What is not possible in the past, could be possible now

Nov 24
Father, during d finale of IE program. When teacher talk abt us doing something that we care abt. She mention abt the concept of being possible and not possible. Our view of possibilities of things happening/manifesting is based on our past experience. We should not be thinking what is possible in the past, but what is possible now and how we can make it possible.

I tot of my view on d possibility of me getting my life partner n I suddenly realised d possibility is based on my past. I wasn't the same person then. I shld look at it now.
Last time I also said I cannot meditate and now it has happen beautifully. Last time I can possibly do shoulder stand and now it has happen. So, what is not possible in the past may be possible now.

So, from now onward, everytime whenever I think that it is not possible for me to have my life partner. I will remember my success wit meditation and shoulder stand; something that was impossible previously and now I can.
Last time I do hatha yoga out of need and now I do it out of joy.

So, there is a possibility that whatever not possible previously, is possible now. Amen.

Today, after Shoonya, I was guarding the books n suddenly pick up Eternal echoes. The first poem was on Senselessness which sounds good, then I flick to 2nd page; Beyond love; which is ok and then I flick to page 3; Become me - Become love and reach out; become me.
I felt overwhelmed and tears flow out n then I saw Sadhguru's face of joy. Something like Vijii but different.
I realised that's my calling; Become love and reach out.

I will do that. Not everyone wil go for meditation, especially non-Indian. I will try wit my method to bring them into alignment n in time, they wil go for meditation.

Behind d book, Sadhguru says - When ur heart burst with love, ecstasy or sorrow, poetry is the only succor. Though words can never find expression for deeper dimension of life, poetry at least manages to tell you that it cannot be said.

I recall when I read the Cloud of Unknowing - poetry, I was in suffering and hence so much tears. And now when I read Sadghuru's poem of become Him, become Love and reach out; I am Love.
I cried cos I have not reach out.

Jus now, the 3 guys who sort of see me doing Shoonya approach me n said they glad to know me. I was surprised but m appreciated.