<?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-19533695</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:23:33.004+02:00</updated><title type='text'>INSIDE</title><subtitle type='html'>ENTER YOUR MOMENT</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19533695.post-115081051747948269</id><published>2006-06-20T14:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T18:15:32.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving It Up is Getting It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/watch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/watch1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to a certain stage, the seeker needs to be vigilant and passionate about his search. &lt;br /&gt;His longing to reach beyond the dross and the apparent must surpass the pull of everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;But there also comes a point where the seeker needs to sitt down, turn inwards and look deeply into his findings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true gems of life, the codes and keys leading out of the matrix, are often extremely simple and there are chances that he has  stumbled across the greatest Truth a million times already.&lt;br /&gt;Unless he pauses and takes a good look in his bag, he risks learning the same lesson over and over again, without realizing he knows enough to transcend the whole game altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the earnestly searching spirit risks becoming a haunting ghost. &lt;br /&gt;Here is where searching ever so subtly could turn into a dream of lack and loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we have realized we are complete and fulfilled, then what is there to search for?&lt;br /&gt;Searching can easily become habitual, a pattern, an identity. &lt;br /&gt;And then we slowly grow uncomfortable with the stillness and peace of completion and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;When searching becomes a pattern, we grow too restless to assimilate and integrate our discoveries&lt;br /&gt;and thus the whole treasure is lost, while only the hunt remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a point on the path where even the path itself needs to be abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;If we truly want to wake up, we will at some stage have to let go of the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple watchfulness, concious attention and inner rest... &lt;br /&gt;This is the Light that keeps us awake and aware in the dreaming state we call life. &lt;br /&gt;This illumines the gifts and gems of existence, uncovers its secrets and unveils the beyond. And it requires no technique, no special skill or gift. Only the will to be present. Only a moment to moment choice to be fully here and now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19533695-115081051747948269?l=enteryourmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/115081051747948269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19533695&amp;postID=115081051747948269' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/115081051747948269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/115081051747948269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/2006/06/giving-it-up-is-getting-it.html' title='Giving It Up is Getting It'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19533695.post-114177812058851622</id><published>2006-03-08T01:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T01:44:57.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake And Dissolve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/journal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/journal1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to connect with Truth&lt;br /&gt;and dwell in the real&lt;br /&gt;to sink beneath surface turmoil&lt;br /&gt;imprinted patterns&lt;br /&gt;emotional drama&lt;br /&gt;and incessant thinking&lt;br /&gt;is through focused presence&lt;br /&gt;in inner stillness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To remain true, awake and aware&lt;br /&gt;even in the midst of intense illusions&lt;br /&gt;and handle the onslaught of drama&lt;br /&gt;one would need to be perfectly content &lt;br /&gt;with whatever&lt;br /&gt;and gently okay &lt;br /&gt;in hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19533695-114177812058851622?l=enteryourmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/114177812058851622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19533695&amp;postID=114177812058851622' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/114177812058851622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/114177812058851622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/2006/03/awake-and-dissolve.html' title='Awake And Dissolve'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19533695.post-113404848875995021</id><published>2005-12-08T14:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T19:09:11.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Through The Looking Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/FROST-ON-GLASS2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/FROST-ON-GLASS2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exist as the manifestation and expression of Eternity in Human form. Man and Woman embody the very polarities that set the whole Universal Matrix in motion. &lt;br /&gt;In our dimensions, the One is divided into plus and minus to generate the friction and electricity that animates the whole holographic grid of existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to think of us as halves is a grave understatement. &lt;br /&gt;We are essentially the One, who gravitates toward one form or another during a densification-process.&lt;br /&gt;The Light and Force that projects itself outward and stoops in frequency to solidify as all countless forms of life, is pure conciousness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Supreme Energy is the common denominator of the Multi-verse. &lt;br /&gt;Even the darkest of Black Holes are filled beyond the brim with it. &lt;br /&gt;This essential Force is naturally yours, but you cannot possess it. It owns you. &lt;br /&gt;In the same way as the shadow you throw on a wall cannot dictate your terms and determine your path, the Pure Light cannot be conjured and controlled. It won't be achieved or attained. We can only at best fine-tune ourselves to remain true, coherent and faithful to It. &lt;br /&gt;In this way we can let It possess us fully, and be at home in It.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no profound illumination without transparency. &lt;br /&gt;Only the vehicle is mastered, not the Supreme. &lt;br /&gt;The living light cannot be conquered. &lt;br /&gt;It can be aspired to, surrendered to and evoked by either a profound letting go, &lt;br /&gt;sincere Will or pure Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19533695-113404848875995021?l=enteryourmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/113404848875995021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19533695&amp;postID=113404848875995021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113404848875995021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113404848875995021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/2005/12/through-looking-glass.html' title='Through The Looking Glass'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19533695.post-113398657889032085</id><published>2005-12-07T21:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T19:13:34.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Endlessly Subtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/FROSTY-TWIGS.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/FROSTY-TWIGS.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you taste the unified peace and force of your still, centred  p r e s e n c e , &lt;br /&gt;you are never bored again. That is, unless you chose to be. &lt;br /&gt;Gone is the illusion that things need to “happen” to cheer you up, or that life “stands still”. Life never stands still. &lt;br /&gt;It is constantly erupting and evolving, curling and sprouting within and around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, projects and undertakings may always come to a standstill, but your life never does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when nothing seems to happen, your  p r e s e n c e  brings the subtler events into focus, where indeed so much is going on that there’s no way we could come near of keeping up with everything. &lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the more still we are, the more we become aware of the endlessly subtle and ceaseless motion within and around us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subtleties of life orchestrate so much vibrant live-action in each moment, that only when we’re being quiet, still and paying attention, may we glimpse the overwhelming waves of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19533695-113398657889032085?l=enteryourmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/113398657889032085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19533695&amp;postID=113398657889032085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113398657889032085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113398657889032085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/2005/12/endlessly-subtle.html' title='The Endlessly Subtle'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19533695.post-113398497008219545</id><published>2005-12-07T20:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T19:24:15.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News - Presence Is King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/KING-TREE-TIP-BnW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/KING-TREE-TIP-BnW.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter who or where we are, life is always in the present. This very moment is all that exists. &lt;br /&gt;Everything else is memory or fantasy. &lt;br /&gt;And this is good news. This doesn’t mean that there’s nothing left to do, only that the Source and centre of all life is so close, we don’t have to go anywhere or do anything to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are relaxing at ease or on the move, challenged by work or roaming free, bored or inspired, your innermost is still centred in the living zone where the Universe unfolds moment to moment. &lt;br /&gt;Your breath dwells there. So does your heartbeat. And your pure, nameless, inner Witness awaits you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when we get caught in drama, when we process emotions or plan ahead, the living flame of life is arising, dwelling and subsiding in the present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so used to being absent, engaged by emotion and lost in thought, that we almost know no other way of being. We think this is perfectly natural. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we reconnect with the present, we collect ourselves from the corners of the world, bring home our scattered pieces and replenish our beings. &lt;br /&gt;In these moments of presence we are most effortlessly at home, refilled and whole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19533695-113398497008219545?l=enteryourmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/113398497008219545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19533695&amp;postID=113398497008219545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113398497008219545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113398497008219545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-news-presence-is-king.html' title='Good News - Presence Is King'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19533695.post-113391486666321552</id><published>2005-12-07T01:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:42:17.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Light On Your Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/PATH-CLEARING-LOVELY-width.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/PATH-CLEARING-LOVELY-width.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true Guide will allow you space to explore on your own, yet constantly bring you deeper into yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that directs your focus away from your innermost is ultimately misleading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything that usurps the devotion and reverence that your Heart, Soul and Source ought to have from you, is stealing away your most precious gift. It is leading you astray, further away from Home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lose ones ego is great. &lt;br /&gt;But to sheepishly feed another’s is of no use at all. &lt;br /&gt;An external Spiritual Master is a contradiction in terms. The Master is within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Truth is free of charge. &lt;br /&gt;Real Teachers don’t need followers. &lt;br /&gt;Sell your art, but give your blessing freely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19533695-113391486666321552?l=enteryourmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/113391486666321552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19533695&amp;postID=113391486666321552' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113391486666321552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113391486666321552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/2005/12/light-on-your-path.html' title='A Light On Your Path'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19533695.post-113382828511336299</id><published>2005-12-06T01:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T13:09:42.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/PSYCHEDELIC-TREE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/PSYCHEDELIC-TREE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haven’t you at some point in your life thought to yourself, “What if Jesus was to come back right now, in this day and age... What would it be like? Who would he be, what would he choose as a profession? Would he perhaps come as a girl? A rock star? Would he wear a three piece suit or be a hippie?” &lt;br /&gt;Well, if you haven’t, you should know there are still a lot of people that believe in the Prophesies stating that he’ll make a fabulous encore at the last moment and, to everyone’s astonishment, save the Earth.  &lt;br /&gt;I have bemused at these thoughts many times (although, I cant seem to get my head around what on earth he would DO with the world to set it straight). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, the world is far too messed up for one person to fix it. Which is why the so called Second Coming may pass by unnoticed for those who expect a long haired, blue eyed, barefoot dude in robes to come surfing into the parliament on clouds and announce that he’s applying for office in the U.N. &lt;br /&gt;But the Messiah, the Light of Christ, the Dharma of Buddha and the Atonement of God by whatever name or term we prefer, could most definitely be “returning” to earth as we speak, coming to life on a massive scale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps It is awakening and arising in you at this very moment, re-animated and alive in the form of Awareness. What if It comes to us simply as a deep, clear notion and spirit of Unity? &lt;br /&gt;You know, this subtle feeling that slowly grows into an effortless conviction that you, and everyone else, are at one with the Source.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19533695-113382828511336299?l=enteryourmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/113382828511336299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19533695&amp;postID=113382828511336299' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113382828511336299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113382828511336299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-are-it.html' title='You Are It'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19533695.post-113380153395867708</id><published>2005-12-05T17:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T17:52:13.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far, And So Exquisitely Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/WINTERPATH1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/WINTERPATH1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations. You’ve come a long way. And you have practically been everything from stardust to seaweed. And you’ve made yourself into quite a piece of work since you were a chocolate-bar in your grandad’s back pocket.&lt;br /&gt;How did everything get so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;If Spirit is our true nature, how the hell did we manage to get this far out of tune? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe somewhere along the way we lost track of what we had, so we went out to get some more and when we forgot where home was, we ironically ended up with less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe we are simply conditioned to believe that constantly reaching outside ourselves for satisfaction, leaning forward and pursuing goals in a distant future, or processing memories and data from a long gone past, is perfectly normal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we carry the source of all existence within, how did we even get to be interested in reaching beyond it? What made us leave home and embark on this ultimately unsatisfying search outside ourselves anyway? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we misplaced our focus already at birth when we learned that food, warmth and well-being was suddenly provided from some outside source. &lt;br /&gt;Who knows, does it really matter? Or is it rather urgent to simply get back on track and settle where we’ve always belonged? &lt;br /&gt;Welcome Inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19533695-113380153395867708?l=enteryourmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/113380153395867708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19533695&amp;postID=113380153395867708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113380153395867708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113380153395867708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-far-and-so-exquisitely-good_05.html' title='So Far, And So Exquisitely Good'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19533695.post-113370772598380980</id><published>2005-12-04T15:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T05:00:48.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Gurus Anonymous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/WINTER-SCENE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/WINTER-SCENE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ingenious (but naturally stark, raving mad) friend of mine once proposed we start some sort of web-based crisis-group for those of us who have managed to escape the Holy Man Trap. And I totally agree. &lt;br /&gt;Been there, done that. &lt;br /&gt;There definitely ought to be a forum for those of us who have experienced the “Avatar Haze.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this forum wouldn’t be focusing primarily on those who are mislead and disappointed by fake gurus, false prophets and bad guides. &lt;br /&gt;Rather, it would be a sharing-community for those of us who have awakened from, or are just beginning to suspect that we may be suffering from an uplifted, “spiritual-identity-costume” that somehow gets in the way of true progress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be called something like: FAKE GURU’S ANONYMOUS!&lt;br /&gt;And the description could read: &lt;br /&gt;“A forum for those of us &lt;br /&gt;who wish to give up being Special, &lt;br /&gt;for being Natural." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be a place where we’d feel safe to openly admit to having been fakes, and it would perhaps provide every other fake out there with an alternative to the masquerade, with its covering up of pretences and constant fear of exposure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Man Trap is a very common mishap and most unfortunate waste of time, both ones own and others'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/FROST-TWIG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/FROST-TWIG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be about time this issue is addressed. &lt;br /&gt;Why? Well, what if this time around, the Light isn’t to "return" to Earth as a single leader attracting sheep-like followers? &lt;br /&gt;What if its triumphant return is in the many? &lt;br /&gt;What if the Holy Spirit is about to dawn upon the multitudes, like a mass-revelation on an unstoppable scale? And what if It simply manifests as an individual, inner notion of Oneness, a natural knowing that one is at One with everyone and everything, essentially and ultimately at One with this inexplicable source and sum we call God? &lt;br /&gt;Simply put: what if the so called “Second Coming” is not reserved for the few, but a global illumination? &lt;br /&gt;What else would suffice? Seriously, would anything less be relevant or truly helpful or even interesting in this day and age? &lt;br /&gt;I think not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this perspective, every self-proclaimed spiritual teacher that doesn’t do his best to get across to his following that they have a personal, direct line and intimate relationship with the Source, is actually blowing smoke in our face.  &lt;br /&gt;Whatever puts the individual in touch with his own innermost is a benefit to Mankind and Earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/ICETREE.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/ICETREE.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have already realised that they don’t need to be followers of any “master”, but rather cultivate a sensitivity and listening to their own Inner Guidance. &lt;br /&gt;We are waking up from the “please teach me, tell me what to do and show me who I am”-phase. We're getting up from our knees to do our own bit of walking. Great. But are we ready to deal with the responsability of Divine Authority and Power? &lt;br /&gt;It depends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be very watchful of the urge to advertise insight and tell people “how it is”. Not only do we risk becoming obnoxious, it may also give spirituality a bad name. &lt;br /&gt;It happens to the best, believe me. And it may seem like a small thing, harmless. &lt;br /&gt;But what if you became so skilled at it that people found you wise and gave you all the confirmation your petty ego has ever yearned for? Then who’s your daddy? &lt;br /&gt;This harmless little bug can blow up into nameless proportions when mixed with the right type of personality (mine included). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/1600/FROST-LIGHT.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/293/1926/320/FROST-LIGHT.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t already, you will come across the notion that you actually carry Gods genes. &lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t already, you will become aware that you are no less than The One and that the Holy Spirit is your very own soul. Needless to say, you will realise that every power in the world is bestowed upon you and that the highest ranks of ministering angels are there to support your case day and night. &lt;br /&gt;Hell, you will even see how this whole Universe actually unfolds simply because you’re dreaming it into existence. (No wonder that it has always revolved around you!) It is inside you an you’re obviously in Its centre too. High priority, v.i.p.&lt;br /&gt;Now mix that with a little “I am something you’re not” and what have we got? &lt;br /&gt;A few years from now you’ll be stuck with a full-blown messianic-complex, and whether it’s benign or distorted you will still have imprisoned yourself in its super-structure. If you’re lucky, somewhere down the line you’ll be fed up with your Jesus-impersonation and find yourself  burning your garlands and robes, shredding all your photos and changing your name back to Svensson. That is, if you’re lucky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The will to share our Gifts is perfectly laudable. Balance and humility is nevertheless essential. And not the humility that says “I am humble because I am holy and you poor souls are not”, but the humility that knows in your heart of hearts that no less than every single one is just as God as yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19533695-113370772598380980?l=enteryourmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/113370772598380980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19533695&amp;postID=113370772598380980' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113370772598380980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19533695/posts/default/113370772598380980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enteryourmoment.blogspot.com/2005/12/fake-gurus-anonymous_04.html' title='Fake Gurus Anonymous!'/><author><name>KRISTER LINDER</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j186/kristerlinder/sol.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
