<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 01:58:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>HumanRemodeling</title><description>Reflections of a Licensed Massage Therapist: 

healing arts, massage, bodywork, aromatherapy, shiatsu, hawaiian lomilomi, nutrition, spirituality, metaphysics, Native lifestyle, Nature, and God.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/blogger.html</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-9181660327386218873</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-05T15:58:47.661-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>womens rights</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>business</category><title>Women in workforce</title><description>Milica on the 9-5 lifestyle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are cases pro and con women in business and esp technology, medical and law - professions that earn good money and/or have a certain "power". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's normal - those who have power want to keep it, and those who don't, want to get in the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, we want the pro-women attitude. Actually, to be more specific: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we want is PRO-COMPETENCY attitude, regardless of who that is - they could be any gender, race, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we want to change the attitude too. If "being dedicated to one's career" means slaving away 80hrs per week in some office, going mandatory golfing/whatever afterwards and on weekends, and commuting 2 hrs to work, then no thanks. "Career oriented" is just a buzz word to brainwash people into working long hours for someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to have some evenings at home with my family and I still want some hobbies and exercise. I want to work 40 hrs per week. And I'd like to work, not spend time chatting politics and other nonsense. I want to work and go home and have my own time and freedom. That's the career that I would consider desirable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If women are not going to get gray hairs sitting in that office for 80hrs per week and doing politics and going to play golf etc afterwards, then they are quite normal, honestly. The men who are doing that are quite abnormal, imo. They are getting heart attacks for the corporate sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Response:&lt;br /&gt;   I actually DO want to work 60 – 80 hour weeks – because I WANT to and NOT because I feel like I HAVE to. I want the 40 hours of base requirement to be fairly regularly scheduled so that I can also have other activities that I am committed to, whether they include hobbies, exercise, organizations, classes, or my favorite sit –com (don’t have one for real) followed by a nice bubble-bath (do take those for real). The remaining hours should be simply because there are extra things I want to do or learn about at work because I am excited by what I do. Actually, my current situation fills that pretty well most of the time. What a nice thing to realize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Response from Milica:&lt;br /&gt;Congrats if you found the job that is so interesting that it fills in your time to your satisfaction for 60-80hrs per week, and seems like,  pays well too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people do those long hours but without really being enthused about it. That's why office workers talk about "sneaking out of the office at 6pm without feeling guilty and condemnde by others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point was that today "career" means HAVING TO work long hours 80hr per week, and then going golfing/drinking/whatever  aferwards; (often, too, business travel, and almost no maternity time.)&lt;br /&gt;For example, my old company required us to play tv rugby  (or however it is called) on Saturdays, to "bond" us employees. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the point I was making is this definition of "career" is pretty lopsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense, but if someone doesn't have a personal life, they are not the most creative and common-sense, practical real life worker. Also, as a human being, if they don't have a life, they are unbalanced. Also, their family life and kids are going to suffer. Families and other "love" relationships, esp. kids, do require spending time together, no questions about it. The old image of daddy coming home late tired is just not a good image for the daddy concept. If now mommy starts coming home late too, and tired, then - say hi to the drugs, teenage pregnancies, divorces, and a lot of unhappy kids and their teachers. We already live that reality today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, not having extra obligations, like family, leaves one extra time - so if one is happy to work, why not. &lt;br /&gt;Also, being truly exceptional DOES require "100hrs" per week, it is not possible to become an Olympic athlete or a CEO if you are working 40hrs and going home afterwards and never traveling and never going on maternity leave. &lt;br /&gt;However - it should be the choice of those who are INTERESTED in having this lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where does it leave a woman in technology is a good question. Having these "ideals" of what "career" should be like is just getting obsolete, imo.  Our  unconscious images of "career" are images of tired gray-haired men coming home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should be able to make our own images and lifes, so that everyone can contribute how they can and want.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2009/01/women-in-workforce.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-7845337319297140032</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 07:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-03T21:34:28.764-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>churchianity</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>references</category><title>Churchianity references</title><description>The "christian" issue has been researched. How "christians" think and how they behave and what it does. I read "Lost Christianity" and "Why can't we be good" by Jacob Needleman, "Gifts of Desert" and "Magus of Strovolus" by Kiriakos, and "Putting on the Mind of Christ" by Jim Marion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim marion's book is probably the first reading for those who haven't really thought about the issue, because it describes the various levels of consciousness, i.e. how "christians" think and why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has some deeper truths too. But it doesn't tell you how to get there. &lt;br /&gt;The even deeper stuff is in Needleman's books.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2009/01/churchianity-references.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-6273087796600771000</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 07:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-03T21:30:34.386-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>healing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dance</category><title>West African music</title><description>Check out movement and later sound,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://westafricandance.com/  click on "bio" then scroll down to see the movement in slow motion. Notice the smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lebagatae.com/  and    http://www.lebagatae.com/Store1.html# click on "see preview 1"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0YlDR_cLHYg and this is what it looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.afrikandjeli.net/AfrikanDrumandDance.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West African Natives have a very ingrained musical tradition tied to healing, "djeli" families are responsible for oral passing of tradition, music, storytelling, and peacemaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hanging out with several of those Natives lately and playing drums and dancing, and there is a definite and very pronounced healing effect and community building. These are very very traditional moves and rhythms, very ancient, and they are designed to "do" something and they do - they somehow put you in a higher state and thus heal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africans drum and sing and dance with everything - someone drums when they work the fields, when they fish, for initiations, etc. Not to mention the aerobic workout, sense of movement, presence, concentration, relaxation, freedom in the body, etc. Westerners often think it is great for drum circles and shaking one's butt sexy, but that is soooo off the mark, and this African music just recalibrates us Westerners to being normal again and functional within a community. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, this "art part" is a very crucial part of Native living, a magical part.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now a lot of West Africa is staying home jobless and just getting drunk on home-made beer. What Africa has to offer is priceless and we need to somehow learn it while there are a few keepers left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried all kinds of music and dance, but West African has something pure and undiluted, because it is completely illogical and forces you think about each and every step. Also, it is completely free of any games, pretenses, etc, just joy of dancing and being alive and connected to Earth. Belly dancing should be like that too, but it is often reduced to the level of sex entertainment and/or has an attitude of trying the engage the audience and keep them captivated, i.e. it becomes emotionally charged drama and ego food. West African is not sexy at all although it has a lot of pelvic moves and is sexy, but the moves are done with pelvis like they would be done with an arm or head, all body parts are EQUAL. It is very ... Earthy and very One. Also, the emotion is neutral, it is sheer joy. There is no dramas, no games, nothing. Just joy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Sacred and Something That Builds Community is hidden in that music and dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I encourage you to explore it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to wish for these very precious ancient art keepers sincere wishes to succeed and pass the knowledge. These are Native people in charge of what  might be one of the few left truly ancient healing things. Please respect and support them and help them Teach.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2009/01/west-african-music.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-8637603856531085006</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 07:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-01T21:21:46.234-10:00</atom:updated><title>Living Native</title><description>Today I was on the beach and going home when my friend called to tell me that she wasn't coming to our meeting. Since she had the keys to the meeting room, we couldn't get in... So I rushed home to get everyone's numbers to call them asap. And I was upset at this irresponsible "friend". I was going to call her back and bitch about it but her phone was busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed home. I heard a little voice that said that my cell phone was not secured in my backpack, and - I ignored it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked about 100 ft and then reached for the cell phone to call, and the phone wasn't there. I left my bag, went back, looking through the sand, no phone. Then I went back again, this time asking other beach goers if they saw it, and looking at the water. One woman told me the waves came high in the last few minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked more carefully into the water, and saw - a piece of plastic bag or something like that? floating around, something yellow and blue, very bright colors. I looked again, and it was a bright yellow fish with blue stripes, it had the shape of angel fish (i.e. triangular body and a long nose). It swam very very close to the shore, just a few inches from the shore. I HAVE NEVER SEEN ONE BEFORE on that beach, and certainly not so close. I ran after the fish to see it better but it was gone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I remembered to take this as a sign, and I went back where I first saw the fish and ... my phone was right there, in the sand, under water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone got soaked wet and doesn't work yet. Maybe it never will. But at least *I have it so I don't have to cancell my service, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the fish. A messenger from God. Thanks! I say to the Ocean and to God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way of doing things is Native. We just follow the signs from God. God is smart, He knows everything and He wants us well, so taking His hints is the best way to go.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2009/01/living-native.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-7365686966062699306</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-31T09:11:35.809-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>subliminal messaging</category><title>Subliminal messaging</title><description>This is the letter I sent to Mozilla today: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main screen of Mozilla has, in the right upper corner, several happy looking peace doves flying out of a gun. That is a blatant advertisement for war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it is not possible to make peace using violence and guns, so the very idea of connecting peace doves and guns is faulty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, this image of happy peace doves flying out of guns is a plain advertisement for war. So far, this "peace making war" has cost American citizens 11 trillion dollars of their own money, taxpayer money, plus a lot more in lost business here in the USA, the whole economy has been brought down. Some people profited by supplying the troops and whatever else can be profited from war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be better to take off that image asap, because it is obviously out of times already. Have you noticed how little yellow stickers on cars supporting the troops are already gone? Scarcely anyone has them anymore. At first almost every car had them - until the 11 trillion bill plus broken economy has completely wiped out any enthusiasm for war.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/subliminal-messaging.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-6341223044817364162</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 23:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-23T13:53:45.252-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>churchianity</category><title>advice from Yogananda</title><description>I talked with a nun from Self Realization Fellowship, Yogananda's people, and I described this churchian case. She very correctly diagnosed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said: avoid any contact with this person. Any contact with him just increases the hurt feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly how it is. Any contact with him does increase the hurt feelings. Because he is roothless, cruel, and arrongantly selfish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This good christian is a nazi, really. To believe that people are going to hell because they are not born again christians is very very fashist. Even the logical mind of an adult should detect that something is very wrong with that. It just sounds contrary to any common sense.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/advice-from-yogananda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-6563406536528460055</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 23:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-24T00:25:51.127-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>churchianity</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>addiction</category><title>Study of churchianity addiction</title><description>After thinking and styduing the phenomena of churchianity and the addiction it makes, it is very clear it is completely suitable and populated by very immature people - immature spiritual beliefs and immature in "regular" life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churchians interpret everything as rules, and rules in the physical. If the Bible says "Jesus" then it is the actual person Jesus. It is not the Christ Consciousness. God smacks you if you disobey the rules, and rewards you if you are a good boy/girl. And the beliefs about "christians" being the only ones that are "saved" are plain fashist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't really matter what you do with OTHER PEOPLE. What other people think does not matter because it is just other people, not God. So if you treat others badly, then - well - too bad. If it is something really really bad, then say a prayer, ask for forgiveness from God, and MOVE ON. No questions asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, it is not ok to be happy. Christians have to suffer. It is required to ponder how God is coming to get you and smack your ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does all this look like in a person's life? Let me give you an example of how "loving good christians" actually live. There are a lot worse examples than this one, since loving good christians go to war, kill others, had slaves, etc. all in the name of christian love. &lt;br /&gt;The following example shows what it looks like in "regular" peaceful life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this devout good christian tells me he loves me so much he cannot live without me. His behavior doesn't really show it, though - he is incapable of relating, giving attention to me or listening or being present even for a short time; the only thing he can do is be in total control and he bails every time you ask him difficult questions. In short: a spoiled, selfish brat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a party pooper - cannot be happy for any amount of time. We'd go walk on the beach, and he'd be all worried about God and what wrong he did and totally incapable of even having a conversation with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he claims he loves me and cannot live without me. Meanwhile, he is living without me quite fine. He bailed when I asked him some difficult questions about his religion, he proudly stated he is sticking to it! and I have never seen any trace of him for months. Furthermore, he turned his bail into a medal-giving occasion, since he proudly defended his faith and was feeling very good about himself. He told me that he suffered for one weekend, but asked God to take care of it, and then his life picked up and is very exciting, full of charitable projects. He is a "good influence" where he lives. Never mind that he took about 1 second to bail from the relationship that he so wanted - he was claiming he wanted to marry me. From wanting to marry me to forgetting me in 1 second is rather a stretch, isn't it? But christians can do it. They can and do deny and lie. Their church teaches them to maintain good facade at any cost, denial and lies are ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that he did remember me recently - for a short time, while driving at work to another site. He saw nude Jannifer Anniston on yahoo news, which got him thinking about freedom - he was schocked that little kids can see this person, how dare she be so immoral?! - and then he was thinking where he is free and where he isn't, and in all that thinking, he somehow remembered me and thought about me for a short while in the car. As soon as he got out of the car, he forgot about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This good christian had no qualms about telling me all this, into my face. He described all the details, and concluded that he really never put any effort to have the relationship with me. Good morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step is rather educational too. He said all this, but never appologized. Actually, he dragged me into the conversation about how can J. ANniston dare do such immoral things??? I was just appaled. I bitterly complained - wow, that's how much you took me seriously and valued me, to bail without any consideration and then to ocassionally think in the car by some random chance ....  That's not love at all. And now you are busy pondering if J. Anniston is moral or not, and even have the guts to drag me into that moral dilemma of yours. YOU DO NOT VALUE ME ONE BIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy could not even appologize for saying this, not to mention actually doing it, thinking it, believing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      HE COULD NOT APPOLOGIZE. There is no shame in him, *** whatsoever ***.&lt;br /&gt;A "human being" without any shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, he yelled at me, telling me to get lost and stop complaining. Yes, this good christian yelled at me, telling me I am just causing trouble and unnecessarily bugging him with stupid stuff, and he never appologized for what he did. This same person that started the J. Anniston talk with how much he loved me, and proceeded to discuss how he didn't really think about me, and ended stating that he doesn't want to do anything to do with me because it is just too much trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - this is your picture of how "good christians" work. They are the same like a drug user. They have no shame, no remorse, nothing. They are so dulled into thinking they are saved and that's it, nothing else to do. They are arrogant because they are special, they are the chosen people. THEY HAVE NO SHAME. They will ditch you as soon as their ass is on line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you see a "good christian", RUN. Run for your life. Unless you are one of them, in which case it will all be fine. Two asleep people will sack each other just like asleep people do.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/study-of-churchianity-addiction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-5914740160515613350</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 06:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-22T20:13:23.927-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>artic wolf</category><title>artic wolf</title><description>I am sitting on the beach, reading my book, and suddenly a HUMONGOUS white dog shows up from behind some rocks. A huge huge thing, looking like a german shephard but double in size, and with smaller, more narrow head like a fox, and with slim waist and pronounced chest like a hound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This huge white apparition comes running to me, and as I am sitting, he is practically towering over me. I wasn't scared, there was something well behaved about him. He sniffed me from a small distance and ran away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His owner came after and said it was an artic wolf, domesticated since puppy.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/artic-wolf.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-7490854923692040950</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 07:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T21:49:42.295-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>RAR</category><title>RAR files</title><description>http://www.rarlab.com/rar/wrar380.exe</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/rar-files.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-2703624909603743859</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 07:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T21:49:20.302-10:00</atom:updated><title>speaking native language as a foreign language</title><description>I've been speaking English for the last 20 years, and very little of Serbian. Now, I don't really speak English 100%, and I am not terribly fluent in Serbian either :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest boyfriend was a red neck from small town Minnesota, and hanging out with him was extremely educational - brought me back to reality: I am a foreigner. And always will be. Which is ok with me. I feel at home in Hawaii. It is very diverse here and I am just one more flavor in the soup. Yummy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;htela bih da procitam Gurdjieff books na srpskom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malo sam se dopisivala sa njihovom G leaderkom Jasnom S i malo je cudno kako se sve to kaze na srpskom - na primer, Work je Rad. I uopste kako se ona izjasnjava - srpski je nakako bodljikav.... I malo mi je cudan, jer nekako sad "vidim sta je pisac hteo da kaze" i onda je nekako sve promenjeno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tj ranije na srpskom mi mnoge stvari nisu bile jasne, nesto bih osetila ali nisam mogla da "nadjem" u recima sta je to. Na engleskom je mnogo jasnije. A sad i na srpskom - zato sto vise nisam totalno fluentna, tj: NISAM TOTALNO NA AUTOMATIC PILOT i moram da pazim - pa onda primetim... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nacin na koji je jasna nesto govorila srpski je bio kao da mi je govorila  na  nekom stranom jeziku.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========&lt;br /&gt;Translated to English: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. later :)</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/speaking-native-language-as-foreign.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-5946473648291650763</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 07:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T21:42:26.576-10:00</atom:updated><title>lassie is coming back home: Born Again meets Jehova's witness</title><description>I asked some difficult questions about fundamentalist christianity to my wannabe friend who belongs in that club. I just asked what kind of god is it that segregates, keeps you in check with fear, etc. He responded by scolding me for blasphemy and stopping any contact with me. Seems to me like he was feeling very proud, like old fashioned christians who were thrown to lions, like he deserved a gold medal for exemplary behavior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after about a month, I get a Xmass card from him saying what a wonderful home I have etc etc etc. He sent the card because he felt "something warm in his heart" and "he always thought Xmass was special". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In translation: life in my house is very healing, because I am dedicated to Inner Work and Healing, and it is nice to hang out around that. It is Loving, it is True, it is Real. It made my cat from a scaredy dirty mangy stray into a gorgeous tiger. I can pet that cat now, and she likes it. I just shower her with love. It is very very unlike his churchianity, in fact, totally opposite. Maybe he is beginning to realize that such nice places are actually precious and happen because of some principles that are worth investigating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially after this Born Again met a Jehovas Witness. He thought that the Jehova's Witness was a moron. But their beliefs are approximately the same.... it's the same brand of fear-based churchianity.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/lassie-is-coming-back-home-born-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-9218239260198783909</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 09:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-08T23:21:57.718-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>bliss</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>ukulele</category><title>ukulele is happy</title><description>My ears fell off with the big african drums, so I reached for something more quiet and serene in the evenings. &lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing the teeny weeny ukulele on the beach. Talk about bliss! Ukulele sounds just heavenly. It is a feeling of total joy. The music that comes out of it is just delightful. I am enjoying it more than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't touch it for more than a year, and yet - I play it better than ever. Hawaiian music is also "off" and it is very challenging to learn the right rhythm, but it is also very educational and fun. I love it. It is similar to african music and what I learned in african about rhythm is helping.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/ukulele-is-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-2097316987179497477</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 23:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-08T22:56:09.646-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>churchianity</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>love</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>christianity</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>accountability</category><title>the "christian" idea of love: if you don't do what I tell you, you are going to hell</title><description>This is how so-called "christians" handle their life:&lt;br /&gt;since Jesus has paid for my sins and pitched in for my salvation, I am fine, I am on the way to salvation. My membership in Heaven is ensured. I just need to kinda follow the rules given in Bible, but of course I will be messing up. Things that I mess up routinely I will just deny and ignore so that I can continue living comfortably. As long as I pretend to be "good", I am fine. When I mess up so bad that I notice it, I just beg the Lord for forgiveness so that he doesn't smack my butt and then I move on feeling at peace. The Lord will take care of cleaning up after me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is what it looks applied to real life: a man claims that he loves me and cannot live without me. When I confront him with the above childish views, in literally 1 millisecond he bails out of any dealing with me, and leaves feeling proud that he "defended his religion." Then he says a prayer and leaves it up to the Lord. Then he has "one bad weekend" and by next Tuesday his life is "exciting" and "full of projects". He is very proud that he is a "positive influence, bettering people's lives", and he even goes to the extent of organizing a healing center where I can work, he "envisions me working there" so he will "prove to me how worthy he is." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all coockoo, isn't it? But this is a "christian" in action - focused on the externals, never internal; never looking in, never in the NOW. Always afraid and worried about if they are going to hell or not. Always messing up and feeling guilty, never fixing anything but instead trying to externally do "good deeds." Well - how can anyone do good deeds if they are not solidly connected within? How can one tell what are good deeds and what are not? At the end, it just creates more mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I complained to this person that he never examined himself to see what happened and what role he played in it and how he actually treats his religion - as a convenient excuse allowing him to always do as he pleases. He actually saw it, maybe in the first time in his life, how he just brushes everything off and moves on WITHOUT ANY ACCOUNTABILITY. Thus he keeps on repeating the same stuff over and over and then wonders 30 yrs later how come he never changed and how come his life is not what he thought it should have been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No accountability is the lure of the churchianism. It is the teaching based on fear - **** if you don't do what I tell you, you are going to hell. **** The threat is highly unverifiable, very ambiguous and very spookey. It is the boogeyman threat. Then there is the promise of something good that again comes later and is unverifiable - the Heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the only thing you need to do in order to assure membership in this elitist club is to just PRETEND that you are following the rules and being "good." There are no instructions as to how to reconcile the reality how we ARE and the unreasonably high demands of how we SHOULD be. So "christians" just plain ignore it and deny it. It is typical to go on doing charitable works, meanwhile killing each other, having terrible relationships, fallen families, destroying Nature, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this particular person, who didn't speak with his own kids out of bitterness, for MORE THAN 10 YEARS. He was never bothered about it until we met. I was appaled and kicked his butt to approach his kids, now adults, and try to establish communication. There was this person who was so in love with me! but couldn't speak with his own children?? Something was fishy about his idea of "love," wasn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for more than 10 years, this person is plainly violating any "christian laws and principles" but he is attending church, praying every day, and he FEELS THAT HE HAS A DEEP AND GENUINE CONNECTION WITH "THE LORD".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is: WHAT KIND OF GOD IS THAT? A god that allows major abuse for 10 years but doesn't allow the person to look at his religion even for a millisecond is a rather false god, with small g. It is definitely not THE God, the One, the Allmightty, His Endlessness, The Absolute, The Great Creator, The Great Mystery, the All And Everything. The One that everything is made out of. THERE IS NOTHING ELSE BUT GOD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That God weeps every time we are unkind and lose an opportinity to love and show our love. That God loves us truly and requires certain discipline, so that we can behave in accordance with our Instructions. IT TAKES EFFORT TO REALLY LOVE. It takes personal work, accountability, self responsibility. In short, Inner Work. Which requires regular meditation and prayer, some good guide(s) and a clear set of instructions as to how to approach it. Not a trivial task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churchianity just stops any of that. Because people are not given any tools as to how to really approach life, but are held up to some really high standards and threatened with fear and guilt, churchianity stuns anything higher that might be in us. It keeps a person very small, weak, and immature. It keeps a person stuck in fear and irresponsibility. That serves evil, doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other ways to achieve the same thing - they are all called addictions. For example, another person I know goes out partying and has fun, and then has different lovers every several months. How is that different than churchianity? It's not, it is the SAME thing - living an asleep life and trying to make it as comfortable as possible by avoiding any Inner Work whatsoever.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/christian-idea-of-love-if-you-dont-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-5807589483052919519</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-03T02:41:09.901-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>West African</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>party</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>healing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><title>West African party!</title><description>Come and dance your heart out! Very healing, very workout, and very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://humanremodeling.com/uploaded_images/african-flyer-724074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://humanremodeling.com/uploaded_images/african-flyer-724070.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/12/party.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-6276422864848124623</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 09:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-27T00:01:35.705-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>West African</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>healing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><title>West African music</title><description>is healing - that's all I can say. There is a famous teacher here now, giving drum and dance classes, and it is amazing. That music just does something wonderful (of course if you let it...) and letting is requires being alert yet relaxed and kinda letting the music guide you through your body and senses (higher senses too), it is like meditation in movement. Like true martial arts, in some ways.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/west-african-music.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-2970790327723873661</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-26T12:17:26.094-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>meditation</category><title>meditation</title><description>Meditation is cool! or better yet, it is WARM :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happens and there is a sense of peace and joy, and glowing inside. A little smile shows up. It is lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it doesn't make the problems go away :) sorry :) they are still there and they are still bugging. And yet, there is a sense that in essence everything is ok and will be worked out, and a sense of deep GRATITUDE and Oneness for ... whatever - being alive, being a part of the One, ... A sense of awe, of appreciation, of Being Plugged In.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are dubious: &lt;br /&gt;There is a sense of trust - as long as I do my part and follow the trail, I will be led to whatever I need to be led to. &lt;br /&gt;if I do my part: EVERYTHING THAT IS MINE WILL COME TO ME.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/meditation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-5777740819439200108</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 09:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-25T23:33:22.872-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NMT</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>shiatsu</category><title>shiatsu works!</title><description>COntinuing to work on the client who has fused neck vertebra and fused low back vertebra (I think 5,6 cervical and 4,5 lumbar, he wasn't sure himself but just showed me the area) and a serious shoulder/neck/ribs injury that left him living 10 yrs on pain killers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing to work using plain old SHIATSU. I have tried all techniques I know on this guy and plain old shiatsu works the best.... Because we move along meridians, that's my educated guess. We are following certain patterns and restoring balance in an organized way. Myofascial release in an organized way, so everything goes back into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some spots on him are SO tight that I am basicaly doing NMT along a meridian... For example, heart protector in the arms - the connection between arm and shoulder is SO TIGHT, it is like a piece of cement, and I can really dig my elbow in there - yes! elbow into a yin meridian! - and keep on moving along that ropey area. Eventually it softens...</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/shiatsu-works_25.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-7974955685645572753</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 07:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-23T21:23:10.635-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>nature</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>healing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>endagered species</category><title>monk seal on the beach</title><description>There was an adult monk seal on the beach in the neighborhood this evening. Kids came to check on it, it was just layung down in front of the huge apartment building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a relatively young woman (in her 30s) came out and practically sat on the seal - perhaps about 20 ft away... The seal lay there for a very short time, then started going into water. I saw a flash from the woman... Later she defended herself saying that the seal went away on its own and the flash was from a cell phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, yet another stupid "tourist". Tourist on Earth - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't this person know that wildlife doesn't like being encroached upon and definitely does not like any techno gizmos that flash and/or make noise? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need more Earth education, for sure. People need to learn to be stewards of the Earth and its life. It is healing for everyone. It helps provide living environment for everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids came back to check on the seal and were so disappointed that the seal was gone. Yes .... Hope the seal is safe. Often they get to the shore because sharks chase them, or the waves are too much, or....</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/monk-seal-on-beach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-4978585334106025787</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 07:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-16T22:02:11.944-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>churchianity</category><title>a study into churchianity</title><description>A thing that is very interesting to me now is this "christian" species. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The religious guy who was after me was swearing to "love me more than anything" and that he "couldn't live without me." Well, after a few probing questions about Bible and Jesus and that whole deal, he bailed out in literally 1 second saying that that was more important to him than anything. Well.... so be it. It is rather interesting that for years he claims one thing is most important, and then it turns out that something else has been most important - his own ass, fearing hell and eagerly anticipating heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing that someone can feel such a great love for someone/something one day and nothing the next day, isn't it? Also, that the person is "moving along just fine" after they bailed. And that the person believes that he is totally washed clean and started anew without even a trace of thinking about me, the object of previously oh so high love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you wonder what those "christians" consider to be love. It seems to be just a bunch of words without any feeling or committment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this idea that he is washed clean and is not even thinking about me. That's even more telling. Seems like christians live by the law of denial too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, isn't it? By studying this one specimen, we are gaining a great insight into the whole group of people who call themselves "christian." These people vote, they make decisions, they own, they earn money, they raise children, .... They create a very scary, fake world that is really a hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have become an expert on possessions and addictions, seems like. I have never seen anything like this. Well of course I have - people who like to drink, junkies, womanizers/mennazers (or whatever it is called), permanently jobless living with parents, permanently parents' kids, partiers, fashion addicts, permanently traveling, etc etc. I just haven't met this particular kind of addiction before. Now I have seen it. Wow, this one is quite one of the worst, actually, because this guy actually has no heart whatsoever, just a little juke box that plays one tune he learned in church and that he keeps on parroting, while meanwhile he does whatever he wants, stepping all over others and being selfish and cruel. And he votes - for anti gay marriages, for .... This kind is really one of the worst because it holds jobs and has money and arrogantly and self centerdly votes - for cruelty, denial, segregation, etc etc and all under the pretense of being "good."</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/study-into-churchianity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-6582103611552137629</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 03:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-16T19:56:55.922-10:00</atom:updated><title>unsubscribe</title><description>A fundamentalist christian tried to persuade me that churchianity and Inner Work are compatible. They are not.  To everyone trying to wake up, there is nothing real in "christianity" as practiced by western church, and so be it. Also, this is not a place that pracices "a little bit of that and a little bit of this". It is entirely impossible to mix and match teachings that put us asleep with teachings that try to wake us up. One has to go either one or the other way, and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that the main thing for a churchian to see is that churchianity puts us to sleep. Probably that is the most difficult part to see, because it shatters some rosey glasses illusions that 'christians' like to have about themselves - how "good" they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can be 'good' until they Work on themselves to have enough cosciousness to actually be able to do the right thing - sometimes. It's a lot harder than it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, looking back, at some point I also believed I was "good." That was a very very long time ago ... before I learned to observe myself. We are not good at all. We are a bag of negative emotions and bad habits that is covering up what is truly good. To dig up the gold under the mud, takes a lot of work - it is like diamonds, they are burried deep deep deep.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/unsubscribe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-3881656437266066067</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 02:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-16T17:09:56.282-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>payoff</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>practice</category><title>payoffs</title><description>A long time ago, I was an atheist and 'very normal'. I did believe in some kind of intelligent Universe but the idea of God to me was related to church only. Then I got sick and that led me to start exploring metaphysical stuff. Then I ran into Paramahansa Yogananda and Course in Miracles and started warming up to the idea of God as an Intelligent Being that runs the whole show and that is accessible by personal efforts. All that stuff was helping me, it was good. One day a miniature Jesus showed up to "wash my insides" and help me heal, and he was so infectiosly joyful and so good natured that I let him. And I was better from that. From then on, I started officially saying I believed in God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I was basically some kind of new-agian :) Until I started searching for something more Real and by pure chance ran into Gourdjieff work. I didn't trust G work one bit, it was all new, but the G leader had "something-mischivious-around-his-nose" that only Those Who Know have, so I stuck around and asked zillions of questions and drilled and grilled the G leader, who patiently answered all my inquiries and challenges. And  I was better from all that and finally made a decision to adopt G work into my life. And after only about 6 years, I am definitely better because of it, a completely different person. A lot more mature and happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same with Paramahansa Yogananda - I really liked him but sat on the fence about adopting him as my guru. Until I had some major life changes to do, and he led me through all of it, and then I begun to trust him. My life has been so much better because of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we have our fundamentalist churchian example: he becomes Born Again when he is 20, his life becomes much better compared to what it was (because he was just doing street brawls up until then), he joins in and starts practicing, then he goes insane for about 3 years because he tries to sleep with his girlfriend unmarried and that's NO according to church - you go to hell for that! etc etc - so he marries, etc and he lives this "prim and proper" church life and his life takes a dive down for THIRTY YEARS. When I found him, he was bitterly divorced, hasn't been talking to his own children for at least 10 years, was doing some criminal stuff that should have gotten him into jail, lived as a hermit, all unkempt, and was basically violently insane. A very immature, selfish, low consciousness, crazy person. I nursed him back to health as a friend for some long time, and he got better - and yet - he still chose his church stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why someone would practice something that benefits them. But to practice something that clearly drags you down and kills you, that is a mystery. The church  must be very very good at brainwashing and manipulation to be creating such zombies. While he is getting more and more dead inside, he is still happy because he believes he is going to heaven for sure, and that he is avoiding hell, which he is very very afraid off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a man who is so afraid of jumping into the cliff and so happy that one day someone will come to bring him the rope to take him accross, that he is not even noticing that a lion is eating him alive on the edge of that cliff while he is waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is under some kind of spell. Someone gave him drugs and he took it. He is in a dreamlike state, he cannot see anything except pictures in his own head, and he just smiles to something imaginary that only he can see.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/payoffs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-7771302922045616060</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 18:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-16T08:21:34.913-10:00</atom:updated><title>local customers in Hawaii are bad</title><description>No wonder people think that locals here in Hawaii are bozos. Because some are. Combination of no education with certain traits of local culture produces something quite off. "Local" is any combination of Polynesian, Philipino, Japanese, and caucasian. Someone who was born and raised here and probably never traveled outside of the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night (Saturday) I got a phone call at 9:15pm. A local guy named Puno from Hauula found my number in the paper and called me to get a massage appointment, because his lower back was hurting. I asked him why he didn't call earlier in the day? It turns out he was in a car accident 3 days ago. He was from a town 45 mins away. He was willing to come in at 10pm and pay for a hotel overnight. Then he asked me if I would drive out there, he'd set up a tent for me. I said no way, but come tomorrow early, like ... 7am. He said ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday morning, I get a phone call at 6:15am, this guy is about 20 mins from my home and is coming. The strange thing is that he was 20 mins away from my home BUT IN OPPOSITE DIRECTION than his town - he said he was "visiting some relatives". Strange. Anyways, I say, ok, you can come, just call me just before you come so that I know (earlier than 7am requires being prepared! in my case). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never showed up. I called him at 7:15am to see where he was and he said that he was "running a little late." After that, he didn't even answer his phone anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the third local customer who does this. They are weird.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/local-customers-in-hawaii-are-bad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-6289112632252112450</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 10:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-15T00:28:51.320-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Cealo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>mom</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>enlightment</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hell</category><title>my mom on Hell and Cealo on enlightment</title><description>I mistakenly tried to go out with a fundamentalist "christian", the kind that believes in "Jesus only", "bible verbatim" and if you obey those rules, you are a child of God and you to Heaven, otherwise you are NOT a child of God and you go to Hell. So - he was assuredly on his way to Heaven, no matter how he lived his life now and today - he was "with the program" and his Heaven membership was assured. I, on the other hand, wasn't even a child of god and was destined to hell, according to him. Well, he said that even Dalai Lama, Buddha, and all saints and sages of all religions needed to get a savior in Jesus asap and be saved... because all of them were going to hell too. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's comments: &lt;br /&gt;don't worry about hell, honey, even Hell has been modernized. They quit heating with cauldrons with hot oil, not it's all central heating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please tell your darling: either we go to Heaven or to Hell, but we go together. It's not possible that you go to Heaven and I go to Hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, indeed it is not possible. I had to ditch that bastard strutting his "christianity" and let him continue living in his own hell of trying to pretend going to some fake heaven. His arrogance towards others, attachment to feeling superior, self aggrandization in feeling "special", laziness in totally not trying to live his life NOW in an exemplary way, and this attachment to anticipating pleasure of Heaven and genuine fear for his ass about ending up in Hell and trying to act like a good boy on the surface - at others' people expense - all that was clearly just immaturity and selfishness, crazy garbage to be dropped asap. The guy was totally incapable of love, of opening, of truly feeling, of being honest, of being himself, of accepting others and appreciating EVERYTHING as an expression of God. Only his special clique was to be appreciated - and of course he couldn't even do that. To truly appreciate, one has to be sufficiently open and capable of feeling love, and this guy couldn't - he couldn't give any attention to anything, he coulnd't even pet my cat. That's what "christianity" is today - churchianity, creating zombies with brainwashed minds and as far from real Jesus and real Christianity as possible. It is 100% diametrically opposite of what real Christianity is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend said with a very very sorry tone, looking at me with a note of pity: how did you do that, didn't you know? THose christians are so afraid of going to hell... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I didn't know, I have never met a brainwashed being like that. Now I know. I should have trusted my instincts. There was something scary and evil oozing out of this guy, and that's exactly that - carrying mental knives on All Life, dividing Oneness into "my club" and "not my club" and trying to save his ass at all costs. It just made me feel queezy, it was just such an off tone.... Now I know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom scolded me for not giving up earlier. Sometimes it takes us a while to get wise... There is that song: the son of the preacher man. Those fake christians can talk sweetly and are very very deceiving, actually, I fell pray to that ass kissing and tried to talk about possibly getting together for two months. Finally it dawned on me that it is all in vein, the guy just cannot love and does not love me, not matter what he SAYS, because he ain't DOING what he is saying. Because his whole world view is based on something that keeps him closed off and insane. He simply cannot and never will love, period. Once that illusion of hoping to expreience love was shattered, it was very easy to quietly just drop him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Cealo said about it - he said it much better than I did - although I have no clue how I know this, I just KNOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: November Fullmoon Message from His Holiness Gayuna Sundima Cealo&lt;br /&gt;Date: Nov 12, 2008 3:19 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being connected to each other…&lt;br /&gt;Understanding each other…&lt;br /&gt;Sharing dreams together…&lt;br /&gt;Taking one's own right and true path…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everyone has one's own way.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many entrances to go in.&lt;br /&gt;Comparison makes the state uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;Each one has one's own pace.&lt;br /&gt;It is alright, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, we all reach to the same destination.&lt;br /&gt;Just keep moving on your path and growing your self &lt;br /&gt;as well as you can, smile at the different ones &lt;br /&gt;when you see them at the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayuna Sundima</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/my-mom-on-hell-and-cealo-on-enlightment.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-3189635024252094619</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 09:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-15T00:03:13.598-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>healing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><title>the healing effect of music</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.zworldmusic.com"&gt;Salaam Ensemble&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://naeareastmusic.com"&gt;Souhal Kaspar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lianensemble.com"&gt;Houman Pourmehdi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brahimfribgane.com"&gt;Brahim Fribgane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from the concert by Salaam Ensamble, several middle-eastern musicians of very high caliber. Wow! It was amazing. It touches something inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, the whole experience is not even close to one sitting in a meditation group. I noticed on my way back - I have already forgotten the concert and was pretty much back in the old rut. But after a meditation meeting - no. Something else happens and I am quiet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem by Rumi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it to be done, O Moslems? For I do not recognize myself. &lt;br /&gt;I am neither Christian, nor Jew, nor Gabr, nor Moslem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not of the East, nor of the West, nor of the land, nor of the sea;&lt;br /&gt;I am not of Nature's element, nor of the circling heavens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not of earth, nor of water, nor of air, nor of fire;&lt;br /&gt;I am not of the empyrean, nor of the dust, nor of existence, nor of entity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not of this world, nor of the next, nor of Paradise, nor of Hell;&lt;br /&gt;I am not of Adam, nor of Eve, nor of Eden and Rizwan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Place is the placeless, my trace is the Traceless;&lt;br /&gt;It is neither body nor soul, for I belong to the soul of the Beloved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have put duality away, I have seen that the worlds are one;&lt;br /&gt;One I seek, One I know, One I see, One I call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the first, He is the last, He is the outward, He is the inward;&lt;br /&gt;I know none other except "Y Hi" and "Yan Man Hu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am intoxicated with Lover's cup, the two worlds have passed out of my ken;&lt;br /&gt;I have no business save Carouse and reverly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If once in my life I spent a moment without thee, &lt;br /&gt;From that time and from that hour I repent my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If once in this world I win a moment with thee,&lt;br /&gt;I will trample on both worlds, I will dance in triumph forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Shams Tabrizi, I am so drunken in this world,&lt;br /&gt;That except of drunkeness and reverly I have no tale to tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==== this is actually sung in Persian. Salam Ensamble has recordings of this kind of stuff....</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/healing-effect-of-music.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198995452192229785.post-2312741719942716090</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 08:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-13T23:05:47.308-10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NMT</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>shiatsu</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>western</category><title>shiatsu works!</title><description>I have a client with a severe injury, operations in the neck and lower back and shoulder/neck/head pain that lasted maybe more than 10 yrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He complains about pain in his head/neck. The pain pattern follows ... gall bladder meridian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked on that area using NMT, etc. and it does provide some relief but not enough. I tried Eric Dalton's shoulder protocol and it made the shoulder pop more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight we worked strictly on gall bladder meridian, from the head to the toes. It goes along the side of the body. I used shiatsu and also some rolfing along the tight neck muscles. The guy was very very quiet... said that he felt like "something was ungluing" in his neck. Eventually fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! the guy is much better. His legs and feet relaxed and his shoulders followed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me -  I am better too! Working with the energy is energizing. I feel perky and totally refreshed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do just NMT or other western techniques, I feel tired. Somehow, those techniques are not balanced. They work, but are somehow not enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel happy, balanced, and glowing myself.</description><link>http://humanremodeling.com/2008/11/shiatsu-works.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (HumanRemodeling)</author></item></channel></rss>