April 10, 2007 at 18:15:55 Beyond Indigo by Zensunni     Page 2 of 2 page(s) http://www.awakeningpath.com

She asked me to write a book of all this, and this is the forerunner to it. She is out there somewhere and everywhere, and she looks like many young women and men, so be careful what you leave in the life others, it will be returned to you, because it belongs to you, and it will not wait for deaths judgment any longer, but be a realty in the meeting of those we see in our lives daily. In truth it has always been so on an unconscious level, yet now we are abandoning the limited beliefs of our ancestors regarding our minds capabilities and depth of access into ourselves. What I witnessed this morning has changed me forever as the defining parameters of Human are forever changed, there is no going back again.

I went home and meditated very deeply for a very long time. I reviewed my own life and the people in it, I asked forgiveness and gave it without reservation, without blame or excuses. I gave them all love in my vision of them and knew that this way of communicating my feelings was as real as sitting face to face with them.
I also returned to those that had harmed me, that which belonged to them, and accepted back what was mine, what I had wrongly left for others to take care of for me, then forgave myself. I felt by heart lighten and my innocence returning to me. It is truth that our innocence does not leave, that circumstance and erroneous teachings can cause us to feel it has, it is a word that describes us still being connected fully to the larger love and gentle strength of God, or whatever term suits you for it. In my meditation that day, I invited death, for is that not what death is? We die when our energy's become so full of darkness we cannot carry it any longer, it weighs the body down slows the organs and stops the motion of spirit, when our connection is so darkened we cannot feel it. Then in death all is pure once more, all is forgiven as they say, and the spirit flows freely once more.

This story is fiction to some, and to others it is truth, Did an old man die in a coffee shop somewhere in the manner described ? That is between a young girl, and an old man, and myself.

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I am a thirty years teacher of meditation and spiritual arts and sciences. I am focused on Human potential,the realisation of being awakened not making a life out of awakening.

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