tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56794754117895350422012-02-16T07:51:28.997-08:00PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867443242898418121noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679475411789535042.post-81335017730659686692008-08-10T11:47:00.000-07:002008-08-10T11:49:48.933-07:00I am tired of eating. I am tired of sleeping. I am tired of wanting. I am tired of pleasing. I am tired of acting. I just want to be. I don't want anything. I am tired of all my possessions. I am tired of running around. I am tired of being afraid. I am tired of hiding. I want to be free. I want to be carefree. I want to be happy. I want to be centered. Thank God for Gurudev.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5679475411789535042-8133501773065968669?l=seatedunderthebodhitree.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867443242898418121noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679475411789535042.post-89880969751571699572008-01-11T20:57:00.000-08:002008-01-11T20:59:14.609-08:00Guruji, how can I trust if I cannot trust my thoughts? How can I trust if I cannot trust my memories?<br /><br />Guruji, <strong>who</strong> can I trust if I cannot even trust my own mind?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5679475411789535042-8988096975157169957?l=seatedunderthebodhitree.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867443242898418121noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679475411789535042.post-66083810221712457102008-01-03T21:01:00.000-08:002008-01-03T21:02:37.584-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/R3295BT4XxI/AAAAAAAAAyA/FpamuJ9PUhI/s1600-h/articleimage2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151482336083730194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/R3295BT4XxI/AAAAAAAAAyA/FpamuJ9PUhI/s320/articleimage2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>my new years resolution is to completely LET GO!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5679475411789535042-6608381022171245710?l=seatedunderthebodhitree.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867443242898418121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679475411789535042.post-68665914083081365052007-08-03T16:26:00.000-07:002007-08-03T17:55:17.047-07:00Where do I even begin? My spiritual experience with the YLTP has been my most intimate, intense and joyful journey inward. All the friends, whether living or dead ("Hi, Casper!"), I fell in love with on the course, all the processes we pushed through together brought us all closer and lifted us higher than I ever imagined I could ever be.<br /><br />Want to say hi to the family?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/RrO-ci4268I/AAAAAAAAAAc/zGIE_w-oLOU/s1600-h/993656073_61a144fac8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094625001097063362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="177" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/RrO-ci4268I/AAAAAAAAAAc/zGIE_w-oLOU/s320/993656073_61a144fac8.jpg" width="247" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p>Natalie: Officially the most beautiful woman in New Orleans. She sings like an angel. </p><p><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/RrO9fS4267I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NPhjKy-k_60/s1600-h/n214963_32353372_9775.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094623948830075826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/RrO9fS4267I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NPhjKy-k_60/s320/n214963_32353372_9775.jpg" width="273" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p>Scotty: "This reminds me of a quote from Jesus." I can safely say the entire YLTP-07 team votes him to be the most unique person in this entire creation. </p><p> </p><p><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/RrO_dy4269I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mi7H9l_m1W4/s1600-h/n169100356_30040079_7180.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094626122083527634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="243" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/RrO_dy4269I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mi7H9l_m1W4/s320/n169100356_30040079_7180.jpg" width="181" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Meera: Loves to talk, has a great sense of humor and laughs like Goofy. Plus, I've had the most memorable moments in my time spent with her (bee bum, ouch my foot, "silent" Torah slashing on the bed, chocolate my shirt and the moment after).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/RrPMmC426-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/PEk0qL7l3-4/s1600-h/n721370831_189188_2438.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094640557468609506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="205" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zndnG1N7V6s/RrPMmC426-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/PEk0qL7l3-4/s320/n721370831_189188_2438.jpg" width="269" border="0" /></a></p><p>Jayne: Beautiful isn't she? If you could see her soul with your naked eyes, you would see the most vibrant and colorful rainbow. She is beauty, kindness, love, and sweetness personified. And she has the cutest giggle ever!</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5679475411789535042-6866591408308136505?l=seatedunderthebodhitree.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867443242898418121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679475411789535042.post-55271297267868698342007-03-25T20:29:00.000-07:002007-03-25T20:49:39.838-07:00I used to dread looking at websites like Friendster and Facebook because I would come to the realization that I am the very same and haven't changed all these years. But as I looked through my friends list yesterday on Friendster, something new struck me: from all those familiar faces I grew up with, I am one of the few who have taken on the spiritual path.<br /><br />Aho!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5679475411789535042-5527129726786869834?l=seatedunderthebodhitree.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867443242898418121noreply@blogger.com0