Baba is love. That he told me, how I looked ... his wonderful love, making me feel good, feels like tenderness and thinking of him makes happy.
Ex blamed all others for his own mistakes, making himself feel better. Misery seeks company. What a poor state of mind, but he thinks he is a Baba devote. He has not even understood the ABC of Baba, and Baba told him in the dream, 'you really don't know my heart'.
But he goes on finding faults with others, instead of looking at himself and what he has done to himself by going the path of least effort.
But of course, if there is no love, there is no love.
For sure such a person cannot take it, if someone else he knows is in love, because it makes him feel miserable, so he has to destroy and question it as fast as possible.
Telling him about Baba would challenge the state created by Baba, because he would for sure try to destroy it.
He has no self-control, no self awareness and no respect, it is all guided by some background not aware motivation and when he can harm and make himself feel better, he does it, because it feels like temporary success, as he doesn't want to be a failure.
But he is not aware of it, he thinks he is a nice guy, he has no self-control at all. He is not a Baba devote, but an American mind, and he is not awake enough to realize the difference.
What makes him feel helpless, that he fights because it is the American way to feel in power and not weak, to be a notion of a deluded success.
But love makes helpless, so if we don't get aware of it, no way out. It is a state of helplessness to love someone and not being able to change anything, with all money and yearning in the world, we cannot heal or make the loved one stay. We have to be able to live with it, to bear the pain, not run away in mind games to make oneself temporary feel better, more powerful, destroying the value which love has, looking at it open minded.
Afterwards we can only look back at the debris, instead of cultivating the garden of the heart, the weeds grew high and the flowers are no more. And for what? For a succsess which is no success, it is in reality failure.
Of course, he would never agree with that, as he thinks highly of himself and that would be for sure a point of arguing again, no peace possible, no base for a marriage.
Seen out of that light, coming back to Baba, there was no shakti as it was there when I left, he was sorry for all the work done and gone.
Life with my ex in the West has destroyed that energy in no time and even perverted it, nothing but unaware and sick Western attitude. In that sense, I came back to him also as empty Western shoe. For sure not the energy flow which was there before.
One thing is certain, my ex has successfully destroyed whatever Baba had established. Baba had to heal it, there was nothing left, not even the memory of it. So in that sense, the West is everything else but successful, nothing but an empty Western shoe, no real values, no real success, nothing but emptiness and illusion.
Following the inner master to get there again, where it had been, when I left him, to get back to the energy flow to get on a level of immortality.
He had that unity established, but I was not aware of it, I had to get aware of it.
It looked like a horseshoe, it went down and up again.
Great was the picture of Krishna and Balarma in that immortal background, when getting aware of roots in an immortal lila and an innocent unity of brothers in the past yuga, it is of breathtaking beauty.
It is rare in life that we can make someone happy, it is that stupid to ruin life instead of just trying to make others happy.
But he goes on finding faults with others, instead of looking at himself and what he has done to himself by going the path of least effort.
But of course, if there is no love, there is no love.
For sure such a person cannot take it, if someone else he knows is in love, because it makes him feel miserable, so he has to destroy and question it as fast as possible.
Telling him about Baba would challenge the state created by Baba, because he would for sure try to destroy it.
He has no self-control, no self awareness and no respect, it is all guided by some background not aware motivation and when he can harm and make himself feel better, he does it, because it feels like temporary success, as he doesn't want to be a failure.
But he is not aware of it, he thinks he is a nice guy, he has no self-control at all. He is not a Baba devote, but an American mind, and he is not awake enough to realize the difference.
What makes him feel helpless, that he fights because it is the American way to feel in power and not weak, to be a notion of a deluded success.
But love makes helpless, so if we don't get aware of it, no way out. It is a state of helplessness to love someone and not being able to change anything, with all money and yearning in the world, we cannot heal or make the loved one stay. We have to be able to live with it, to bear the pain, not run away in mind games to make oneself temporary feel better, more powerful, destroying the value which love has, looking at it open minded.
Afterwards we can only look back at the debris, instead of cultivating the garden of the heart, the weeds grew high and the flowers are no more. And for what? For a succsess which is no success, it is in reality failure.
Of course, he would never agree with that, as he thinks highly of himself and that would be for sure a point of arguing again, no peace possible, no base for a marriage.
Seen out of that light, coming back to Baba, there was no shakti as it was there when I left, he was sorry for all the work done and gone.
Life with my ex in the West has destroyed that energy in no time and even perverted it, nothing but unaware and sick Western attitude. In that sense, I came back to him also as empty Western shoe. For sure not the energy flow which was there before.
One thing is certain, my ex has successfully destroyed whatever Baba had established. Baba had to heal it, there was nothing left, not even the memory of it. So in that sense, the West is everything else but successful, nothing but an empty Western shoe, no real values, no real success, nothing but emptiness and illusion.
Following the inner master to get there again, where it had been, when I left him, to get back to the energy flow to get on a level of immortality.
He had that unity established, but I was not aware of it, I had to get aware of it.
It looked like a horseshoe, it went down and up again.
Great was the picture of Krishna and Balarma in that immortal background, when getting aware of roots in an immortal lila and an innocent unity of brothers in the past yuga, it is of breathtaking beauty.
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