Settling down with my ending with Isha

Apr 17

Father, I did my practices. Its good. I slept after hata, I guess I was tired. So, not time to do breathing meditation, something that I have been skipping.

I had a dream of making out with Z. I guess its been awhile.

The more I tot of Isha, the more I know I made the right decision. Apart from the time spent that takes me from Top 5, I also don't like to be molded. I already have a personal rship with Sadhguru, I no longer need the form, especially when the form is restricting my freedom. I think what I dislike most being in Isha, is being the lead and hence have to mold myself to be Isha type, which I am not and don't plan to be.
Its like I have a relationship with Christ and I don't need the church.

Now here in new company is where I am to participate.

Father, I am happiest, sitting alone in a cafe, having coffee and some food. Just the time for self-reflection is so good for me.

The Inner Journey by Osho
The journey of a meditator is downwards, towards the roots. One has to descend from the head to the heart and from the heart to the navel. Only from the navel, can anybody enter into the soul; before that one can never enter it.

Soul
Whenever I do stretches that involve my stomach, laughter will bubble out.

The Inner Journey by Osho
The burden of tots cannot take man anywhere else other than into madness. Our whole life-energy has started moving around the brain.

The body should be accepted as a temple, as a spiritual path - and as long as this is not our attitude, we are either indulgers or we r renouncers. In both cases, our attitude towards the body is neither right nor balanced.

Soul
Father, my joy is coming back. I am feeling happy and contented once more.

The Inner Journey
If the strings of life are too loose, then music does not arise, and if the strings of life are too tight, then too there is no music. One who wants to create the music of life has first to see that the strings are not too tight or too loose.

There are many strings in the mind which are very tight. They are so tight that music cannot arise from them, only madness. And u r all living with the strings of ur mind being very tight. U r keeping ur mind tense from morning till evening.
Even at night, ur mind is stressed and tense. The night is the reflection of the whole day; it is its echo. Whatever happens in the mind during the day resounds as an echo during the night. So, the strings of the mind are never relaxed and are very tense.

The second thing is; the strings of the heart are very loose. They r not tight at all. U know something like love; u know anger, jealousy. Sometime u love, sometimes u hate. It is like saying a person is sometimes alive and sometimes dead. U r either alive or dead, there can be no compromise.
In a heart which has love, hatred becomes impossible.

What u know as love, is the less condensed form of hate and the very condensed form of hate, u understand as hate.

The strings of ur heart are totally loose.