedom. This noisy mind goes beyond the whole process of thinking. It invades the shores of borders considered healthy, in such a way that it invents a clearing where a disease can seduce you. The I, in this terrifying invasion of thought, understands it to be him, the mind; there all the instrumentation of the world becomes - erroneously, this mind, which will work, cunningly, in a destructive way of being.

SMALLER PROJECTION

All this mind-induced confusion happens to most of these people, but we can get and accomplish things with it. One question that assaults me is the lack of desire to be able to get rid of it due to its extreme need to devote their solve problems, although it is not interest in being involved in these issues. In its ability to transcend the Being, the mind becomes proprietary; it has without its permission leaving - for brief and discontinued time, to the Being, to exist. It remains - only to the Being, he understands that it is not his mind. Notice this entity called thought; activate the level of high consciousness and allow yourself to understand that the mind - and your thinking, are small aspects of an entire world that is yourself. What really counts originates beyond the mind. Awaken to beauty, love, warmth, happiness and peace. Do not kid yourself and do not judge: you are not a medical case. There is voice; there will be voices. There are several lines that are rife in the head of any Being. They are unconditional and disobedient thoughts performing by monologues and dialogues and causing intense noise in our heads. This mind may even surprise you when you cross the street with other people and these questioners realize what you utter - the speakerphone, what your mind thinks. Some do it loud and clear in such a natural way that - without shyness: they comment, commend, grumble, laugh and so on. Make no mistake: they are not crazy. The only detail observing the mind is that necessarily it makes irrelevant the whole present moment; it will always be focused on the past, near or far away. You will be rehearsing situations later and, almost always in a lower condition and with negative probabilities; that we call concern. This projection can be accompanied by a sound or mental video and, even if it is given to you in the present moment, it does so in terms of the past. That is, the mind is always there to steal what happens, to take away everything that life is demanding in its presence.

LISTEN AS A HABIT

The voice in your head is conditioned on the belonging of this mind. This thinking results from all the past history of being; of the culture absorbed with the social collective and according to their mental animus in line with a heritage. By forming his judgment, he reproduces a look of the past that distorts the present moment. The other, rarely your enemy is. This said executioner - his mind, is that attacks him, punishes and sucks, lies in himself. In his head is located the great cause of the diseases that bring him anguish and makes him unhappy. It is not bad, in any case, to pay attention and create the habit of listening - as intensely as possible, what happens in your mind to be able to free yourself from it. As an old disc, it will follow a pattern of defect in thought that will be redundant, that is, it will repeat itself. Mind the same, turn on this thinker. Listen to what comes from there and witness as a witness; avoid and abandon judging what the thinker thinks. Listen in no hurry; there she is -- the mind and its thinking. And you, here, peering into her. Know that consciousness is you; it is his presence that looks beyond the mind.

TIME SIGNIFICANCE

Listen to her voice, the voice of the mind, her thought as a witness witnessing to yourself. This is the dimension of your consciousness: to feel your presence, to feel your existence, your depth; know who is behind the thought. Right now, all your anxiety will slow down, for this think will lose its empowerment. An involuntary end of the compulsive mind will begin. In this discontinuity, a mental lapse created, and a peace invades the Being. It is of the utmost importance to realize this moment because it can be seconds and that in practice, they will deepen. The being discovers a lightness, a sense of stillness, but still shallow. This happiness is endless. It does not have a background and, from the bottom - no smaller, smashes an aura of joy that will bring forth a good that will flood the whole body of the Being. There is no loss of reality here; far from it: your consciousness will be full. You do not lose your stamina or the certainty of being alive. Your whole body pulsates in this presence of you in the-Be-even. You rise in a vibration that your whole body participates in. As these lapses of thought happen, you walk in the moment of pure presence. You will realize at this moment the presence of the world beyond its past and future significance. Everything around you will no longer consider to be essentially what you want, but what you are; that has a value to transmit. You will walk with lightness to the decision that there is something that you will somehow be able to express. The being to get rid of - at least occasionally, when from the beginning of your annoyance about the incessant talk of the mind, can - instead of observing it, take your attention from it by focusing your focus on the present moment. To do this, raise your consciousness at the sensitive and intense level for what happens. I anticipate that this intelligent action will immediately bring you a huge and profound lightness. This movement of presetting itself to thought takes the Ser - along with its consciousness, away from the mind and its noisy routine when establishing it in an activity of extreme attention; in the latter, satisfactorily entitled: meditation. In daily life - to exemplify what is above, the Being - when making use of the middle activities, use them to become an end in itself. I will materialize a classic fact at this moment when I compose this text: I degust every word, every sentence, every moment of editing with the utmost attention; next to that, I notice the weather, the weather, the scratch of the fabric in my body, the swinging of the net where I find myself, the flight of the bird seen sideways, the swinging of the leaf in the banana tree. Anyway, I let it pulse in me every moment, every millisecond and every celebration of the world that is around me and myself in this world. This is to be present; even inspire us and exhale from oxygen. I flower all sensory perceptions: noise, contact, movement, smell and taste. I take short breaks; seconds, even. Thousands of times to savor and observe the flow of life; a silent presence as a result of immense power. Feel it; savor each of these moments inwardly and you will see the degree of peace that will begin to emerge, and the success that these exercises - repeatedly, will make you climb a step up the scale of joy about the beauty of being alive. Learn, insist at this point not to identify with what you are not, that is, your mind. Create this oasis by shedding light on your consciousness, making it more powerful. You will know of your power when - at some point, you smile at the childish wickedness that your mind dares to create. It may mean that you will no longer take seriously this sense of identity in the face of the clumsy things of your thinking.

PITIFUL SOME

Most of a Being's energy is expended on a tool that makes it dysfunctional and often bad - even harmful, which is thought. Almost the entire time of the mind can be discarded because the task that is there is useless, besides being repetitive. We can even name this intense mental activity as an addiction, as a false sense of pleasure that further on is pure pain. I refer to this compulsive thinking, whose need - or in need, to be in the present all the time, ignoring it. Wrong the assertion to give a significance to your feeling, your existence, to the content and activity or, your identity be equal to the crazed act of thinking of your mind. You do not cease to exist if you do not think anymore. Because you -- being the Being, is not the mind. This is only an attachment, a tool of consciousness. The Being is beyond the mind. Every Being slip to be an imagery of the design that your mind conditions by reflecting and mirroring your so-called personality and a potential cultural environment that is inserted. This imagery position is a ghost that many call an ego; would be a kind of twin of the Being. This, said, ghost or ego, is a memory that only functions in the activity requirement of thinking of the mind. Ghost of being or the false Being that here nicknamed ego, is the consequence of an unconscious identification of the true, with its thought. For this false Being, the real moment and all the tactile reality that surrounds him, in fact, does not exist. He - this ego, feeds and reinvigorates itself in the past and in the future, corroding in the present, the visible world. Hence, much of the ills that have occurred to the Being start from this dysfunction of truth, which works in total inversion, with the mind as its cause. In this absence of the Being, the concern for the past is alive and clear, justified by the ego that without