<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:37:46.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-duality</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>277</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-5865629054780324986</id><published>2009-07-19T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:25:17.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the waters of a river</title><content type='html'>Like the waters of a river&lt;br /&gt;That in the swift flow of the stream&lt;br /&gt;A great rock divides,&lt;br /&gt;Though our ways seem to have parted&lt;br /&gt;I know thast in the end we shall meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(twelfth century Japanese verse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-5865629054780324986?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/5865629054780324986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=5865629054780324986' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/5865629054780324986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/5865629054780324986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-waters-of-river.html' title='Like the waters of a river'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-3813159825654565030</id><published>2009-07-19T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:18:19.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Constantly regard the universe as one living being</title><content type='html'>Constantly regard the universe as one living being, having one substance and one soul; and observe how all things have reference to one perception, the perception of this one living being; and how all things act with one movement; and how all things are the co-operating causes of all things which exist; observe too the continuous spinning of the thread and the contexture of the web.. And inasmuch as I am in a manner intimately related to the parts which are of the same kind of myself, I shall do nothing unsocial, but I shall rather direct myself to the things which are the same kind with myself, and I shall turn all my efforts to the common interest, and divert them from the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Meditations of Marcus Aurelius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-3813159825654565030?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/3813159825654565030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=3813159825654565030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/3813159825654565030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/3813159825654565030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2009/07/constantly-regard-universe-as-one.html' title='Constantly regard the universe as one living being'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-2816404645479972129</id><published>2008-10-22T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:24:16.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The matrix of all matter</title><content type='html'>There is no matter as such! All matter originates and exists only by virtue of a force. We must assume behind this force the existence of a concious and intelligent mind. This mind is the matrix of all matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-2816404645479972129?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/2816404645479972129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=2816404645479972129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/2816404645479972129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/2816404645479972129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2008/10/matrix-of-all-matter.html' title='The matrix of all matter'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-8609022470813020290</id><published>2008-10-22T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:13:42.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The shape of the wind and moon</title><content type='html'>Trees show the shape of the wind;&lt;br /&gt;waves blur the shape of the moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-8609022470813020290?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/8609022470813020290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair&lt;br /&gt;- Kahlil Gibran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-7193534393845330849?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/7193534393845330849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=7193534393845330849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/7193534393845330849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/7193534393845330849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2008/10/wind-longs-to-play-with-your-hair.html' title='The wind longs to play with your hair'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-6094672253795135635</id><published>2008-10-22T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:59:33.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entangled happenings</title><content type='html'>Empty handed I entered the world&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot I leave it.&lt;br /&gt;My coming, my going -&lt;br /&gt;Two simple happenings &lt;br /&gt;that got entangled&lt;br /&gt;- Kozan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-6094672253795135635?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-9072118622129806613</id><published>2008-10-22T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:50:06.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being nothing you are everything</title><content type='html'>You live among illusions and in the world of apparitions. But there is a reality. You yourself are this reality, but you don't know this. If you awaken to this reality you will see that you are nothing and being nothing you are everything.&lt;br /&gt;- Kalu Rinpoche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-9072118622129806613?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/9072118622129806613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=9072118622129806613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/9072118622129806613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/9072118622129806613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2008/10/being-nothing-you-are-everything.html' title='Being nothing you are everything'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-2070109855258051542</id><published>2008-10-22T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:42:23.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The refleection of the moon</title><content type='html'>The reflection of the moon fills the autumn river&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-2070109855258051542?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/2070109855258051542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=2070109855258051542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/2070109855258051542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/2070109855258051542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2008/10/refleection-of-moon.html' title='The refleection of the moon'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-183211153972553927</id><published>2008-10-22T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:35:41.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look</title><content type='html'>Don't think: Look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-183211153972553927?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/183211153972553927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=183211153972553927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/183211153972553927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/183211153972553927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2008/10/look.html' title='Look'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-5726139860430117966</id><published>2008-10-22T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:33:58.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red wheel barrow</title><content type='html'>So much depends&lt;br /&gt;upon&lt;br /&gt;a red wheel &lt;br /&gt;barrow&lt;br /&gt;glazed with rain&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;beside the white&lt;br /&gt;chickens&lt;br /&gt;- William Carlos Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-5726139860430117966?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/5726139860430117966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=5726139860430117966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/5726139860430117966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/5726139860430117966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2008/10/red-wheel-barrow.html' title='Red wheel barrow'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-7070987666452449491</id><published>2008-10-16T00:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:57:14.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pity</title><content type='html'>“At times I go about pitying myself, when all the while I am being carried by great winds across the sky.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-7070987666452449491?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/7070987666452449491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=7070987666452449491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/7070987666452449491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/7070987666452449491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2008/10/pity.html' title='Pity'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-607972832772456550</id><published>2008-10-16T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:56:24.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>The voyage of self discovery starts within. It starts by looking at ourselves objectively and understanding who we are. When we understand this, our mind is opened to many possibilities and answers will fall into our laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with the basics, We all have a name. Our name has been with us since we were born but it was only really given to us as a label by our parents. Our name is not who we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have friends and family who we love. Even though the people closest to us do help to partially define us, they do not define is wholly. If they were all taken away from us, we would still continue to exist, admittedly in a different frame of mind to which we exist at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of us spend a third of our lives at work. Some try to make the world a better place through their work whilst for some it is just a means to an end - a way to pay the bills. Some people die when they retire as they don’t have anything to keep them going, for them their work is their life but its not really who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say that our possessions define us. The fact that we’re wearing the latest fashion, living in a nice house or driving the latest model of car is important to some but it is not our true essence - far from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you’re with me so far. I’m saying that things that are external to us do not define who we are. Now lets look at ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we our bodies? Its an interesting question, many people when asked to point to themself would point to either their hearts or their brains. The truth is that every single part of our bodies can be replaced due to the wonders of modern science. Artificial limbs can replace our arms and legs and we can even have an artificial heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, are we our minds? Are we our brains? Again another interesting thought. Most people would say ‘Yes’ to this but lets think about this a little more. We know that people can be brain dead, their bodies can still be functioning but their brains have died. Therefore, surely we can’t be our brains can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats left? What are we? Who are we? What is at our core? What is the changeless reality amongst the changing nature of our world? Do we know? Is the answer even important? Only you can decide….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-607972832772456550?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/607972832772456550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=607972832772456550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/607972832772456550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/607972832772456550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-5979435235096748256</id><published>2008-10-16T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:42:06.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The gap between stimulus and response</title><content type='html'>Stephen Covey writes in The 8th Habit that "Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space lies our freedom and power to choose our response. In those choices lie our growth and our happiness."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-5979435235096748256?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/5979435235096748256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=5979435235096748256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/5979435235096748256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/5979435235096748256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2008/10/gap-between-stimulus-and-response.html' title='The gap between stimulus and response'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-115795721505408772</id><published>2006-09-10T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:46:55.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal spiritual statement</title><content type='html'>I believe that I have a soul and that the universe has a soul and that my goal in this life is for my soul to become one with the soul of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do this I need to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Keep this ultimate destination in mind at all times&lt;br /&gt;- immerse myself in the present moment&lt;br /&gt;- remain detached from outside events&lt;br /&gt;- live a simple life&lt;br /&gt;- cultivate love for everyone and everything&lt;br /&gt;- take some quiet time for meditation practice every day&lt;br /&gt;- experience piece of mind and body as often as possible&lt;br /&gt;- experience life in its fullness&lt;br /&gt;- remember that I am love&lt;br /&gt;- being here now&lt;br /&gt;- checking each thought that comes into my mind to make sure it is inline with these principles&lt;br /&gt;- be free&lt;br /&gt;- experience the eternity of time and the infinity of space in every moment&lt;br /&gt;- understand that allo is one and that everything I perceive is part of myself&lt;br /&gt;- move beyond mistaken comcepts and see clearly&lt;br /&gt;- see that life is in a continual, constant transformation and flux&lt;br /&gt;- remove all barriers in my personality&lt;br /&gt;- have a naturally settled mind&lt;br /&gt;- understand my true nature&lt;br /&gt;- have a clear mind and a clean heart&lt;br /&gt;be free from desire and fear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-115795721505408772?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/115795721505408772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=115795721505408772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/115795721505408772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/115795721505408772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/09/personal-spiritual-statement.html' title='Personal spiritual statement'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114251581440632666</id><published>2006-03-16T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T05:30:14.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is enlightenment?</title><content type='html'>What is enlightenment? What is that state of Cosmic Consciousness, the ultimate awareness called variously - enlightenment, nirvana, satori, samadhi, self-realization, rapture, salvation, ascension, unity consciousness, voidness, and many other terms by many various religions? It is the goal of life, the ultimate destination of every individualized being. It is brought about when the individual personality ascends beyond the illusionary perception of self separateness to merge in the Universal Self from which it originated so very long ago. Spiritual evolution towards this goal takes place over ages but the final ascent of Spirit can happen in an instant of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114251581440632666?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114251581440632666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114251581440632666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114251581440632666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114251581440632666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-enlightenment.html' title='what is enlightenment?'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114217267669796592</id><published>2006-03-12T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T06:11:16.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>each soul is potentially divine</title><content type='html'>"Each soul is potentially Divine. The Goal is to manifest this Divinity within, by controlling nature external and internal. Do this either by work or worship or psychic control or philosophy - by one or more or all of these - and be free. This is the whole of Religion. Doctrines or dogmas or rituals or books or temples or forms are but secondary details." [SwamiVivekananda]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114217267669796592?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114217267669796592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114217267669796592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114217267669796592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114217267669796592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/each-soul-is-potentially-divine.html' title='each soul is potentially divine'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114215702378654898</id><published>2006-03-12T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T01:50:24.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we need to stand back</title><content type='html'>"We need to stand back from all that is going on in&lt;br /&gt;the world, enter that timeless part of ourselves and&lt;br /&gt;learn to feel what it is to be alive. Then we can live&lt;br /&gt;in the world if we wish, but not be a product of it.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever society is today, it will change. All&lt;br /&gt;cultures and civilizations have a limited life span&lt;br /&gt;and what is fashionable at one time is unfashionable&lt;br /&gt;at another. But underlying all that goes on in the&lt;br /&gt;world, our true nature is always there, underlying our&lt;br /&gt;sense of who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are never apart from our true nature, except&lt;br /&gt;psychologically, whilst we believe in the play that is&lt;br /&gt;being enacted in the world, whilst we identify with it&lt;br /&gt;and immerse ourselves in it. But we always have, if we&lt;br /&gt;are aware of it, the option of standing back and going&lt;br /&gt;into the silent emptiness of our true nature. If we&lt;br /&gt;don’t take this option, then we get swallowed up by&lt;br /&gt;the world and all the meaningless activity, and thus&lt;br /&gt;miss the plot entirely."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Roy Whenary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114215702378654898?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114215702378654898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114215702378654898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114215702378654898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114215702378654898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-need-to-stand-back.html' title='we need to stand back'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214794242265350</id><published>2006-03-11T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:45:21.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the love that moves the stars moves also the heart of man</title><content type='html'>The finite in man longs for the infinite. The love that moves the stars moves also the heart of man and a law of spiritual gravitation leads his soul to the soul of the universe. Man sees the sun by the light of the sun, and he sees the spirit by the light of his own inner spirit. The radiance of eternal beauty shines over this vast universe and in moments of contemplation we can see the Eternal in things that pass away. This is the message of the great spiritual seers; and all poetry and art and beauty is only an infinite variation of this message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214794242265350?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214794242265350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214794242265350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214794242265350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214794242265350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-that-moves-stars-moves-also-heart.html' title='the love that moves the stars moves also the heart of man'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214746885985989</id><published>2006-03-11T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:11:08.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the more one gives, the more one has</title><content type='html'>Contrary to the law of matter, where to give more means to have less, in the law of love the more one gives, the more one has. - Juan Mascaro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214746885985989?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214746885985989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214746885985989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214746885985989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214746885985989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-one-gives-more-one-has.html' title='the more one gives, the more one has'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214733987739586</id><published>2006-03-11T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:08:59.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the finite longs for the infinite</title><content type='html'>The finite longs for the infinite and we feel the sorrowof things that pass away; but beyond the tears of mankind there is the rainbow of joy. We can love the infinite in all, and thus we can find joy in all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214733987739586?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214733987739586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214733987739586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214733987739586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214733987739586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/finite-longs-for-infinite.html' title='the finite longs for the infinite'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214723754507003</id><published>2006-03-11T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:07:17.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the spirit can see that all energy is love</title><content type='html'>Just as the rational mind can see that all matter is energy, the spirit can see that all energy is love, and everything in creation can be a mathematical equation for the mind and a song of love for the soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214723754507003?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214723754507003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214723754507003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214723754507003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214723754507003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/spirit-can-see-that-all-energy-is-love.html' title='the spirit can see that all energy is love'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214710978246305</id><published>2006-03-11T23:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:05:09.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what matters</title><content type='html'>what matters is not to think much, but to love much - St Teresa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214710978246305?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214710978246305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214710978246305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214710978246305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214710978246305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-matters.html' title='what matters'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214703439588705</id><published>2006-03-11T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:03:54.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love alone</title><content type='html'>it is love alone that unites the soul with God - St John of the Cross&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214703439588705?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214703439588705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214703439588705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214703439588705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214703439588705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-alone.html' title='love alone'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214695234852817</id><published>2006-03-11T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:02:32.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Be or not to Be, that is the question&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214695234852817?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214695234852817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214695234852817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214695234852817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214695234852817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-be-or-not-to-be-that-is-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214688778351490</id><published>2006-03-11T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:01:27.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>glimpses of the joys of paradise</title><content type='html'>whatever pleasures we may get from our emotions, they cannot equal those moments of silent peace that are glimpses of the joys of paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214688778351490?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214688778351490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214688778351490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214688778351490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214688778351490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/glimpses-of-joys-of-paradise.html' title='glimpses of the joys of paradise'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214679801735039</id><published>2006-03-11T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:59:58.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in order to be all</title><content type='html'>In order to be All, do not desire to be anything.&lt;br /&gt;In order to know All, do not desire to know anything.&lt;br /&gt;In order to find the joy of All, do not desire to enjoy anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214679801735039?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214679801735039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214679801735039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214679801735039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214679801735039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-order-to-be-all.html' title='in order to be all'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214662856640192</id><published>2006-03-11T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:57:08.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>being can be felt in the silence of the soul</title><content type='html'>Being can be felt in the silence of the soul. When an inner surrender of the self concious will takes place, there is great peace of mind and body, and gradually the movements of the mind seem to stop. There is no thinking, but there is a deep feeling of Being, of a deeper reality than the reality of ordinary conciousness. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Faith in being then becomes absolute: how could one doubt the deepest experience of one's life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214662856640192?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214662856640192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214662856640192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214662856640192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214662856640192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/being-can-be-felt-in-silence-of-soul.html' title='being can be felt in the silence of the soul'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214640823940570</id><published>2006-03-11T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:53:28.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no reason</title><content type='html'>There is no reason why we should want everyone else to follow our path - St Theresa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214640823940570?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214640823940570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214640823940570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214640823940570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214640823940570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-is-no-reason.html' title='there is no reason'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214635204619055</id><published>2006-03-11T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:52:32.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>as a tortoise</title><content type='html'>When in recollection, he withdraws all his senses from the attractions of the pleasures of sense, even as a tortoise withdraws all its limbs, then his is a serene wisdom. - Bhagavad Gita 2.58&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214635204619055?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214635204619055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214635204619055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214635204619055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214635204619055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/as-tortoise.html' title='as a tortoise'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214621607061186</id><published>2006-03-11T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:50:16.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>peace in the infinite</title><content type='html'>Man can only find peace in the infinite, not the finite. "When you set your heart on anything, you cease to throw yourself into the all" St John of the Cross. If we desire anything for its finite pleasure, we shall miss its infinite joy. We should be able to leave all things behind and not look back - it is not to leave a vacuum in the soul, but to desire the highest in all with the fire of burning love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214621607061186?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214621607061186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214621607061186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214621607061186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214621607061186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/peace-in-infinite.html' title='peace in the infinite'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214596856336782</id><published>2006-03-11T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:46:08.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even as all waters flow into the ocean</title><content type='html'>Even as all waters flow into the ocean, but the ocean never overflows, even so the sage feels desires, but he is ever one in his infinite peace. - Bhagavad Gita 2.70&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214596856336782?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214596856336782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214596856336782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214596856336782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214596856336782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/even-as-all-waters-flow-into-ocean.html' title='Even as all waters flow into the ocean'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214586840524307</id><published>2006-03-11T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:44:28.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the inner light of being</title><content type='html'>If we want things as objects of possession we are in the lower region of 'having', but if we find in things objects of contemplation and inner communion we are in the higher region of 'being'. All true love is love of eternity, and the inner light of being is revealed only when the clouds of becoming disappear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214586840524307?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214586840524307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214586840524307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214586840524307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214586840524307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/inner-light-of-being.html' title='the inner light of being'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214565822212210</id><published>2006-03-11T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:40:58.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>resting unshaken in divine contemplation</title><content type='html'>When thy mind leaves behind its dark forest of delusion, thou shalt go beyond the scriptures of times past and still to come. &lt;br /&gt;When thy mind, that may be wavering in the contradictions of many scriptures, shall rest unshaken in divine conemplation then the goal of Yoga is thine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214565822212210?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214565822212210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214565822212210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214565822212210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214565822212210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/resting-unshaken-in-divine.html' title='resting unshaken in divine contemplation'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114214500851307071</id><published>2006-03-11T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:30:09.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Brahman?</title><content type='html'>Brahman cannot be defined because it is infinite. It is beyond thought and beyond imagination. It is nothing in the mind and nothing outside the mind,nothing past or present or future. These are only conceptions in time and space. But the nearest conecption of Brahman we can have is to say that it is a state of conciousness beyond time when SAT, CHIT and ANANDA, being, conciousness and joy, are one - modern translation of the Upanishads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114214500851307071?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114214500851307071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114214500851307071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214500851307071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114214500851307071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-brahman.html' title='What is Brahman?'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114207191294888811</id><published>2006-03-11T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T02:11:52.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a spirit</title><content type='html'>There is a spirit which is mind and life, light and truth and vast spaces. He contains all works and desires and all perfumes and all tastes. He enfolds the whole universe, and in silence is loving to all. &lt;br /&gt;This is the spirit that is in my heart, smaller than a grain of rice, or a grain of barley, or a grain of mustard seed, or a grain of canary seed or the kernel of a grain of canary seed.&lt;br /&gt;This is the spirit that is in my heart, grater than the earth, greater than the sky, greater than heaven itself, greater than all these worlds. This is the Spirit that is in my heart, that is Brahman.&lt;br /&gt;- Chandoga Upanishad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114207191294888811?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114207191294888811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114207191294888811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114207191294888811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114207191294888811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-is-spirit.html' title='There is a spirit'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114207153091507681</id><published>2006-03-11T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T02:05:30.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brahman and Atman</title><content type='html'>Brahman and Atman. They are two names for one truth, and the two are One and the same. The Truth of the Universe is Brahman: our own inner truth is Atman. The scared Om is a name for both Atman and Brahman. This can be divided into three sounds, but the three roll into one: AUM. One of the meanings of Om is Yes. Brahman, Atman, Om, is the positive truth, the yes, of all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114207153091507681?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114207153091507681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114207153091507681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114207153091507681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114207153091507681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/brahman-and-atman.html' title='Brahman and Atman'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114206863081136686</id><published>2006-03-11T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:17:10.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There was not then</title><content type='html'>There was not then what is nor what is not. There was no sky, and no heaven beyond the sky. What power was there? Where? Who was that power? Was there an abyss of fathomless waters? &lt;br /&gt;There was neither death nor immortality then. No signs were there of night or day. The ONE was brathing by its own power, in deep peace. Only the ONE was: there was nothing beyond.&lt;br /&gt;Darkness was hidden in darkness. The all was fluid and formless. Therein, in the void, by the fire of fervour arose the ONE. &lt;br /&gt;And in the ONE arose love. Love, the first seed of soul. The truth of this the sages found in their hearts: seeking in their hearts with wisdom, the sages found that bond of union between being and non-being.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows in truth? Who can tell us whence and how arose this universe? The gods are later than its beginning: who knows therefore whence comes this creation?&lt;br /&gt;Only that god who sees in highest heaven: he only knows whence comes this universe, and whether it was made or uncreated. He only knows, or perhaps he knows not. &lt;br /&gt;- Rig Veda x. 129  excerpt from Song of Creation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114206863081136686?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114206863081136686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114206863081136686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114206863081136686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114206863081136686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-was-not-then.html' title='There was not then'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114206791237853236</id><published>2006-03-11T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:05:12.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I have felt a presence that disturbs me</title><content type='html'>And I have felt &lt;br /&gt;A presence that disturbs me with the joy&lt;br /&gt;Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime&lt;br /&gt;Of something far more deeply interfused,&lt;br /&gt;Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,&lt;br /&gt;And the round ocean and the living air,&lt;br /&gt;And the blue sky, and in the mind of man:&lt;br /&gt;A motion and a spirit, that impels&lt;br /&gt;All thinking things, all objects of all thought,&lt;br /&gt;And rolls through all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wordsworth - Tintern Abbey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114206791237853236?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114206791237853236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114206791237853236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114206791237853236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114206791237853236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-i-have-felt-presence-that-disturbs.html' title='And I have felt a presence that disturbs me'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114206766592883138</id><published>2006-03-11T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:01:05.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gayatre</title><content type='html'>Let our meditation be on the glorious light of Savitri. May this light illumine our minds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114206766592883138?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114206766592883138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114206766592883138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114206766592883138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114206766592883138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/gayatre.html' title='Gayatre'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128189435103512</id><published>2006-03-01T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:44:54.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the world of the thinking mind</title><content type='html'>When you are in the world of the thinking mind, you are somewhere in the remembered past or the imagined future. You are in a world of thought, memory, concept, idea, &lt;br /&gt;opinion and belief. You are not here now. What you are experiencing is not of the present moment. It is not real. You are in a world of illusion (Maya) and yet you have &lt;br /&gt;come to believe that it real. Almost the entire human population is lost in this illusion. It is the sole source of our suffering. - Leonard Jacobson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128189435103512?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128189435103512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128189435103512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128189435103512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128189435103512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-world-of-thinking-mind.html' title='in the world of the thinking mind'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128181121400578</id><published>2006-03-01T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:43:31.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you forget the self?</title><content type='html'>Whenever a thought arises, do not be carried away by it. You become aware of the body when you forget the Self. But can you forget the Self ? Being the Self how can you forget it? There must be two selves for one to forget the other. It is absurd.&lt;br /&gt;So the Self is not depressed, nor is it imperfect. It is very happy. The contrary feeling is a mere thought which actually has no stamina in it. Be rid of thoughts. Being the Self one remains always realised. Only be free from thoughts. - Ramana Maharshi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128181121400578?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128181121400578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128181121400578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128181121400578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128181121400578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/can-you-forget-self.html' title='can you forget the self?'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128169119860680</id><published>2006-03-01T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:41:31.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>god clothed in rags</title><content type='html'>Man is a god clothed in rags, he is a master of the universe going about begging a crust of bread. He is a king prostrated before his own servants, a prisoner walled in by his own ignorance. He could be free.  He has only to walk out of his self-constructed prison, for none holds him there but himself. - Paul Twitchell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128169119860680?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128169119860680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128169119860680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128169119860680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128169119860680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/god-clothed-in-rags.html' title='god clothed in rags'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128156697418881</id><published>2006-03-01T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:39:26.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>words cannot describe everything</title><content type='html'>Words cannot describe everything. The heart's message cannot be delivered in words. If one receives words literally, she will be lost. If she tries to explain with words, she will not attain enlightenment in this life. -Mu-mon 1228&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128156697418881?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128156697418881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128156697418881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128156697418881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128156697418881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/words-cannot-describe-everything.html' title='words cannot describe everything'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128150234086838</id><published>2006-03-01T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:38:22.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Sublime Joke'' of the Journey</title><content type='html'>Knowing that we are looking for something we already have and are does not, of course, mean that the journey is unnecessary, only that there is a vast and sublime joke &lt;br /&gt;waiting to be discovered at its end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128150234086838?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128150234086838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128150234086838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128150234086838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128150234086838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/sublime-joke-of-journey.html' title='The &quot;Sublime Joke&apos;&apos; of the Journey'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128142151748958</id><published>2006-03-01T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:37:01.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wandering from room to room</title><content type='html'>You wander from room to room &lt;br /&gt;Hunting for the diamond necklace &lt;br /&gt;That is already around your neck!&lt;br /&gt;Rumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128142151748958?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128142151748958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128142151748958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128142151748958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128142151748958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/wandering-from-room-to-room.html' title='wandering from room to room'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128134726729152</id><published>2006-03-01T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:35:47.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zen opens a man's eyes</title><content type='html'>Zen opens a man's eyes to the greatest mystery as it is daily and hourly performed; it enlarges the heart to embrace eternity of time and infinity of space in its every&lt;br /&gt;palpitation; it makes us live in the world as if walking in the garden of Eden. - DT Suzuki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128134726729152?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128134726729152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128134726729152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128134726729152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128134726729152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/zen-opens-mans-eyes.html' title='zen opens a man&apos;s eyes'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128126128410778</id><published>2006-03-01T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:34:21.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>every thought</title><content type='html'>Every thought in consciousness has been born into form, a temporary form and then it dies and goes onto another form. You could say the whole world is consciousness &lt;br /&gt;having taken birth as form, manifesting as form temporarly, and then dying which means dissolving as form. What always remains is the "essence" of all that exists - consciousness itself. - Eckhart Tolle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128126128410778?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128126128410778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128126128410778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128126128410778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128126128410778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/every-thought.html' title='every thought'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128105404810173</id><published>2006-03-01T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:30:54.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the real glory of meditation</title><content type='html'>The real glory of meditation lies not in any method but in its continual living experience of presence, in its bliss, clarity, peace, and most important of all, complete absence of grasping. The diminishing of grasping in yourself is a sign &lt;br /&gt;that you are becoming freer of yourself. And the more you experience this freedom, the clearer the sign that the ego and the hopes and fears that keep it alive are dissolving, and the closer you will come to the infinitely generous "wisdom of egolessness." When you live in the wisdom home, you'll no longer find a barrier between "I" and "you," "this" and "that," "inside" and "outside;" you'll have come, finally, to your true home, the state of non-duality. &lt;br /&gt;Sogyal Rinpoche - The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128105404810173?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128105404810173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128105404810173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128105404810173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128105404810173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/real-glory-of-meditation.html' title='the real glory of meditation'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128096072573877</id><published>2006-03-01T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:29:20.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving beyond mistaken concepts</title><content type='html'>When we learn to move beyond mistaken concepts and see clearly, we no longer solidify reality. We see waves coming and going, arising and passing. We see that life, composed of this mind and body, is in a state of continual, constant transformation and flux. &lt;br /&gt;There is always the possibility of radical change. Every moment - not just poetically or figuratively, but literally - every moment we are dying and being reborn, we and all of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Loving-Kindness - The Revolutionary Art of Happiness' Sharon Salzberg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128096072573877?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128096072573877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128096072573877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128096072573877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128096072573877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/moving-beyond-mistaken-concepts.html' title='moving beyond mistaken concepts'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128085305526220</id><published>2006-03-01T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:27:33.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is pleasure in the pathless woods</title><content type='html'>There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,&lt;br /&gt;There is a rapture on the lonely shore,&lt;br /&gt;There is society where none intrudes&lt;br /&gt;By the deep sea, and music in its roar.&lt;br /&gt;I love not man the less, but nature more,&lt;br /&gt;From these our interviews in which I steal&lt;br /&gt;From all I may be, or have been before,&lt;br /&gt;To mingle with the universe, and feel&lt;br /&gt;What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.&lt;br /&gt;~Lord Byron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128085305526220?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128085305526220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128085305526220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128085305526220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128085305526220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-is-pleasure-in-pathless-woods.html' title='There is pleasure in the pathless woods'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-114128011896027453</id><published>2006-03-01T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:15:18.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is life?</title><content type='html'>"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night.&lt;br /&gt;It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.&lt;br /&gt;It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator, 1890&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-114128011896027453?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/114128011896027453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=114128011896027453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128011896027453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/114128011896027453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-life.html' title='What is life?'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-113925501653246942</id><published>2006-02-06T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T11:43:36.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unity</title><content type='html'>Unity is a state in which nothing is left out of "I am"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-113925501653246942?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/113925501653246942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=113925501653246942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113925501653246942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113925501653246942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/02/unity.html' title='Unity'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-113761772039352161</id><published>2006-01-18T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:55:20.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>knowing others...</title><content type='html'>Knowing others is intelligence. Knowing yourself is true wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lao Tse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-113761772039352161?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/113761772039352161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=113761772039352161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113761772039352161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113761772039352161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/01/knowing-others.html' title='knowing others...'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-113761716528030210</id><published>2006-01-18T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:46:05.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You have the energy of the sun in you, but keep knotting it up at the base of your spine." - Rumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-113761716528030210?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/113761716528030210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=113761716528030210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113761716528030210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113761716528030210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-have-energy-of-sun-in-you-but-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-113701288105093272</id><published>2006-01-11T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:54:41.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone has their own reality and experiences, which are true for them.</title><content type='html'>Everyone has their own reality and experiences, which are true for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-113701288105093272?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/113701288105093272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=113701288105093272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113701288105093272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113701288105093272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/01/everyone-has-their-own-reality-and.html' title='Everyone has their own reality and experiences, which are true for them.'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-113701234936361026</id><published>2006-01-11T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:45:49.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True identity</title><content type='html'>You can find your true identity within yourself. Nobody can find it for you. You must get up in the morning and find your true identity. You need time to be all by yourself, where there is nobody else. It will bring prosperity. Your radiant body will become brighter. There is no make-up that works to make you brighter, or for your character. You can try anything you want, but for character, you have to work with yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-113701234936361026?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/113701234936361026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=113701234936361026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113701234936361026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113701234936361026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/01/true-identity.html' title='True identity'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-113701225104709878</id><published>2006-01-11T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:44:11.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat Nam</title><content type='html'>Sat Nam! (I honor the Truth of your identity, which is the same as mine and makes us one.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-113701225104709878?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/113701225104709878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=113701225104709878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113701225104709878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/113701225104709878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2006/01/sat-nam.html' title='Sat Nam'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112972350707656327</id><published>2005-10-19T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T05:05:07.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neti Neti Neti</title><content type='html'>The yogis say, neti neti neti.&lt;br /&gt;I am not this, not that, not the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christians say, go forth and be filled&lt;br /&gt;with the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddhists say, your true nature is Clear Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something more than meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;Dive deeply below the surface of your life,&lt;br /&gt;what will you find there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn on your searchlight,&lt;br /&gt;use your miner's helmet,&lt;br /&gt;and dig through the debris of all your days.&lt;br /&gt;Fear not—gold gleams within the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not this, not that, not the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112972350707656327?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112972350707656327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112972350707656327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112972350707656327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112972350707656327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/10/neti-neti-neti.html' title='Neti Neti Neti'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112818028328102002</id><published>2005-10-01T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T08:25:08.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>naturally settled mind</title><content type='html'>"If your mind is able to settle naturally of its own accord, and if you find you are inspired simply to rest in its pure awareness, then you do not need any method of meditation. However, the vast majority of us find it difficult to arrive at that state straight away. We simply do not know how to awaken it, and our minds are so wild and so distracted that we need askillful means or method to evoke it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By “skillful” I mean that you bring together your understanding of the essential nature of your mind, your knowledge of your various, shifting moods, and the insight you have developed through your practice into how to work with yourself, from moment to moment. By bringing these together, you learn the art of applying whatever method isappropriate to any particular situation or problem, to transform that environment of your mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogyal Rinpoche,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112818028328102002?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112818028328102002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112818028328102002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112818028328102002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112818028328102002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/10/naturally-settled-mind.html' title='naturally settled mind'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112818017549324666</id><published>2005-10-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T08:22:55.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nature of mind</title><content type='html'>What is the nature of mind like? Imagine a sky, empty, spacious, and pure from the beginning; its essence is like this. Imagine a sun, luminous, clear, unobstructed, and spontaneously present; its nature is like this. Imagine that sun shining out impartially on us and all things, penetrating all directions; its energy, which is the manifestation of compassion, is like this: Nothing can obstruct it, and it pervades everywhere. Sogyal Rinpoche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112818017549324666?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112818017549324666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112818017549324666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112818017549324666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112818017549324666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/10/nature-of-mind.html' title='nature of mind'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112817958869032301</id><published>2005-10-01T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T08:13:08.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let the water settle</title><content type='html'>"Let the water settle; you will see the moon and stars mirrored in your being." --Jelaluddin Rumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112817958869032301?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112817958869032301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112817958869032301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112817958869032301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112817958869032301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/10/let-water-settle.html' title='let the water settle'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112815285593480900</id><published>2005-10-01T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T00:47:35.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>indivisibility of the universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112815285593480900?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112815285593480900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112815285593480900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112815285593480900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112815285593480900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/10/indivisibility-of-universe.html' title='indivisibility of the universe'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112814984173929700</id><published>2005-09-30T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:57:21.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>desires are just waves in the mind</title><content type='html'>Desires are just waves in the mind. You know a wave when you see one. A desire is just a thing among many. I feel no urge to satisfy it, no action needs to be taken on it. Freedom from desire means the compulsion to satisfy is absent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112814984173929700?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112814984173929700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112814984173929700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814984173929700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814984173929700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/09/desires-are-just-waves-in-mind.html' title='desires are just waves in the mind'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112814980845857751</id><published>2005-09-30T23:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:56:48.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cast your moorings</title><content type='html'>Meditation will help you to find your bonds, loosen them, untie them and cast your moorings. When you are no longer attached to anything you have done your share. The rest will be done for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112814980845857751?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112814980845857751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112814980845857751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814980845857751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814980845857751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/09/cast-your-moorings.html' title='cast your moorings'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112814977969500718</id><published>2005-09-30T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:56:19.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>clear mind and clean heart</title><content type='html'>Seek a clear mind and a clean heart. All you need is to keep quietly alert, enquiring into the real nature of yourself. This is the only way to peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112814977969500718?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112814977969500718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112814977969500718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814977969500718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814977969500718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/09/clear-mind-and-clean-heart.html' title='clear mind and clean heart'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112814974769888993</id><published>2005-09-30T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:55:47.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness comes from within</title><content type='html'>True happiness cannot be found in things that change and pass away. Happiness comes from within and can only be found within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112814974769888993?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112814974769888993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112814974769888993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814974769888993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814974769888993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/09/happiness-comes-from-within.html' title='happiness comes from within'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112814971800884295</id><published>2005-09-30T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:55:18.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all embracing emptiness</title><content type='html'>Have you felt the all embracing emptiness in which the universe swims like a cloud in the blue sky?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112814971800884295?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112814971800884295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112814971800884295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814971800884295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814971800884295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/09/all-embracing-emptiness.html' title='all embracing emptiness'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112814968385392132</id><published>2005-09-30T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:54:43.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no steps to realisation</title><content type='html'>There are no steps to realisation - it happens suddenly and is irreversible. You rotate into a new dimension, seen from which the previous ones are just abstractions. The world of illusions is left behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112814968385392132?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112814968385392132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112814968385392132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814968385392132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814968385392132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/09/no-steps-to-realisation.html' title='no steps to realisation'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112814965384178116</id><published>2005-09-30T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:54:13.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>morality</title><content type='html'>Q. What is right and what is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;A. Relatively, what causes suffering is wrong and what alleviates it is right. Absolutely, what brings you to reality is right and what dims reality is wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112814965384178116?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112814965384178116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112814965384178116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814965384178116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112814965384178116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/09/morality.html' title='morality'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112421788541321930</id><published>2005-08-16T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T11:44:45.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the little finger</title><content type='html'>"Look. This little finger covers the eye and prevents the whole world from being seen. In the same way this small mind covers the whole universe and prevents Reality from being seen."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112421788541321930?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112421788541321930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112421788541321930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112421788541321930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112421788541321930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/08/little-finger.html' title='the little finger'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112321988145378432</id><published>2005-08-04T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T22:31:21.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasure and pain</title><content type='html'>Pleasure and pain lost their sway over me. I was free from desire and fear. I found myself full, needing nothing. I saw that in the ocean of pure awareness, on the surface of the universal conciousness, the numberless waves of the phenomenal worlds arise and subside beginninglessly and endlessly. As conciousness, they are all me. As events they are all mine. There is a mysterious power that looks after them. That power is awareness, Self, Life, God, whatever name you give it. It is the foundation, the ultimate support of all that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112321988145378432?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112321988145378432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112321988145378432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112321988145378432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112321988145378432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/08/pleasure-and-pain.html' title='Pleasure and pain'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112321953068336488</id><published>2005-08-04T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T22:25:30.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditation will help you find your bonds</title><content type='html'>Meditation will help you find your bonds, loosen them, untie them and cast your moorings. When you are no longer attached to anything, you have done your share. The rest will be done for you/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112321953068336488?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112321953068336488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112321953068336488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112321953068336488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112321953068336488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/08/meditation-will-help-you-find-your.html' title='Meditation will help you find your bonds'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112111165646481265</id><published>2005-07-11T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T12:54:16.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes we may laugh</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we may laugh.  Or, sometimes we may cry.  It is all the same, except that laughing makes your body feel better than crying does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112111165646481265?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112111165646481265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112111165646481265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112111165646481265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112111165646481265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/07/sometimes-we-may-laugh.html' title='sometimes we may laugh'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112111119948690068</id><published>2005-07-11T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T12:46:39.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>om</title><content type='html'>Om is this imperishable Word, Om is the Universe, and this is the exposition of OM. The past, the present and the future, all that was, all that is, all that will be, is OM. Likewise all else that may exist beyond the bounds of Time, that too is OM.&lt;br /&gt;From a timeless stillness existence began. That first stirring, the first moment of creation is Om. Om is the seed sound of creation. "In the beginning was the Word...and the Word was God," says the Gospel of St. John. That Word is Om.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112111119948690068?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112111119948690068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112111119948690068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112111119948690068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112111119948690068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/07/om.html' title='om'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112111114904682927</id><published>2005-07-11T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T12:45:49.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>millions of questions</title><content type='html'>If you have millions of questions about God and about yourself, you will be able to get most adequate answers to all of them by getting the proper answer to this one question: 'Who am I?' All the other questions revolve around this question. When you know the answer to this question, your life's problems are solved. Illumining questions, questions that come from the very depth of our heart concerning our inner progress and inner achievements, our self-realisation or God-realisation, are very few in number. Besides asking, 'Who am I?' you may want to know the answer to the question, 'What am I here for?' You may also have various specific questions about your own spiritual progress, which are bound to come to you spontaneously. But the only really important question is, 'Who am I?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112111114904682927?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112111114904682927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112111114904682927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112111114904682927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112111114904682927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/07/millions-of-questions.html' title='millions of questions'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-112111106568048464</id><published>2005-07-11T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T12:44:25.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not the body, but I am the Inner Pilot.</title><content type='html'>I am not the body, but I am the Inner Pilot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-112111106568048464?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/112111106568048464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=112111106568048464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112111106568048464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/112111106568048464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-not-body-but-i-am-inner-pilot.html' title='I am not the body, but I am the Inner Pilot.'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111954383633459769</id><published>2005-06-23T09:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:23:56.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>right in front of your eyes</title><content type='html'>Awakening is not about opening your eyes for the first time and seeing something different. You are already had your eyes open  but you didn't realise what was right in front of your eyes. - Adyashanti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111954383633459769?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111954383633459769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111954383633459769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954383633459769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954383633459769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/right-in-front-of-your-eyes.html' title='right in front of your eyes'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111954380914450286</id><published>2005-06-23T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:23:29.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pure spirit</title><content type='html'>When you're no-thing and no-body then you're just pure spirit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111954380914450286?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111954380914450286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111954380914450286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954380914450286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954380914450286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/pure-spirit.html' title='pure spirit'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111954378761212394</id><published>2005-06-23T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:23:07.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ENEMY</title><content type='html'>The enemy is not the other. The enemy is you - Krishnamurti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111954378761212394?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111954378761212394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111954378761212394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954378761212394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954378761212394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/enemy.html' title='THE ENEMY'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111954227447637968</id><published>2005-06-23T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T08:57:54.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unity</title><content type='html'>unite the individual soul with the Universal Soul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111954227447637968?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111954227447637968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111954227447637968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954227447637968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954227447637968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/unity.html' title='unity'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111954223952009736</id><published>2005-06-23T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T08:57:19.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>only when the water is still</title><content type='html'>only when the water is still can you see through it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111954223952009736?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111954223952009736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111954223952009736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954223952009736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111954223952009736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/only-when-water-is-still.html' title='only when the water is still'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111884482257426968</id><published>2005-06-15T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T07:13:42.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with RIGHT NOW</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with RIGHT NOW unless you think about it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111884482257426968?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111884482257426968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111884482257426968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111884482257426968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111884482257426968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/whats-wrong-with-right-now.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with RIGHT NOW'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111884332152597378</id><published>2005-06-15T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T07:10:52.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mistaken identity</title><content type='html'>that Awareness which I am talking about is HERE RIGHT NOW. When you are 'enlightened' it will be realised that 'you' always were the Awareness which is your very core RIGHT NOW as we speak. There is NOTHING new to achieve. It's just a case of mistaken identity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111884332152597378?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111884332152597378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111884332152597378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111884332152597378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111884332152597378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/mistaken-identity.html' title='mistaken identity'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111867231809808802</id><published>2005-06-13T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T07:11:40.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life is a movement between the two</title><content type='html'>when it is realised that you are nothing ... &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; is wisdom, and when it is realised that you are everything ... &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; is love. My life is a movement between the two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111867231809808802?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111867231809808802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111867231809808802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111867231809808802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111867231809808802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-life-is-movement-between-two.html' title='my life is a movement between the two'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111866739993698554</id><published>2005-06-13T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T05:56:39.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the knower of Brahman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The knower of Brahman becomes Brahman"&lt;/em&gt;                                (Mundaka Upanishad, III, 2, 9).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111866739993698554?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111866739993698554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111866739993698554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866739993698554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866739993698554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/knower-of-brahman.html' title='the knower of Brahman'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111866674217257418</id><published>2005-06-13T05:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T05:45:42.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly I am Brahman</title><content type='html'>Look, "you" and                                "I" have never existed. It is sheer nonsense                                to consider oneself as having a family or caste.                                Truly I am Brahman – the Supreme Reality.                                How can I make salutations to It? Avadhuta Gita&lt;span style="font-family: Lydian BT;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111866674217257418?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111866674217257418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111866674217257418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866674217257418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866674217257418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/truly-i-am-brahman.html' title='Truly I am Brahman'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111866666499000359</id><published>2005-06-13T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T05:44:24.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>existence-knowledge-bliss</title><content type='html'>I have told you the quintessence                                of the Supreme Reality. There is neither "you"                                nor "I" nor superior nor teacher nor disciple.                                The Ultimate Reality is simple and spontaneous.                                I am Existence-Knowledge-Bliss and boundless as                                space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111866666499000359?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111866666499000359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111866666499000359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866666499000359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866666499000359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/existence-knowledge-bliss.html' title='existence-knowledge-bliss'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111866650016464399</id><published>2005-06-13T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T05:41:40.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>minds free</title><content type='html'>Minds free, thoughts gone.&lt;br /&gt;                               Brows clear, faces serene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111866650016464399?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111866650016464399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111866650016464399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866650016464399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866650016464399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/minds-free.html' title='minds free'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111866640970058916</id><published>2005-06-13T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T05:40:09.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the man and his shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Once there was a man who hated                                his own shadow. When he walked and found that his                                shadow was close behind him, he began to walk faster                                and faster. But the faster he moved, the closer                                his shadow came. So he ran like a madman, and in                                the end, he dropped dead.&lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p align="justify"&gt; Those who do not understand the                                Tao are just like the man who hated his shadow.                                It is actually very easy to be rid of one's shadow                                – just rest under a tree. Just rest!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111866640970058916?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111866640970058916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111866640970058916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866640970058916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111866640970058916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/06/man-and-his-shadow.html' title='the man and his shadow'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111756937361325298</id><published>2005-05-31T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:56:13.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is born and what dies?</title><content type='html'>Those who think they will die identify totally with the body, and&lt;br /&gt;think they are a physical body. Likewise with birth. What is born&lt;br /&gt;and what dies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A body, that's all. Are there not 7 billion (human) bodies? What is&lt;br /&gt;the big deal? Thousands of bodies die daily, thousands more are born&lt;br /&gt;daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing special about the body of a "realized sage." It's&lt;br /&gt;just another body, and it dies the same as any other body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Osho" is just a label, a series of concepts, a word. The word is&lt;br /&gt;associated with a body that failed to function and began to&lt;br /&gt;disintegrate at some point. Big deal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111756937361325298?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111756937361325298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111756937361325298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756937361325298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756937361325298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-born-and-what-dies.html' title='What is born and what dies?'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111756926623581559</id><published>2005-05-31T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:54:26.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reality is simply the loss of ego</title><content type='html'>Reality is simply the loss of ego. Destroy the ego by seeking its identity. Because the ego is no entity it will automatically vanish and reality will shine forth by itself. -  Sri Ramana Maharshi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111756926623581559?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111756926623581559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111756926623581559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756926623581559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756926623581559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/reality-is-simply-loss-of-ego.html' title='reality is simply the loss of ego'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111756850958592803</id><published>2005-05-31T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:41:49.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the limitless being</title><content type='html'>"That in whom reside all beings and who reside in all beings, who is the giver of grace to all, the Supreme Soul of the universe, the limitless being--I am That."  Amritbindu Upanishad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111756850958592803?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111756850958592803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111756850958592803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756850958592803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756850958592803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/limitless-being.html' title='the limitless being'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111756847936114666</id><published>2005-05-31T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:41:19.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the supreme Brahman</title><content type='html'>You are the supreme Brahman, infinite, yet hidden in the hearts of all creatures. You pervade everything. (Shvetashvatara Upanishad. 3:7)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111756847936114666?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111756847936114666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111756847936114666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756847936114666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756847936114666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-are-supreme-brahman.html' title='you are the supreme Brahman'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111756841693146488</id><published>2005-05-31T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:40:16.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as the rivers flowing east and west</title><content type='html'>As the rivers flowing east and west&lt;br /&gt;Merge in the sea and become one with it,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting they were ever separate rivers,&lt;br /&gt;So do all creatures lose their separateness&lt;br /&gt;When they merge at last into pure Being.&lt;br /&gt;(Chandogya Upanishad. 10:1-2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111756841693146488?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111756841693146488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111756841693146488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756841693146488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756841693146488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/as-rivers-flowing-east-and-west.html' title='as the rivers flowing east and west'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111756684630799868</id><published>2005-05-31T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:14:06.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no duality</title><content type='html'>there is no duality; the mind, awake or dreaming, moves through maya ("illusion"); and only nonduality (advaita) is the&lt;br /&gt;final truth. This truth is concealed by the ignorance of illusion. There is no becoming, either of a thing by itself or of a thing out of some other thing. There is ultimately no individual self or soul (jiva), only the atman (all-soul). - Gaudapada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111756684630799868?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111756684630799868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111756684630799868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756684630799868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111756684630799868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/there-is-no-duality.html' title='there is no duality'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111748332920383828</id><published>2005-05-30T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T13:02:09.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seek first</title><content type='html'>Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and all these things shall be added unto you. -Matthew 6:33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111748332920383828?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111748332920383828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111748332920383828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111748332920383828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111748332920383828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/seek-first.html' title='seek first'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111748272255998163</id><published>2005-05-30T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T12:52:02.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>underlting all forms of yoga</title><content type='html'>"Underlying all forms of Yoga is the understanding that the human being is more than the physical body and that, through a course of discipline, it is possible to discover what this 'more' is."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111748272255998163?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111748272255998163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111748272255998163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111748272255998163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111748272255998163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/underlting-all-forms-of-yoga.html' title='underlting all forms of yoga'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111737458500710980</id><published>2005-05-29T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T06:49:45.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A human being is a part of a whole</title><content type='html'>"A human being is a part of a whole, called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty." - Albert Einstein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111737458500710980?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111737458500710980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111737458500710980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111737458500710980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111737458500710980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/human-being-is-part-of-whole.html' title='A human being is a part of a whole'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111737188218381110</id><published>2005-05-29T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T06:04:42.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like a flash</title><content type='html'>"Like a flash there is presented to his consciousness a clear conception (a vision) in outline of the meaning and drift of the universe...He sees and knows that the cosmos...is in fact...in very truth a living presence. He sees that instead of men being, as it were, patches of life scattered through an infinite sea of non-living substance, they are in reality specks of relative death in an infinite ocean of life. He sees that the life which is in man is as immortal as God is; that the universe is so built and ordered that without any peradventure all things work together for the good of each and all; that the foundation principle of the world is what we call love, and that the happiness of every individual is in the long run absolutely certain."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111737188218381110?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111737188218381110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111737188218381110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111737188218381110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111737188218381110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/like-flash.html' title='like a flash'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305126.post-111737118928423021</id><published>2005-05-29T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T05:53:09.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the individual soul is non-different from Brahman</title><content type='html'>Brahman (the Absolute) is alone real; this world is unreal; and the Jiva or the individual soul is non-different from Brahman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305126-111737118928423021?l=moavahall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/feeds/111737118928423021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305126&amp;postID=111737118928423021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111737118928423021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305126/posts/default/111737118928423021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moavahall.blogspot.com/2005/05/individual-soul-is-non-different-from.html' title='the individual soul is non-different from Brahman'/><author><name>Sustainabubble</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
