and if it does conflict with the Lutheran belief.........maybe think of yourself as someone who can embrace more than one belief.....people change over time and daily.....one day it's okay to meditate, one day it's not......you do the Lutheran thing.......you can love all peaceful people easily......we will we will rock you.......
A Lutheran would do well to consider the Shakers. As for the 'negative' pressure thing, often people who have never fully relaxed a day in their life from their goal oriented obsessions feel crushed by relaxation the first time their mind slips into it, and if they are trapped in dualisms then they often feel control slipping away, while contrainess takes over. And as control is contrary to relaxation of the yogic sort, thus they feel like they are possessed. When in fact the only possession is their own distraught tendencies. Their failure to relax into their own precious nature the only truely fearful thing.
One of the reasons this will be one of my last posts concerning energy I saw which I named aura in a recent pyschic thread here is because generalizations and labels are at least dualisms. Depends on your experience and belief. Others relaxing into being possessed and thinking it is their own precious nature is really the fearful and dangerous thing, I made mention in depth on the other post.......also you have to have a centered and balanced mind in order to see it or deal with it ( others external input on the brainwave level). This is ending my comments here on this post and probably many of the other newsgroups I have had numerous discussions. I have no fear of relaxing into who I am. joy and peace Honor Seed
I still think it's a mistake to equate the awareness of samadhi with the thoughtforms and samsaras of the previous seekers, as if they are one and the same. There is no thought in samadhi. Per se.
I was meditating and saw a bunch of horses in a vision about 6o feet tall go by in the north, I was thinking, who are those 2 riders and what is the little donkey doing following the herd? Meditation for me includes thinking.
There is only Spirit, how could it be telepathic within itself? Meditation is not a particular state, meditation is life. How can one find bliss or agony elsewhere? Where is there to go? When you cry in pain, that is meditation, when you cry in joy, that is meditation, both are one, and all is Spirit.
Sure. You said it. Now yoga is cessation of the tendencies of the mind so as to become perfectly reflective of spirit until itself. Hence the saying from Patanjali "Yoga citta vritti nirodhaha." Yoga is cessation of tendencies of the mind. Thus only spirit remains.
Spirit is all emotions. Your unique collection of emotions is soul. The 93,000 miles of nerves connected to your brain convey the notions of others' spirit to your soul. The reception of spirit to the soul during yoga or meditation evokes words and mental pictures. Memories contained in neurons are made up of emotions, words and images. These words can evoke a mental image and emotions. The picture below can evoke emotions and words. Similar to words is music which can evoke pictures and emotions.
Within the nerves, therein lies spirit, without the nerves, there is Spirit too. Within the mind's imagery, therein lies spirit, without them, there is Spirit too. If you're looking at it, that is Spirit, if you're not looking at it, that is it as well. One cannot avoid Spirit, it simply is, permeating throughout every state of existence, every paradigm of the human mind, whether it be scientific, religious or spiritual, Spirit is that, and Spirit is nothing.
Shaman, the only part that confuses me is the last statement 'spirit is nothing'. Is nothing something by your definition?
there is two worlds, maybe two paths, especially while you're travelin em i'd call em more of a train seems most appropriate for me nowwadays a train a thought , engine number 9, come burst out the tunnel, can go east or west, north Or south, this way or that way, can awareness be headin, track it be on one way or the other the two worlds. maybe two paths? one way, listening the other, creating one way receptive the other, creative here comes a train, i'm just sittin at the station, lorrddd, harmonica in hand i see ya comin i cant wait n my blues aint gunna end gunna take em on the train gon na watch the world bend lord, behind my shutblue eyes not only harmonica in hand i got them blues ya know i do n imma boogie woogie too i'm hoochie coochie man~ lord i'm hoochie coochie man~ alright so i'm at my destination =P just chillin, chewin some wheat, =P hehe here at this station another train leaves all the time just look over at that wall see all the timmmmmes scheduel but nah, i'm just chillin, chewin wheat, just got off the train goin nowhere, gon stay round this town for a while that way, was creative while waiting at the first station, i could have taken the other way just the same, couldda sat and listened to what she REALLY had to say, (@) the Ticketseller make sure i was going the right way, and just go with what absolutely is coming to you (&) just the same through you, (&) although through you is creative, (&) listening is witnessing another's creativity,, LISTEN HERE!!!!! (@ and &), listen there~ (the tracks, as i wrote &, i derailed from the path my point was going with @) whatever imagination you got going on beforehand , what you gathered from traveling the creative way~ prevents you from traveling the listening way, (i stopped listening, in a way, stopped one solid train of thought, just to make a point) trains leave alll the time, just look at the wall and goodness knows i'm creative,,, gotta make a point =\ words to my self~ there are two worlds, one way receptive and one way creative, it's a give and take thing more or less, i guess native americans believe you should always accept a gift i feel that i dont accept gifts too well =( that i gotta really work on my listening,,, rather, i'm too creative, and my train is truckin down them country lines way too fast gotta slow down and , well, listen, really though, only one earth,,, and i think if i see only one world, that'd be what yatta yatta yatta good, maybe just the harmony n balancy between the two?
i think honor was trying to explain how spirit and soul is connected - the essence of 'everything/spirit' and our own experience - our own soul.... and right back out to how it is we connect to spirit.. the assumption this thread has been working with is Spirit is everything,,, it is the emotional and telepathical stimulus of all souls - human and nonhuman. if spirit is nothing, then our soul stands alone and just now~ the tv in the other room said 'you can literally manipulate the body..', talking about gene therapy,,, spirit~~ standing alone? everything or nothing ... maybe if we bring back up: if spirit is nothing, then our soul stands alone that's how our soul connects to spirit,,, i sometimes feel that by changing myself i can change the world,,, you can, i dunno about if by only your actions or what.. but i do know that after even climbing to peeks of mountains of seeings, you gotta come back down to the village some time or another, maybe? for how long can we dream? spirit is all soul is just our own now.. we are all connected, we are all one,, this statement,,, and the rising and falling out of that train of thought - that reality, coming down off that mountain, maybe is pulling the cup of spirit from your mouth? what distinguishes spirit from soul of you is i when the you and i is one everything is spirit. everything is spirit. how well we see this,, the infinite ways spirit illuminates itself is just seen by our 2 eyes, all 7 billion+ people living on this earth got em,, do we all see the same Spirit? or are we just looking into our own soul? mirrors and ourself. how it is SSpirit connects to us, im not sure, but living in this life is one hell of an experience and i guess the best we could do is connect back to Spirit/this world in a loving way hay! what you were saying, shaman sun, reminds me of something John Berger wrote in his Ways of Seeing. he says 'to look is an act of choice.' or something along those lines... the world's between the 2 arguments of spirit being everything and spirit being nothing is the we simply stand alone. our existence is our own mirrors, our own impulses and habits, and we are gathering here on earth together in this dream. sounds like you're saying spirit is that dream, and soul is the hall of mirrors. maybe what i said earlier, taking the cup of spirit away from your mouth is really just getting a good look at the way you see - your own soul. then what, is spirit? how is it we are all connected, all one, outside the fact that we gather here on earth, this argument, i have plenty to say about,, but what if they are of mirrors? standing alone, but seeing validation? or is it the spirit world?
the living spirits of others are very much like mirrors. And who knows ..someday it may be found out by scientists that very small particles of silica which are crystalline power the brainwaves from crystal to crystal until you receive a spiritual telepathic message. Anyways I just posted a message about ghost spirits on Hippies > Young Hippies > Time Machine http://www.hipforums.com/forums/showthread.php?p=2816802#post2816802 and at the same time ethan aka Magman PM'ed me after weeks of no contact, how is that for synchronicity on a spirit plane? peace Honor
the fire roaring and the spirits dancing the prayers praying and the powers changing some sit down and some standing up dancing around and around and around the prayers praying and the powers changing the theives knowing? the paranoid praying. the spirits dancing, around the fire. the prayers praying and the powers changing. the fire burns and the children dance the child sit and alive tonight, around the fire the moon is rising, and the dogs are howlin. the drums are roaring and the rattles rattlin and all the spirits dancing around the fire. the day breaks, and the night lies behind a morning stretch, as a new sun rises. the day bright and the bird songs light make soft air of a day still untold, the fire a molten hole of the festival the time before and freedom winds whisper by peace. they say, peace, ethan, peace is what they whisper. mother says. life's hard. a prince walking passing by his people probably shouldn't have much to worry about. the reflections of his kingdom shining through the eyes of his kin and as he walks round his kingdom in the eyes aint peace, i wonder why? around the fire, that night again, the festival ignite all around what lies behind the prayers eyes as everyone dance and dance and dance i wonder, why what's behind the prayers eyes? as all around what lies behind the prayers eyes. everyone is dancing and dancing and dancing!