We are the Watcher

Wealth that you hoard is not yours, wealth that you have given is really yours.

Baba

I asked my daughter, what happened that she got into such a fit of rage and if it was out of self pity, as she never did before. Maybe it is because I am soon leaving for some weeks to India, she is not used to it. And she corrected herself and was sorry that she went into it. So more or less, she excused herself for yesterday's behaviour. 

She said it was probably the influence of that girl being here all day.

I told her that she should be aware of such influences, before it gets that bad and out of hand, if it was her influence. But it seems everything is okay again.

I try to get aware that we have to get the consequence of our actions if we are aware of it or not. It sound like an effort to get her some of it and she seems that young. 

There is that difference between worldly and divine, a spiritual richness and worldly wealth and not the same on the worldly level, but like a mirror. 
Krishna is a prince and wealthy, and we know that we reflect that. 
We learn by reading news, we try to understand it as good as possible. It gets us aware on a different level, which is fulfilling, more than just thinking about spiritual stuff. And we feel more at home, as all questions seem to be answered, but that is Baba.  
He made us aware of it. Reading news and apply it on our level as good as possible, is fulfilling. How is it to read about it, without being part of it. 
To watch the market, knowing someone, who knows it. 
And it feels like learning as it is new, based on your skill, feeling good about it. Otherwise it is not so, it seems rather like a jungle. 

I am I, he said. That is a principle and not the experienced objective level, it is only the present being which is projected on the body.

With Baba for years, we wanted to reach him, because being in his presence and reaching him is not the same thing. It was not enough to just be there, it has to be realized to be a living reality. The aim behind was to reach him, even if it was to go far away, it seemed nearly impossible to get back in time.

I am able to remember Baba how he walks, those beautiful darshans in the past in the midst of people, it feels privat and personal, because only he is meeting himself, time standing still in a divine lila. We see his eyes and his smile, we see his humour and we feel his presence. 
This morning I woke up and he was there.
I am able to remember him without distraction, keep him in mind, the separation gone.
Knowing that only he is. And we are part of it in the big picutre of being everything, so who is the experiencer, it is him only and our projection of who we are in the observer. 
There are two levels, and you and I are we and we are both 'that', and when they meet there is only experience and that is also that, him only. We are just watching.