Karma Day

Karma Day

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What are some things you have experienced because of karma (what goes around comes around?

Mine is: There once was a girl who was saying I'm stupid and crazy and have a dirty mind (rumors), the next day, began to spread rumors about her on facebook.

I had a week strange. I went to a check cashing location to collect my paycheck, I was counting the money as he walked toward the door, had to go back to having three times – but the girl gave me $ 100 too much money. I started to hurry away quickly realized befor and then I thought about it. This was a turning point in my life and I had been a rotten little boy and young adults. I went back and gave back to her, she thanked me very much and said he would have been fired from his top drawer that short. The next two days went by and I was in the grocery store, the cashier gave me for fifty years when I only gave him twenty. Once I told him their mistake and returned the money. There I was – no car, bad job, little money and I had lost my driver's license to a DUI. During the next few months I can not explain it, but I have a great job I went to find out how many hoops I had to jump through to get my license back (it was my third DUI) – I was told that my license was good, all I had to do was pay a fifty dollar reinstatement fee. I went to buy a car. I moved to a new home. I started to go to AA and it changed my life. I do not know for sure about karma, but it all started with the day he stopped and gave me that money.

Karma is! [Part 1]

I mean, what does that do, they do, who do you think you are, ha ha ha bless your soul
Do you really think you have the control

Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Like me – Crazy [Letter] – Gnarls Barkley

Brisbane, 12/20/1920. 07 [revised May 2009]

The present moves like a stream, a stream or the sea. I can not hold on to any part of it, no more than a few seconds. But again, this is also eternal because he is always there.

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If you could dredge the bottom in the ego, we would bring out all the clutter from time immemorial forgotten. All past still exists there. All the past created and constantly recreated each time our response to this, which is the root of our struggle.

Again and again, like waves form and break up again and again our reactions to situations, our actions, reactions remain unchanged, so does the magnetic duality of everything we do.

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Only you can breathe in real time. And can not breathe under water, we can not breathe in the past over what is felt in the future. In fact, the present moment is all we have and is unlimited for the moment we are on this earth.

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Interestingly, when we find a place * * good luck, could have a break we've won, but then again maybe not. It could simply be a lucky general positive karma that has clung to us a very well-timed. "Never look a gift horse in the mouth" they say.

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These days of climate change are doing graphics easy to see firsthand how interconnected we all are in reality.

Not only do we have to trust that, at a time drought and water restrictions in a town like Brisbane where I live, everyone – including residents who never see – are doing the right thing. However, beyond trust in politicians in Australia to implement the best possible economic strategies, we must trust that citizens of all countries also do the right thing.

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On the subject of the karma of the group or society, it is worth considering why, worldwide, the Western world is such an avid consumer of books – fiction and nonfiction, films and TV series based on violence.

Most of the seemingly innocuous TV family viewing shows feed us violence, mental disorder and death, even while trying to enjoy our dinner.

Mainstream films Psycho horror as the Saw series, forensics and even the police smart / detective films like The Bone Collector, * Movies * intelligent as A History of Violence, action movies like A Man Apart and * * thrillers as Panic Room must surely add up to 90% of everything consumed for entertainment and escapism.

All of them depend on the violent, often vicious, or at least, unstable aspects of the human mind.

Serious question: Why why not all, or at least 70% of us, the demand for various major books and several memorable films, which do not address the violence, to boycott the 80% of what it has been flooding the market for entertainment?

Another serious question: in a continuum, where it can karmic responsibility of those involved in all aspects of these industries is placed?

The absorption of too much violence is as same as eating too the same meal – the time the body rebels.

Whether the food in question is too much violence, too much salt or too much chocolate – the body which provides backup.

Again, Karma is inseparable from the set.

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Karma is considered are mostly wrong and not static, generally good.
Because karma is energy, which is good to compare with the sea and its ebb and flow that is never good or bad – it just is.

* Is the sea bad because a foolish swimmer withdrew from the area patrolled and nearly drowned [o] drowned.

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Karma also may be compared with the sun that is neither liable for melanomas fools "or to the scorched earth of the land devastated by drought or fire that in October 2007, spread along the California coast, destroying much of the vast estate, in part because 50 percent of the new urbanization had built in a serious fire in the area.

Firefox just is.

The sea only.

The sun only is.

Karma is right.

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Yes, we can separate the peas on the plate of broccoli and squash, but how we can separate from the evening sunlight and the wind from the sky or the trees? How crops grow without sun or rain? What is more important?

How would they get to our stores, if farmers and truck drivers did not work together to put them there?

How to get rid of our trash smelly if not for the garbage collectors and all who work in the solid waste industry?

How can we keep our vehicles on the road without mechanics?

How can we live well without a vacation or the local staff at the other end? After all, make our beds, they feed us and we entertain. And if we have to be there in a moment of karmic recovery, we repaired the best way possible.

Because we often receive without thinking, we to practice an awareness of the symbolic acts of giving and receiving.

Although this thinking is best done without expecting anything in return – otherwise, only tantamount to manipulation – in return for some time have a smile, a little more carefully, an extra L for love in our puzzle.

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The * bit * wrong – the present moment we realize the reasons woven into our lives, the little corner of massive tapestry that covers the life of our soul – are simply challenges to be overcome without getting bitter and twisted our way of growth and spiritual evolution. How else do it, if not by treatment appropriately to the events of our lives?

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Good intentions are important, but because they are forced * * intentions, I really I do not think can be done to any of us, when it comes to editing karma, no more than the mantras, holy water, joss sticks, crystals, gifts, flogging, prayer and absolution, because they are often mechanical and outside ourselves. Everything would be too simple.

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Karmically all the decisions we make under the influence of instinct * * or while asleep at the wheel, even the smallest call, we weave the tapestry interior becomes our life.

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Here is a story written by Simons Ceiling who spent some time in a monastery of Bengal. I have edited for style, but only slightly. On the one hand, I could not help myself, but otherwise, I prevent myself from doing more with it J

Not Happy was a young monk, who only had a jug of water and wearing tattered clothes on his back. One day, as was his custom, went deeper from one forest to meditate. He remained there for several days.

Everything went well, except that at night the rats came gnaw his tunic. So, to protect your clothing, the young monk went to a nearby village and returned with a cat.

Everything was fine for a while, unless the cat was used to milk and howled every time I had to drink water instead. So the young monk, arranged for a cow.

Everything went well during a time unless he wanted beef fresh grass to chew.

So the monk with a pawn exchange to clean a pasture and care for his cow.

All went well for a while, unless the lone farmer and eventually he brought his family from the hills live with it. And so the monk and the farmer built a suitable house to accommodate the newcomers and the farm.

With all that and the monk playing its part, the farm prospered.

Everything was fine for a while except farm and household affairs became too time spent in managing only two men. So the monk invited a distant cousin, a young man who was said to have a good head for business affairs for come to their aid.

Everything was fine for a while, unless the girl thought that soon, as she and the monk shares the same house, it might be better for them to marry.

One day, the former monk, now with white hair, approached one of his grandchildren, a boy who was about to become a monk and asked for advice on how to lead a good and simple. And the old man, reflecting on the question, suddenly recalled how his life had become was. He sat down at once, "Daughter, whatever you do," he said earnestly, "do not ever have a cat!" [2]

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This story reminds me of the need to be in the moment and be aware of what I'm doing and why I'm doing. What may seem easy, logical and practice in the short term may blind me Hog-Tied and long term, there is no way to evolve and change the karma.

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Certainly, if properly calibrated just provide us with the challenge that we must grow beyond the trenches of our comfort zones, not all situations that come

our way karmically be induced as a result of what we have done, either in this life or previous ones. There is no way to tell what is due, or to import.

What is … is and must be addressed as a spiritual way possible.

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With humor and parables, as it does to help separating the emotions of objective thought, Moriya sent me the following snippet of humor in one of his teachings e-mails.

"There was a young woman married a rich old man. Once she understands how boring it was a marriage that she decided to take a lover. When her husband left his business, would be requested the lover to his home.

One day, while she was making love with him, the husband and wife returned unexpectedly helped his lover escape by the hair out of the room.

Seeing her lying in bed in lacy underwear its best, the husband was quick to interpret the situation.

He shouted, "Where are you?"

The woman feigned innocence and that her husband was wandering from one room to another, opening closets and cupboards to find inside. When he could find no trace of a lover, ran into the garden.

Front saw the house first open sports car. A young man sat behind the wheel, using the mirror to adjust his tie.

"Ja!" "Cried the husband finally satisfied. "Here is where I put the horns! Bastard, I'll show you!"

As it turns that the door was an old wooden chest ready to be taken to a landfill. High adrenaline, the old man burst his chest over his head and threw him against the car with all his might.

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Now the scene in heaven.

An old man approaches the door and the angel asks, "What brings you here, man?"

"Well," said the old man "I came home unexpectedly one day and found my wife into a compromising position. I found her lover in his car ready to drive. I was so angry I took the old chest by the door and threw it to him. Unfortunately, the chest was much heavier than expected. My heart gave up and so here I am. "

Then came a young man to the door and asked the angel, "What brings you here, young man?"

The young shrugged. "All I know is that was parked on the street, minding my own business, waiting to take my mother to walk in my new car when Suddenly a huge chest that came crashing from above, and here I am. "

And then came a young naked man and the angel said, "So what brought you here, young man?"

The newcomer said, "All I know is that I was hiding from an angry husband in an old chest and … here I am. "

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At first glance it might seem that the factor common in the disappearance of three men is the old chest. However, a breast is a breast is a breast.

By itself it is unable to create any drama.

Whose was the catalyst karmic energy for the final event leading to three deaths?

Like all good novels, Cherchez la femme.

The woman, in this joke, provided the subject, time and place for all participants to join, while the old ark was merely a tool.

About the Author

By day, a teacher of Senior English and French in Brisbane, Australia, and, by night, first a writer of novels and now a writer of spiritual material, I am on a quest of sorts – I am searching for a connection to my soul, right here, right now.
Admittedly, I have an ulterior motive – quite a strong one at that: I am trying to edit some karma out of my energy field by altering its properties.
This, from me, who a couple of years ago thought about my soul as often as the molecular composition of my body, which was never.