<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507015384331655987</id><updated>2009-10-17T19:34:10.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regresando a casa - Back to home</title><subtitle type='html'>Experience what is left beyond mind. The Spiritual Reevolution is here and now.
Morir antes de morir y descubrir que no hay muerte.
Tú eres la Reevolución Espiritual
(2010) Dormir normal, ensoñar, iluminarse.
You are not YOU. Use that to free yourself.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>a0z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02930604928650545679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507015384331655987.post-5367395055043623215</id><published>2008-03-05T08:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T08:42:22.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really</title><content type='html'>Todo el sufrimiento es únicamente una muy inocente confusión. Cuando aclaramos el mal entendido vienen risas de entendimiento.&lt;br /&gt;Al final, la liberación no es una meta sino una realización, un muy simple darse cuenta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6507015384331655987-5367395055043623215?l=nowproject.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5367395055043623215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6507015384331655987&amp;postID=5367395055043623215' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/5367395055043623215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/5367395055043623215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/2008/03/really.html' title='Really'/><author><name>a0z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02930604928650545679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10787157207782133187'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507015384331655987.post-992069964653674068</id><published>2008-01-29T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:49:46.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6APAlF3zSI/AAAAAAAAACg/Hs9s2qEkgbA/s1600-h/Jose+Salgado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161141675597745442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6APAlF3zSI/AAAAAAAAACg/Hs9s2qEkgbA/s200/Jose+Salgado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mente usa las palabras para explicar el mundo que le rodea, así surgen miles de conceptos que en realidad no significan nada, de hecho su propia naturaleza es el vacío. Aún términos como “iluminación” ,“desarrollo espiritual”, “liberación” y todos aquellos que sugieren potenciales que podríamos acordar como positivos, son únicamente manifestaciones mentales con un propósito definido, el de señalar el camino a seguir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para algunos, esos y otros muchos más términos, significan escenarios cómodos o incómodos que buscan o rehuyen. Sea como fuere en realidad no existen.Su manifestación no es un problema hasta que lo hacemos nuestro problema. Dar como completamente ciertos y absolutos cualquiera de ellos nos limita y confunde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para lograr eficacia en cualquier tarea, deben existir dos elementos, una motivación pura y un método congruente, ante la ausencia o debilidad de alguno de los dos, la búsqueda de logros en el mundo material es virtualmente imposible o extremadamente difícil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are the teacher you have been waiting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sin embargo, para aquellos que buscan establecer un contacto con la fuente de la vida, la ausencia de conceptos es precisamente la clave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Muchos tiemblan y se estremecen ante la facilidad de existir. La confusión nace cuando la mente trata de explicar como existimos, siendo que lo único que verdaderamente podemos experimentar es la existencia per ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;El simple acto de saber que percibimos, que somos algo que se da cuenta que se da cuenta. Cuando observas que existes, todo lo demás desaparece, porque por decirlo de una forma, sólo existes mientras sabes que existes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pero aquí no hablo de una meditación trascendental profunda o poco ortodoxa, tampoco de conocimiento intelectual. Muy por el contrario me refiero al simple y sencillo hecho de existir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esto suena demasiado fácil y pocos lo creerán, por ahora así es como es, sin embargo cuando la mente a través de los pensamientos comience a descartar esta idea con juicios y teorías, observa la compulsión que en ellos existe, observa como los pensamientos vendrán en su mayoría con una carga desacalificadora y quizá agresiva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Buddha Maitreya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aquellos que han experimentado un incremento de conciencia y han encarnado aunque sea por breves instantes el espacio en donde todo es, entenderán el simple acto de existir, verán que detrás de quienes son, donde están o lo que están haciendo, existen simplemente sabiendo que existen. Luego vendrá de nuevo la vorágine de la forma y se perderá la realización, pero quedará una palpitante certeza de lo que se ha vivido. Eso no se pierde nunca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6507015384331655987-992069964653674068?l=nowproject.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/feeds/992069964653674068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6507015384331655987&amp;postID=992069964653674068' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/992069964653674068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/992069964653674068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-one-shot.html' title='Just one shot'/><author><name>a0z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02930604928650545679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10787157207782133187'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6APAlF3zSI/AAAAAAAAACg/Hs9s2qEkgbA/s72-c/Jose+Salgado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507015384331655987.post-1901357267419660178</id><published>2008-01-29T21:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:44:22.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diciendo si</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6AN91F3zRI/AAAAAAAAACY/zsRNeX2Ecn4/s1600-h/Jose+Alfonso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161140528841477394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6AN91F3zRI/AAAAAAAAACY/zsRNeX2Ecn4/s200/Jose+Alfonso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can certainly know that I’m not the voice in my head, just because I can listen to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Los voladores drenan tu energia vital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How can I know that I see? Because I see. Of course I can explain the natural process of the light passing trough the pupil and so on, but in reality the only sure fact by in which I can know that I see is because I see. In this same tenor I can not see my eyes with the eyes, that is how I know that the eyes are, and therefore I can see, just by knowing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;En un universo perfecto, alguien tiene que ser tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The same way I know I’m not the voice in my head; I’m in fact the entity that is perceiving that voice. If I were the voice in the head, I won’t be able to perceive it as a voice. It would be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6507015384331655987-1901357267419660178?l=nowproject.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1901357267419660178/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6507015384331655987&amp;postID=1901357267419660178' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/1901357267419660178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/1901357267419660178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/diciendo-si.html' title='Diciendo si'/><author><name>a0z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02930604928650545679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10787157207782133187'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6AN91F3zRI/AAAAAAAAACY/zsRNeX2Ecn4/s72-c/Jose+Alfonso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507015384331655987.post-1452252438497934364</id><published>2008-01-29T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:40:30.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that so?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6ANTFF3zQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jnLohUGPgKI/s1600-h/J.A.+Salgado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161139794402069762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6ANTFF3zQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jnLohUGPgKI/s200/J.A.+Salgado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YO NO SOY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Would You Rather Be Right or Be Free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yo no soy mi trabajo, la novia con la que ando, el coche que manejo, la ropa que uso, la casa en la que vivo, el cuerpo que habito, los conocimientos que poseo, la nacionalidad con la que nací, la religión que profeso, el diploma colgado en la pared, los programas que veo, la moda, mis amigos, los bares que frecuento, los libros que he leído, la ansiedad que siento, el fan del equipo de fútbol, el gracioso de la escuela, yo no soy mi familia, no soy mis sentimientos, lo que como, lo que pienso, lo que deseo, el poderoso, el reloj que uso, la forma en que hablo, los años que tengo, lo que compro, el tono de mi voz, la habilidad para cualquier deporte o arte,  los problemas que me creo, la enfermedad, yo no soy alguien que necesite defenderse, las calificaciones de la escuela, el dinero que gano, hombre o mujer, yo no soy la música que escucho, el que discute de política, el que juzga, la voz de la cabeza, lo que sueño, yo no soy, punketo, darketo, hippie, skato, fresa, naco, malo bueno, alto, feo chaparro, pobre, menso, sucio, limpio y listo, pero más importante que todo, yo no soy el yo que yo creo ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;YO SI SOY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Suffering is necessary until you realize it is unnecessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;El que se percibe a sí mismo siendo y por lo tanto es sin ser yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6507015384331655987-1452252438497934364?l=nowproject.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1452252438497934364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6507015384331655987&amp;postID=1452252438497934364' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/1452252438497934364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/1452252438497934364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-that-so.html' title='Is that so?'/><author><name>a0z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02930604928650545679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10787157207782133187'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6ANTFF3zQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jnLohUGPgKI/s72-c/J.A.+Salgado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507015384331655987.post-229936195650392622</id><published>2008-01-29T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:37:43.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Universo de hoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6AMTFF3zPI/AAAAAAAAACI/zn1vmoJV36A/s1600-h/J.A.+Cordero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161138694890441970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6AMTFF3zPI/AAAAAAAAACI/zn1vmoJV36A/s200/J.A.+Cordero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is a perfection of the being that we perceived like perfection of the form. However the mind and the incessant thinking have created a complete system design to destroy it. Of course they would never destroy what is more real than anything. But in their attempt to do it, a lot of pain and confusion is created. Big cities in the world have destroyed all the trees and nature in order to construct buildings, and houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Om A Ra Pa Ca Na Dhiih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;An entity that is in touch with their sense of being is a beautiful entity, most of the plants and animals we can find seem beautiful to us. That is because they are living in a state of pure presence whether they realize it or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Om A Ra Pa Ca Na Dhiih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Around us we can find too many things living in a state of pure presence, some of them are in a manifested form and some of them are unmanifested. The flowers, some animals (not all of them, mainly not the pets) are living in a state of pure manifested presence. And also the air, the water and the light are one form of them. In the other hand, space is pure presence in an unmanifested way. The space that is between all things and the space that allows all things to be. (when you start to relax the mind, you'll notice this holy space)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Om A Ra Pa Ca Na Dhiih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The human mind (the mind is not only in humans) wants to protect its own nature, that’s why the egomaniac mind wants to destroy all forms of beauty, because the mind can not create beauty or even recognize it. All the time we realize the beautifulness in something or someone, we are not using the mind, but something beyond it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Om A Ra Pa Ca Na Dhiih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In order to get rid of the prison of the mind, we must incarnate the beauty and space in the manifested form of nature. The ability to realize we perceive something, or even better, the ability to realize we perceive our own perception, is the key to free ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That ability is naturally design to go back to the supreme state of conscious that it is us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Om A Ra Pa Ca Na Dhiih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However the constant identification with a foreign energy (the mind) is creating an obstacle to the natural process of enlightenment. So we must not focus our attention to that foreign energy (also the incessant thinking) but to the ever presence realization of being the one that is perceiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6507015384331655987-229936195650392622?l=nowproject.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/feeds/229936195650392622/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6507015384331655987&amp;postID=229936195650392622' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/229936195650392622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/229936195650392622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/el-universo-de-hoy.html' title='El Universo de hoy'/><author><name>a0z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02930604928650545679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10787157207782133187'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6AMTFF3zPI/AAAAAAAAACI/zn1vmoJV36A/s72-c/J.A.+Cordero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6507015384331655987.post-8182152688305695294</id><published>2008-01-29T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:32:56.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6ALd1F3zOI/AAAAAAAAACA/rrMnK-7ohvs/s1600-h/Alfonso+Cordero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161137780062407906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6ALd1F3zOI/AAAAAAAAACA/rrMnK-7ohvs/s200/Alfonso+Cordero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ra Pa Ca Na Dhiih Enlighten Byron Katie Eckhart Tolle om a Ra Pa Ca Na Dhiih Enlighten Byron Katie Eckhart Tolle a Pa Ca Na Dhiih Enlighten Byron Katie Eckhart Tolle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El vacio está siempre conciente de que es vacio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosotros somos también vacio que busca en todo momento regresar a la fuente del ser. Sin embargo practicamos un aferramiento antinatural que impide que esto suceda. Este aferramiento es la identificación con los pensamientos que de la mente se derivan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastaría que un día tomáramos un profundo respiro, nos relajaramos y permitieramos a la percepción regresar a donde pertence y dejar que se vea a sí misma. Ella lo busca naturalmente pero nosotros vivimos interfiriendo este proceso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es extremadamente simple, sólo hay que soltar, dejar ir, rendirse, no defenderse, mirar de lejos, relajarse, etc. No importa como se le llame sino como se haga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6507015384331655987-8182152688305695294?l=nowproject.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8182152688305695294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6507015384331655987&amp;postID=8182152688305695294' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/8182152688305695294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6507015384331655987/posts/default/8182152688305695294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/yes-indeed.html' title='yes, indeed'/><author><name>a0z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02930604928650545679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10787157207782133187'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CsLrmqxnJOQ/R6ALd1F3zOI/AAAAAAAAACA/rrMnK-7ohvs/s72-c/Alfonso+Cordero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>