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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYFSHo6fSp7ImA9WhFTE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638</id><updated>2013-06-04T06:38:39.415-07:00</updated><category term="rise in love" /><category term="system" /><category term="miracle" /><category term="relationship" /><category term="matrix" /><category term="creation" /><category term="divinelove" /><category term="keep moving" /><category term="god" /><category term="universal love" /><category term="nature" /><category term="marriage" /><category term="happiness" /><category term="gratitude" /><category term="love" /><category term="compassion" /><category term="divinity" /><category term="prayer" /><category term="hope" /><category term="thank god" /><title>Life and Mission</title><subtitle type="html">keep moving</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/rdNrh" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="blogspot/rdnrh" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYFSHY_fCp7ImA9Wx9bEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-846009818512704883</id><published>2011-02-19T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T19:21:59.844-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-19T19:21:59.844-08:00</app:edited><title>silent prayer...</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SX9gFaUvEXo/TWCGe8Rb0EI/AAAAAAAAAG4/dj4s3f6jT_8/s1600/why_me____by_sweeta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SX9gFaUvEXo/TWCGe8Rb0EI/AAAAAAAAAG4/dj4s3f6jT_8/s320/why_me____by_sweeta.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nothing in my mind...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a painful silence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; but have to go beyond...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;may the tears can clean the feelings of&amp;nbsp; heart... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the butterfly will be there with her lovely wings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;may the lovely&amp;nbsp; butterfly&amp;nbsp; fly with perfect ecstasy listening to the divine sweet music ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;giving love is divine than demanding it ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let me find that divine in me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; with love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/846009818512704883/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=846009818512704883" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/846009818512704883?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/846009818512704883?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/02/silent-prayer.html" title="silent prayer..." /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SX9gFaUvEXo/TWCGe8Rb0EI/AAAAAAAAAG4/dj4s3f6jT_8/s72-c/why_me____by_sweeta.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QNRXs7cCp7ImA9Wx9bEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-5454038391631336825</id><published>2011-02-19T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T19:09:54.508-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-19T19:09:54.508-08:00</app:edited><title>alone...</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHHjDZbRejw/TVtSv3lZ5nI/AAAAAAAAAG0/G9hi4CgBntI/s1600/Spiritual+Journey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHHjDZbRejw/TVtSv3lZ5nI/AAAAAAAAAG0/G9hi4CgBntI/s320/Spiritual+Journey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;again alone in to the woods...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/5454038391631336825/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=5454038391631336825" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/5454038391631336825?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/5454038391631336825?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/02/alone.html" title="alone..." /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHHjDZbRejw/TVtSv3lZ5nI/AAAAAAAAAG0/G9hi4CgBntI/s72-c/Spiritual+Journey.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4MQHYyeCp7ImA9Wx9UEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-3247578417241416725</id><published>2011-02-08T08:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:29:41.890-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-08T22:29:41.890-08:00</app:edited><title>Alone  or Lonely</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When i look back.. i went through such a state of mind, many times in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In my childhood and&amp;nbsp; teenage , i had&amp;nbsp; lot of such experiences..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now i can make the conclusion that i experienced loneliness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TVFw3uuWGeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GoGdutOBFLA/s1600/silence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TVFw3uuWGeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GoGdutOBFLA/s320/silence.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In my childhood and teenage&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though i had many friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went through the state of loneliness...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because i was searching for one who can understand me well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even with out uttering a word...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One who can understand the real me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One who can accept me as a good friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One who need me as a good friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One who ask my help &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tried my best to become transparent ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But i never felt the warmth of care and love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Child in me badly wished for such a good friend ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TVGX-co0oUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/z3nQqUgbHSw/s1600/the-angel-protecting-the-child-ruth-housley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TVGX-co0oUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/z3nQqUgbHSw/s200/the-angel-protecting-the-child-ruth-housley.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In my childhood dreams... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I used to visualize that one day an angel will come..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In a pink gown, with soft wings,a magic wand in her hand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And will play in the green paddy fields near my school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And many friends will join us....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We will play in rain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That dream is not yet finished..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because the goddess of sleep took me to some other unknown world every night.... Part of my childhood and teenage fantasy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When i started analyzing things from other persons stand point&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i got some answers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am&amp;nbsp; not a wanted friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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May be I am not a good friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One who &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; have the qualities of a &lt;b&gt;good friend..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When i observe and analyze&amp;nbsp; it from other persons perspective....&lt;br /&gt;
Possibilities are there ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was a good solution for my intellect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was many ,who admired me because of some qualities in me that i was not even aware..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But Now... Even now ...Even after long years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When i am going through such a state I am not able to distinguish between that ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intellectually&lt;/b&gt; i know &lt;b&gt;lonely&lt;/b&gt; is not a synonym for &lt;b&gt;alone&lt;/b&gt;..The word lonely connotes isolation and dejection...A missed absence of companions when its applied to persons. Alone means complete by oneself..A state of solitude...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hmmmmm.... Heavy theoretical stuffs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even now... I am not able to distinguish between them ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Feel so Sad..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But Intellect is firing me left and right ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My Philosophical and&amp;nbsp; Intellectual part of mind is forcing&amp;nbsp; me&amp;nbsp; to conclude it as a state of solitude...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But my Emotional part of mind is not ready to compromise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With lot of Compassion, My Commonsense is helping me to tune myself to higher..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To&amp;nbsp; listen HIS whisper....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To listen to My Inner Voice...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Keep moving&amp;nbsp; my dear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Keep moving my dear ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With out any regret... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Keep moving my dear..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I Badly wish for a great satsang.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TVGiUm4aHYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Tw2_PAOZbto/s1600/Butterfly+Wings+Children.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TVGiUm4aHYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Tw2_PAOZbto/s1600/Butterfly+Wings+Children.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmmm...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let the intellect and mind&amp;nbsp; fight... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May be one day they will come to a conclusion ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One day the beautiful&amp;nbsp; Butterfly will come out of the cocoon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can wait..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/3247578417241416725/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=3247578417241416725" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/3247578417241416725?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/3247578417241416725?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/02/alone-or-lonely.html" title="Alone  or Lonely" /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TVFw3uuWGeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GoGdutOBFLA/s72-c/silence.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQBSH05cCp7ImA9Wx9UEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-5777409627552329879</id><published>2011-02-06T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T18:32:39.328-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-07T18:32:39.328-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="universal love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rise in love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prayer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="divinity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="divinelove" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marriage" /><title>Rhythm of life...</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The way you make love is the way God will be with you.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...Rumi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; 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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TU99oWlU1vI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W0fvpcgEg0I/s1600/The-Greatest-Butterflies-Photo-Collection-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TU99oWlU1vI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W0fvpcgEg0I/s320/The-Greatest-Butterflies-Photo-Collection-1.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The never-ending rhythm of the Life... love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is a journey ... like a picnic.. on the way we can see many things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for sure we will reach the destination..&lt;br /&gt;
but on the way we must learn to enjoy the path ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its the part of journey...and its the beauty of journey....&lt;br /&gt;
and its the important rule of this game &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if we can tune our heart to nature she will teach us how to live...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;symmetry is&amp;nbsp; beauty...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nature loves symmetry ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..love is the force that bind the whole universe together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when the creation experience love they are experiencing divinity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if we are able to keep the fire of pure unconditional love in our heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we can enjoy each moments in life ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;otherwise we will wait for the destination to celebrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tune the mind to pure&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;unconditional love&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;
be with that..&lt;br /&gt;
the divine presence of the pure consciousness God...&lt;br /&gt;
love is the way to realize god&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;start from simple exercise...&lt;br /&gt;
with awareness..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we have to practice the art of giving and expressing LOVE..&lt;br /&gt;
we can start giving love unconditionally to those who are in our inner circle &lt;br /&gt;
parents.. spouse .. grand parents.. sister..brother..&lt;br /&gt;
and with some one special...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No need to inform others..never expect anything in return...&lt;br /&gt;
Just love..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Again i know its difficult...because our individual ego may resist..&lt;br /&gt;
Pure Love is the way to sublimate our ego and reach the higher..&lt;br /&gt;
...just start it..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The whole universe will support it..&lt;br /&gt;
Because Love is the basic substratum of life..&lt;br /&gt;
Basic substratum of creation..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of course its not easy ...&lt;br /&gt;
we have to learn it like a baby try to walk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;possibilities are there to fall...&lt;br /&gt;
so what.. hold on to something higher and get up and try ..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.. my friend used to remind me the following&amp;nbsp; powerful statement&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love this statement.. because that statement is from a pure heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i used to shout this when things are not moving as per my plan... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" wake up man... . things are as bright as ever.. believe its possible " &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its a powerful prayer..because i heard it&amp;nbsp; from a sincere mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i strongly believe the power of those words..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;let us rise in love ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;deep in our heart we can find the seed ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..water it ... it will grow .. it can give shade to many ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..let us explore the sincere divine love deep with in us.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let us grow together..to rise in LOVE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...with love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TU-HtFds7EI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0WjCKY45cCg/s1600/lovebanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="83" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TU-HtFds7EI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0WjCKY45cCg/s400/lovebanner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/5777409627552329879/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=5777409627552329879" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/5777409627552329879?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/5777409627552329879?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/02/rhythm-of-life.html" title="Rhythm of life..." /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TU99oWlU1vI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W0fvpcgEg0I/s72-c/The-Greatest-Butterflies-Photo-Collection-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4BQnk6fCp7ImA9Wx9VGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-253481488029993032</id><published>2011-02-05T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T22:32:33.714-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-05T22:32:33.714-08:00</app:edited><title>The Invitation</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... a beautiful work by Oriah © Mountain Dreaming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TU4w10HL9UI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JgyuqLq7HKo/s1600/flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TU4w10HL9UI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JgyuqLq7HKo/s320/flowers.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Invitation by Oriah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream&lt;br /&gt;
of meeting your heart’s longing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn’t interest me how old you are.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream&lt;br /&gt;
for the adventure of being alive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon...&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow&lt;br /&gt;
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed&lt;br /&gt;
from fear of further pain.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;your own without moving to hide it or fade it&lt;br /&gt;
or fix it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own&lt;br /&gt;
if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to the tips of your fingers and toes&lt;br /&gt;
without cautioning us&lt;br /&gt;
to be careful&lt;br /&gt;
to be realistic&lt;br /&gt;
to remember the limitations&lt;br /&gt;
of being human.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.&lt;br /&gt;
If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day.&lt;br /&gt;
And if you can source your own life from its presence.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine&lt;br /&gt;
and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon,&lt;br /&gt;
“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair&lt;br /&gt;
weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done&lt;br /&gt;
to feed the children.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me&lt;br /&gt;
and not shrink back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to know what sustains you from the inside&lt;br /&gt;
when all else falls away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
By Oriah © Mountain Dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;
from the book The Invitation&lt;br /&gt;
published by HarperONE, San Francisco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;about Oriah...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oriah is first and foremost a story-teller, a lover of words and symbols  and the stories that lift our spirits, open our hearts and offer us  ways to see patterns and create meaning in our lives. The focus of her  life and work has been an on-going inquiry into the Sacred Mystery. Her  writing, teaching and personal journey all explore how we can each  become the individual we are at the deepest level of being and how we  can co-create meaning together in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/253481488029993032/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=253481488029993032" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/253481488029993032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/253481488029993032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/02/invitation.html" title="The Invitation" /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TU4w10HL9UI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JgyuqLq7HKo/s72-c/flowers.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMNRXs5cSp7ImA9Wx9UEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-4199377642022522668</id><published>2011-02-05T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T18:34:54.529-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-07T18:34:54.529-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="miracle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="compassion" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hope" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="system" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="matrix" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relationship" /><title>miracle...</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUxL3psVNXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9KGTuPpLU2E/s1600/rain-drop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUxL3psVNXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9KGTuPpLU2E/s320/rain-drop.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUxFrOC16rI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7BzHo0Ewhew/s1600/rain-drop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...a dew drop from a leaf can help a seed in the dry sand to sprout....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...each seed can give birth to thousands of seeds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...a miracle programmed by nature....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...and the journey continue....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...its true in human relationship too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...a simple act can give happiness ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...even a sweet smile from someone special with a pure heart can do miracles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...life is too short, we don't have time to waste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...sincere smile...a phone call... a text message.. an email.. a simple hiii ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;all these things can do wonders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...with love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/4199377642022522668/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=4199377642022522668" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/4199377642022522668?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/4199377642022522668?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html" title="miracle..." /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUxL3psVNXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9KGTuPpLU2E/s72-c/rain-drop.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEADQHwycSp7ImA9Wx9VFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-3341663926095385460</id><published>2011-02-01T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:59:31.299-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-01T20:59:31.299-08:00</app:edited><title>Silence..</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUjkT6YDm7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/cRN-5AM5K3Y/s1600/Man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUjkT6YDm7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/cRN-5AM5K3Y/s320/Man.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nothing in my mind...silence......&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/3341663926095385460/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=3341663926095385460" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/3341663926095385460?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/3341663926095385460?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothing-in-my-mind.html" title="Silence.." /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUjkT6YDm7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/cRN-5AM5K3Y/s72-c/Man.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIDR3gzeyp7ImA9Wx9UEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-6914246548348435237</id><published>2011-01-31T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T18:36:16.683-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-07T18:36:16.683-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="god" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gratitude" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thank god" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="keep moving" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creation" /><title>Gratitude....</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Gratitude is absolutely the way&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; to bring more into your life."&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; .. Marci Shimoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUempFAbf7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/9XRt0rrBymg/s1600/show-gratitude.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUempFAbf7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/9XRt0rrBymg/s320/show-gratitude.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For last few week .. in different situations i thought about the word gratitude and its deeper meaning..&lt;br /&gt;
Still need to explore more...&lt;br /&gt;
Now I remember with love ...&lt;br /&gt;
One day my dearest friend gave me an envelope and there was some papers inside&amp;nbsp; it .. With childlike curiosity i opened it and started reading ... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was about me.. There was more than 100 good things about me..&lt;br /&gt;
On that day i slept well..may be&amp;nbsp; the most beautiful and undisturbed sleep&amp;nbsp; in last 2 years.. It was a beautiful gift i ever got in my life..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUenttN1III/AAAAAAAAAEc/8JqxDs15u3I/s1600/Power-of-Gratitude.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUenttN1III/AAAAAAAAAEc/8JqxDs15u3I/s320/Power-of-Gratitude.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My friend was helping me to find out my blessings..&lt;br /&gt;
After that when ever i feel not happy .. sad..frustrated&lt;br /&gt;
I used to sit down and count my blessings and express my gratitude&lt;br /&gt;
In the first phase it was difficult to count the blessings..&lt;br /&gt;
Because i was to much aware about the material gifts only .. &lt;br /&gt;
But later i was able to acknowledge each small gifts that i have in my life ... &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Then i became aware that why its important to say Thank you ...&lt;br /&gt;
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I know its difficult to write but on that day&amp;nbsp; my friend did it for me.. &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you my friend..&lt;br /&gt;
let me express my deep gratitude deep from my heart ... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUeoo19vPUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mstgGmWxAUc/s1600/gratitude.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUeoo19vPUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mstgGmWxAUc/s320/gratitude.jpeg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Gratitude relieves stress.Think about&lt;br /&gt;
something you are really grateful for and&lt;br /&gt;
feel the stress melt away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gratitude builds good relationships.We&lt;br /&gt;
know that people respond well to being&lt;br /&gt;
appreciated... Gratitude empower the Love..&lt;br /&gt;
It enrich the love and care..&lt;br /&gt;
If we start observe how they care us..&lt;br /&gt;
Believe me our eyes will fill with tears..&lt;br /&gt;
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Gratitude attracts good things into our&lt;br /&gt;
lives. When we appreciate what we have, we tend to get more of it&lt;br /&gt;
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When we are grateful for what we have, it's much easier to expect more good things to be grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUepPUbiWGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VIMh-KniDvI/s1600/gratitude.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUepPUbiWGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VIMh-KniDvI/s320/gratitude.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We all have plenty to be&lt;br /&gt;
grateful for. We are abundantly and&lt;br /&gt;
richly blessed! It brings a smile to my&lt;br /&gt;
face when i&amp;nbsp; just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Its good to start the day by counting the blessings..&lt;br /&gt;
Not in mind.. its better to write it down.. or we can use our electronic gadgets..&lt;br /&gt;
Let the list be with us till night ..its better to save it in archives..&lt;br /&gt;
Life is a journey.. an interesting journey..&lt;br /&gt;
This list will&amp;nbsp; help us to keep moving . to go beyond...&lt;br /&gt;
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Sit quietly and take some deep breath...&lt;br /&gt;
Now start writing.. even the&amp;nbsp; least important gift ...&lt;br /&gt;
never allow the mind to complain about yourself..&lt;br /&gt;
may be you wake up late... so what.. let us say thank you&amp;nbsp; to the goddess of sleep ..&lt;br /&gt;
Never ever complain ......&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUepwsgHqTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CijMPjGI4vQ/s1600/446429049_22e2bd38b7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUepwsgHqTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CijMPjGI4vQ/s320/446429049_22e2bd38b7.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O God Thank you so much ...i am alive..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God... I am healthy .. &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God... I can see..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God....I can hear &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God ...I can smell..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God... I am able to sense your miracles ..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God... I am able to enjoy the beauty of&amp;nbsp; your creation.. &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God... I have lovely&amp;nbsp; parents..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God... I have good brother and sister.. &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God... I have a home to live comfortably..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God... I have good intimate friend to care me and guide me &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God... I can drink pure precious water..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God..&amp;nbsp; I am in&amp;nbsp; good health so i can eat the food happily..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God..&amp;nbsp; I can think..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God..&amp;nbsp; I have a great Guru..&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you&amp;nbsp; God..........................&lt;br /&gt;
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When you take bath ,&amp;nbsp; feel of the precious water ...when it touch your skin.. &lt;br /&gt;
You will start smiling .. because we can feel his blessings in each breath..&lt;br /&gt;
O god i forget that .. Thank you God .. I can breath happily.... &lt;br /&gt;
If we start writing .. it will go on like this..&lt;br /&gt;
So let us&amp;nbsp; start writing ..&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Shall we ???&lt;br /&gt;
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With a Prayerful mind let us start counting it and say a Big Thank You .. &lt;br /&gt;
May GOD help us to write more and more every day ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let us Keep Moving ...to&amp;nbsp; Go Beyond...&lt;br /&gt;
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With love &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR4k66kxtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CPQJFhIi8Mg/s1600/Green+Forest+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR4k66kxtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CPQJFhIi8Mg/s320/Green+Forest+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Learn the art of patience.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296330727_0" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; cursor: pointer;"&gt;Impatience&lt;/span&gt; breeds anxiety, fear,&lt;br /&gt;
discouragement and failure. Patience&lt;br /&gt;
creates confidence, decisiveness, and&lt;br /&gt;
a rational outlook, which eventually&lt;br /&gt;
leads to success."&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296330727_1" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;"&gt;Brian Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR9TGzTTtI/AAAAAAAAADY/vWDATct3ilY/s1600/seed-sprout.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR9TGzTTtI/AAAAAAAAADY/vWDATct3ilY/s320/seed-sprout.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A long time ago, a young man was asked by a merchant to  list his talents.&lt;br /&gt;
The young man replied, “I can think, I can wait, I can  fast.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Is that all?” asked the merchant, incredulous. “That is all,” replied Siddartha.&lt;br /&gt;
This simple line by Hermann Hesse has stayed with me since I first read it...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So simple words but... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; So powerful.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR3ZBTgXSI/AAAAAAAAADM/C-AcaDZgdBA/s1600/mother_child.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR3ZBTgXSI/AAAAAAAAADM/C-AcaDZgdBA/s320/mother_child.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR-QwfacNI/AAAAAAAAADc/3Tl7U8uA6ZQ/s1600/m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Patience is the most beautiful gift ...its the most beautiful blessing.... We can learn it from mother ..The most wonderful creation on earth ..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why we respect our mother .... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR-QwfacNI/AAAAAAAAADc/3Tl7U8uA6ZQ/s1600/m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR-QwfacNI/AAAAAAAAADc/3Tl7U8uA6ZQ/s320/m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do we remember the days we were in our mothers womb ?&lt;br /&gt;
She carry her child for 10 month ...my god.... i cant even imagine..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Usual health issues during pregnancy.. no taste for food..vomiting... no good sleep....&lt;br /&gt;
The difficulties she faced during that period.. and even after birth she cared for years..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And when we grow up we started arguing with her about our own individuality and privacy.. Only a Mother can accept her child even if they leave her...&lt;br /&gt;
That is&amp;nbsp; love and patience..&lt;br /&gt;
She know , one day the child will realize the real fact.. she can wait.. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In our day today life patience pays an important role..&lt;br /&gt;
We are running behind Money, Power, Recognition, and many more ..&lt;br /&gt;
But most part of our beautiful life we forget to live..&lt;br /&gt;
Lack of patience.. we want to manifest it immediately...&lt;br /&gt;
But nature has its own theory and precise system ..&lt;br /&gt;
A well planned system.. Once we are able to realize it .. its grace&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We Plan our life as per our wish list.. but we don't have enough patience to wait&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Something that hasn't happened yet "should" have happened by now&lt;br /&gt;
is crazy thinking. It breeds the kind of Stressful, Negative Emotions that are&lt;br /&gt;
listed in our quote.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR9R8c5SQI/AAAAAAAAADU/84R3T3G0fNE/s1600/s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR9R8c5SQI/AAAAAAAAADU/84R3T3G0fNE/s200/s.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mother earth is the best teacher..when ever i feel frustrated and disappointed...or not happy with my progress&amp;nbsp; i used to sit in mother natures lap...( of course after sat sang ..).&lt;br /&gt;
Nature&amp;nbsp; taught me many things..&lt;br /&gt;
Each seed needs its own time and space to sprout..grow..&lt;br /&gt;
so wait&lt;br /&gt;
Relax man... relax...wait ..wait.. wait..&lt;br /&gt;
When this thought ignite my mind a natural smile is the result...&lt;br /&gt;
Mother know when to feed and how to feed her baby..&lt;br /&gt;
Just relax and tune to mother nature ....&lt;br /&gt;
She will answer our Prayers.... Believe her..&lt;br /&gt;
When things are not manifesting as per our wish ... &lt;br /&gt;
Don't jump in to conclusions.. nature has its own system ...&lt;br /&gt;
Believe that a healthy seed will sprout... and grow..&lt;br /&gt;
That is&amp;nbsp; what i learned from HER ..&lt;br /&gt;
And of course&amp;nbsp; much more to learn from HER.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let us plan..&lt;br /&gt;
Let us pray..&lt;br /&gt;
Let us Allow it to change in the right way at the right time....&lt;br /&gt;
Let us have full faith in the creator who created this beautiful world...&lt;br /&gt;
We have enough space to grow..&lt;br /&gt;
All our wishes will manifest ...&lt;br /&gt;
If we are really worthy for that ..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
so let us work with determination and patience.&lt;br /&gt;
Let us persist patiently..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
with love... &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/901168958906977920/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=901168958906977920" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/901168958906977920?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/901168958906977920?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/01/patience.html" title="Patience..." /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUR4k66kxtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CPQJFhIi8Mg/s72-c/Green+Forest+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4NSX48fCp7ImA9Wx9VGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-5733045873117555130</id><published>2011-01-28T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T03:23:18.074-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-05T03:23:18.074-08:00</app:edited><title>Intuition....</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TULNyLBUxzI/AAAAAAAAADA/z47HQubLqSc/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TULNyLBUxzI/AAAAAAAAADA/z47HQubLqSc/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Intuition and Intellect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"I feel that there are two people inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me - me and my intuition. If I go against&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;her she'll slam me every time, and if I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;follow her, we get along quite nicely."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...... Kim Basinger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Intuition is higher than intellect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Intuition is very near to the real self..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Intuition is near to god...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Intuition is a "still, small voice"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the more we ignore it, the quieter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it becomes. Eventually it can't be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;heard, if ignored long enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TULNv15m7HI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-dptI3vSwtA/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TULNv15m7HI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-dptI3vSwtA/s320/3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The good news is that we can&lt;br /&gt;
practice listening to intuition, and it'll&lt;br /&gt;
grow louder&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How do we listen? By being conscious&lt;br /&gt;
of how we feel. Do we feel confident,&lt;br /&gt;
relaxed, excited, or loving? That's good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do we feel , desperate, angry,&lt;br /&gt;
competitive, or hurt? Not good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So let me stay tuned to my higher self&lt;br /&gt;
Let me start listening to my inner voice..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
with love&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/5733045873117555130/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=5733045873117555130" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/5733045873117555130?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/5733045873117555130?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/01/intuition-and-intellect-i-feel-that.html" title="Intuition...." /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TULNyLBUxzI/AAAAAAAAADA/z47HQubLqSc/s72-c/2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAHRH08eCp7ImA9Wx9VGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-1644033252856106653</id><published>2011-01-27T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T01:32:15.370-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-06T01:32:15.370-08:00</app:edited><title>Satsang</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUE9d_MYFGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-ykkawNoEJY/s1600/friend.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566798199795487842" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUE9d_MYFGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-ykkawNoEJY/s320/friend.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 212px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"A friend is someone who knows&lt;br /&gt;
the song in your heart and can&lt;br /&gt;
sing it back to you when you have&lt;br /&gt;
forgotten the words."&lt;br /&gt;
... Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In Indian scriptures our Rishis have mentioned about power of satsang&lt;br /&gt;
Satsang means "good company "...&lt;br /&gt;
In the process of evolution being in good company is necessary...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In scriptures its mentioned in the process of spiritual journey...&lt;br /&gt;
and they suggest to live with great persons who think and serve for the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mankind..&lt;br /&gt;
Satsang is equally important when we are dealing with people in our day today life..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Its really good if we have a good friend in our life...&lt;br /&gt;
One who can stay with us even when the sea is rough...&lt;br /&gt;
In the journey of life such an individual one&amp;nbsp; who is really tuned is important...&lt;br /&gt;
It needs the blessings from guru&amp;nbsp; to get one...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TULuxQHtgMI/AAAAAAAAADE/QLqKWYdcPTM/s1600/satsang.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TULuxQHtgMI/AAAAAAAAADE/QLqKWYdcPTM/s1600/satsang.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It's really difficult to charge off into&lt;br /&gt;
the unknown, way out of your&lt;br /&gt;
comfort zone, all by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's even harder to deal with the&lt;br /&gt;
setbacks that are always part of&lt;br /&gt;
the journey without support.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
" the climb will be difficult ...but the view will be good "&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
with love.. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/1644033252856106653/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=1644033252856106653" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/1644033252856106653?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/1644033252856106653?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2011/01/journey-continue.html" title="Satsang" /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/TUE9d_MYFGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-ykkawNoEJY/s72-c/friend.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEERX8_fCp7ImA9Wx9VEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-3493466362198030750</id><published>2008-10-02T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:56:44.144-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-28T21:56:44.144-08:00</app:edited><title>Why me??</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTIIhrtdOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qynv0Hons38/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252543114227053794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTIIhrtdOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qynv0Hons38/s320/DSC00200.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
why me???&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
it is the common doubt for one who think in depth .why am i here ?? why me??&lt;br /&gt;
there is specufic answers for all this question in the indian phylosophical texts...even though it is difficult to understand ..to assimilate ..to digest..to be a part of it..&lt;br /&gt;
The one thing we can start doing is just start living&lt;br /&gt;
in the zen way of life&lt;br /&gt;
live life consciouly...live live joyfully&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
birth...grow...marriage..death..&lt;br /&gt;
what is all this for?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
let us start discuss about this&lt;br /&gt;
but one thing is true from my experience ...&lt;br /&gt;
every one born in this world ..to do one thing execptionally well&lt;br /&gt;
but majority of us dont know what it is&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
let the inner conscience help each one to find it &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
love&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/3493466362198030750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=3493466362198030750" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/3493466362198030750?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/3493466362198030750?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-me.html" title="Why me??" /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTIIhrtdOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qynv0Hons38/s72-c/DSC00200.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEGRHY8fSp7ImA9Wx9VGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5325732389253912638.post-507956684669404154</id><published>2008-10-01T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T02:03:45.875-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-06T02:03:45.875-08:00</app:edited><title>why we ??</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOOFDhkfUII/AAAAAAAAAAc/aa39KsX1cJk/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252187886041649282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOOFDhkfUII/AAAAAAAAAAc/aa39KsX1cJk/s320/DSC00197.JPG" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;If there is a life there is a reason. Each one has to find out the reason for his being&lt;br /&gt;
Every one born in this world to do one thing extraordinarily good, but many of them don’t know for what he born.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suppose if we know it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think what a beautful life it will be...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Why we ...?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;If we know why we, what could have been the beauty of the action&lt;br /&gt;
Performance, thoughts and life&lt;br /&gt;
Each and every individual has to find out why me. If one is able to know it in detail, one is able to understand his/her role then. There won’t be any doubt in action.&lt;br /&gt;
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What we love what we think what we get there is a match. Because ultimately what we see, what we experience is the result of what we think. Vedanta says we are the creator destroyer and sustainer of our own world.&lt;br /&gt;
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What we are now is the decision that we had taken some time in the pastPast is playing now and future will be the result of past and now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/feeds/507956684669404154/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5325732389253912638&amp;postID=507956684669404154" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/507956684669404154?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5325732389253912638/posts/default/507956684669404154?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zen-giju.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-and-mission.html" title="why we ??" /><author><name>ilovemylife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02523380131044227545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="23" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOTJEd11WZI/AAAAAAAAABc/RtIfJzVjIZk/S220/shomen10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GS8igHx_Q/SOOFDhkfUII/AAAAAAAAAAc/aa39KsX1cJk/s72-c/DSC00197.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
