Help with my reading please
needing another reading: there will be feasting, peace, rest and joy.
IS THERE ANOTHER JOB COMING SOON? NO.
NEED YOUR GUIDANCE: DO NOT NEGATE THE CONTINUOUS RENEWAL OF LIFE.
There is one experience in life which is absolutely
individual. That's why truth is even higher than love,
because love can be shared with the other but truth
cannot be shared even with the beloved. It is utterly
individual; you know it in your absolute aloneness. And
that's what it is all about: entering into your
aloneness, into the sanctum of sanctums, your innermost
shrine, the real temple where truth is always waiting
Hanswolfgang: I'm so SCARED.....what should I do? What's going to happen to my family? Why is this happening to me.. Why all this bad Charma am I paying for...I've always helped people, friends and family...always doing positive things...What's the lesson here? WHY?????????? I want to scream, cry and getting overwhelmed....
I'm so SCARED.....what should I do? Die to your past, be ready for transformation.
What's going to happen to my family? Your family will suppress each other, but you die to your family.
Why is this happening to me.. Because you are fighting your own potential.
Why all this bad Charma am I paying for...Because you are living, but you are not yourself.
I've always helped people, friends and family...always doing positive things...What's the lesson here? Get rid of all these people and their expectations. Die to people, friends and family, become yourself being alone with yourself.
WHY?????????? Because your thinking hurts your heart.
You are much too much serious:
I want you to laugh like a lion's roar. Then
even laughter becomes a tremendous experience, because
it is intelligence at its peak.
"You would not believe it," says Zabriski in the bar,
"but I think my milkman is turning gay!"
"Why," asks Klopski, "what happened?"
"Well," says Zabriski, "my wife was sick in bed the
other morning. So I stayed home late to take care of
her. Suddenly, the milkman started ringing the
doorbell, and since I was naked, I slipped on my wife's
bathrobe and went downstairs.
"As I opened the door, the milkman jumped into my
arms, started kissing me, and trying to take the
bathrobe off me!"
"Hey, man, don't worry," says Klopski.
"He's probably not gay, that was just a coincidence."
"A coincidence? What do you mean?" asks Zabriski.
"Well, it is obvious," explains Klopski, sagely, "his
wife must wear a bathrobe the same color as your