<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483953260728184174</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:10:51.327Z</updated><title type='text'>A New Dream, A New World.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Manpreet B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11146235937013308347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkDl1KlcxLw/TGVnW9F5skI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CoqO8VHGqMU/S220/sonam.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483953260728184174.post-6528792952622329432</id><published>2010-10-27T14:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:29:20.638+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been two months since I last blogged.&amp;nbsp; Reading my previous entry, I want to start this one by first THANKING KARMA :D I'd reached a point where I was so fed up with something that I felt it was all out of my hands (which it was!) and I had no choice but to let it go and see where it ends up...Thankfully, that worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've learned that in the end, no matter how many trials and tribulations you face, things are always &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Does everything happen for the best? Maybe.&amp;nbsp; There are still a lot of questions in my mind, still a lot of anger and still a lot of confusion...but I got what I wanted (with regards to my last blog entry) so no matter &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; it happened...atleast it's happened.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps good truly does win over evil...perhaps loyalty isn't such a stupid trap to fall in afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the moment I'm still not feeling truly content or happy though... There's an uneasy feeling.&amp;nbsp; That feeling when you feel you have so much to do that you just don't know where to start...and you're not able to make a start...so it all keeps building up, getting worse....... You keep thinking about everything and stressing yourself more by delaying everything further...even though you yourself know that the minute you make a start and just get it all done - all the stress will seem like a joke and you'll be able to look back and laugh at the state you got yourself into over it. Blah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay so....There's no real point to my blog entry this time. (is there ever :| )....it's so pointless that I'm not quite sure what to title it haha...but I needed to vent out and ramble a bit, so I did! Anyhow....I'm going to end with a quote becauuuse I like quotes :p so.......&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Most of the shadows of life are caused by standing in our own sunshine." - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483953260728184174-6528792952622329432?l=manpreet-b.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/feeds/6528792952622329432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/10/pointless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/6528792952622329432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/6528792952622329432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/10/pointless.html' title='Pointless.'/><author><name>Manpreet B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11146235937013308347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkDl1KlcxLw/TGVnW9F5skI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CoqO8VHGqMU/S220/sonam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483953260728184174.post-9005556067656559020</id><published>2010-08-20T14:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T14:18:01.521+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Karma, I'm relying on you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate today. I hate this ugly date and I wish it never existed. I feel all blehhhhhhh and I'm dedicating this blog post to that horrible feeling because I need to vent : )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish it was possible to pretend things didn't exist, to go back and change that one stupid second of your life which ended up affecting your life way more than you expected, liked, needed...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okay so I realise I sound like I'm exaggerating, especially because if I said what the actual problem is...it would sound so TRIVIAL...so stupid! But that's why it's so annoying, so pathetic...because it &lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;such a small thing but it's made such a large impact (for the worst!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently "sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven"...but is my wishing, that certain people soon find their hell due to their sins, a sin of mine in itself? It's not always possible to forgive and forget...is it? I try not to react, especially considering the thing in question is (like I&amp;nbsp; already said) trivial! It doesn't exactly change my life and neither has it set me into a serious state of depression lol but stilll it's WRONG and they should be punished for bringing so much unnecessary annoyance and being so pathetic and heartless! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LK Jr famously said - "right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant".... so I'll stand strong today in hope that karma will make sure the evil is soon defeated....pshht! I've given up, Karma, it really is all in your hands now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483953260728184174-9005556067656559020?l=manpreet-b.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/feeds/9005556067656559020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-karma-im-relying-on-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/9005556067656559020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/9005556067656559020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-karma-im-relying-on-you.html' title='Dear Karma, I&apos;m relying on you!'/><author><name>Manpreet B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11146235937013308347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkDl1KlcxLw/TGVnW9F5skI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CoqO8VHGqMU/S220/sonam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483953260728184174.post-3975487505362110580</id><published>2010-08-19T14:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:08:27.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising Above Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In his bestseller &lt;i&gt;The Power of Now&lt;/i&gt;, Eckhart Tolle says that &lt;i&gt;"the single most vital step on your journey toward enlightenment is (to) learn to disidentify from your mind." &lt;/i&gt;Easier said than done, right? Who wouldn't give their right leg or arm to be able to do this! I don't think I'm wrong in saying that most of the time it's human nature's worst habbit of overthinking that disables us from true happiness and"enlightenment". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tolle advises his reader to stop taking their mind so seriously that it begins to define ones sense of self.&amp;nbsp; However, how can it be that we can be anything but our thoughts? Is it not our thoughts that define our individuality and act as the reason why we are not just mere clones of one another?&amp;nbsp; How, then, can we rise above thought without removing thought (which would be impossible)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Your mind is an instrument, a tool.&amp;nbsp; It is there to be used for a specific task, and when the task is completed, you lay it down.&amp;nbsp; As it is, I would say about 80 to 90 percent of most people's thinking is&amp;nbsp; not only repetitive and useless, but because of its dysfunctional and often negative nature, much of it is also harmful." (1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are not aiming to rise above thoughts which are necessary. Thoughts are valuable and you do not need to diminish them to attain enlightenment! However, there are necessary thoughts and then there are "repetivie and useless... harmful" thoughts, which is what many people find themselves trapped in at many instances in their lives. So how does one prevent such an instance arising?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"...by taking any routine activity that normally is only a means to an end and giving it your fullest attention, so that it becomes an end in itself&amp;nbsp; For example, every time you walk up and down the stairs in your house or place of work, pay close attention to every step, every movement, even your breathing.&amp;nbsp; Be totally present.&amp;nbsp; Or when you wash your hands, pay attention to all the sense perceptios associated with the activity: the sound and feel of the water, the movement of your hands, the scent of the soap, and so on." (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the busy lives we lead, we allow thoughts to eat up our minds and to an extent take over our lives, but we forget to enjoy the small joys in life which help us understand our true sense of presence.&amp;nbsp; Clearly, we give our past and future way more importance than our present.&amp;nbsp; There's a famous saying along the lines of...“the past is history, the future is a mystery and today is a gift. That is why we call it the present"... then why is it that our ego has us constantly viewing our present with eyes of the past and expectation of the future? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Accoring to Tolle then, one can only attain true enlightenment when thoughts of the past and future are given less importance than the present moment we should be enjoying. Again, I'll repeat - easier said than done! However, it's food for thought and definitely something to make an attempt to aim towards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Power of Now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;,           copyright 2005 by Eckhart Tolle,  published by Hodder and Stoughton (UK)&lt;br /&gt;(1) p18, (2) p17&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483953260728184174-3975487505362110580?l=manpreet-b.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/feeds/3975487505362110580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/08/rising-above-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/3975487505362110580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/3975487505362110580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/08/rising-above-thought.html' title='Rising Above Thought'/><author><name>Manpreet B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11146235937013308347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkDl1KlcxLw/TGVnW9F5skI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CoqO8VHGqMU/S220/sonam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483953260728184174.post-3835263853105036630</id><published>2010-08-15T12:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:17:13.400+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day, India!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though I've been born and bought up in England, I consider myself as much Indian as I am British! I feel blessed to be a part of both these beautiful countries and be able to balance a lifestyle which takes from both the cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...15th August 2010...I'd like to wish INDIA, and Indian's all across the globe, a very Happy Independence Day! Today is a day to reflect on the past and present. Today is a day to thank all the freedom fighters who fought for the independence we have today. Whether we are living in India or elsewhere, we surely would not have been living the life we are today (or have the freedom of choice, thought, voice we are enjoying), had it not been for them, their determination and their sacrifice. TODAY is the day we should take a moment to think whether our "today", and India today, does justice to all that they gave up for us so many years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we living life truly as 'good people'? Are we independent in our choices (without disrespecting anyone elses choices and feelings)? Are we making sure not to misuse or misunderstand the word 'independence'? Are we good citizens of whichever country we are residents of? Do we treat everyone equally..fairly..despite their nationality/race/sex etc?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of my Indian identity and I think everyone who is Indian (whether they are living in India or outside of India) should vow today that they will try their best to be better people every passing day, live life independently but without hurting others..etc... so that everyone can always be proud to be Indian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is perfect, and nobody will ever be perfect..In the course of life, we will be students forever...but today is a day where we can try and take one step closer to excelling :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483953260728184174-3835263853105036630?l=manpreet-b.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/feeds/3835263853105036630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-independence-day-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/3835263853105036630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/3835263853105036630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-independence-day-india.html' title='Happy Independence Day, India!'/><author><name>Manpreet B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11146235937013308347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkDl1KlcxLw/TGVnW9F5skI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CoqO8VHGqMU/S220/sonam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483953260728184174.post-3275163489158307771</id><published>2010-08-13T16:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:46:29.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Ring (Eckhart Tolle)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Following is an inspiring extract from &lt;i&gt;A New Earth&lt;/i&gt; (Eckhart Tolle), which I found really useful in helping me prioritise certain things in my life, and realise the level of importance various things are assumed to have, do have and should have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=== &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"THE LOST RING"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When          I was seeing people as a  counsellor and spiritual teacher, I would visit          a woman twice a  week whose body was riddled with cancer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She          was a schoolteacher in her  mid-forties and had been given no more than          a few months to  live by her doctors. Sometimes a few words were spoken          during  those visits, but mostly we would sit together in silence, and           as we did, she had her first glimpses of the stillness within herself           that she never knew existed during her busy life as a  schoolteacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;One          day, however, I arrived to find her  in a state of great distress and anger.          'What happened?' I  asked. Her diamond ring, of great monetary as well          as  sentimental value, had disappeared, and she said she was sure it had           been stolen by the woman who came to look after her for a few  hours every          day. She said she didn't understand how anybody  could be so callous and          heartless as to do this to her. She  asked me whether she should confront          the woman or whether it  would be better to call the police immediately.          I said I  couldn't tell her what to do, but asked her to find out how important           a ring or anything else was at this point in her life. 'You don't  understand,'          she said. 'This was my grandmother's ring. I used  to wear it every day          until I got ill and my hands became too  swollen. It's more than just a          ring to me. How can I not be  upset?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The          quickness of her response and the  anger and defensiveness in her voice          were indications that she  had not yet become present enough to look within          and to  disentangle her reaction from the event and observe them both.           Her anger and defensiveness were signs that the ego was still speaking           through her. I said, 'I am going to ask you a few questions, but  instead          of answering them now, see if you can find the answers  within you. I will          pause briefly after each question. When an  answer comes, it may not necessarily          come in the form of  words.' She said she was ready to listen. I asked:          'Do you  realize that you will have to let go of the ring at some point,           perhaps quite soon? How much more time do you need before you will be           ready to let go of it? Will you become less when you let go of  it? Has          who you are become diminished by the loss?' There were a  few minutes of          silence after the last question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When          she started speaking again, there  was a smile on her face, and she seemed          at peace. 'The last  question made me realize something important. First          I went to  my mind for an answer and my mind said, 'Yes, of course you           have been diminished.' Then I asked myself the question again, 'Has who           I am become diminished?' This time I tried to feel rather than  think the          answer. And suddenly I could feel my I Am-ness. I  have never felt that          before. If I can feel the I Am so  strongly, then who I am hasn't been          diminished at all. I can  still feel it now, something peaceful but very          alive.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;'That          is the joy of Being,' I said.  'You can only feel it when you get out of          your head. Being must  be felt. It can't be thought. The ego doesn't know          about it  because thought is what it consists of. The ring was really in           your head as a thought that you confused with the sense of I Am. You  thought          the I Am or a part of it was in the ring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;'Whatever          the ego seeks and gets  attached to are substitutes for the Being that          it cannot feel.  You can value and care for things, but whenever you get           attached to them, you will know it's the ego. And you are never really           attached to a thing but to a thought that has 'I,' 'me,' or  'mine' in          it. Whenever you completely accept a loss, you go  beyond ego, and who          you are, the I Am which is consciousness  itself, emerges.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She          said, 'Now I understand something  Jesus said that never made much sense          to me before: "If someone  takes your shirt, let him have your coat as          well." ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;'That's          right,' I said. 'It doesn't  mean you should never lock your door. All          it means is that  sometimes letting things go is an act of far greater          power than  defending or hanging on.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;In          the last few weeks of her life as  her body became weaker, she became more          and more radiant, as if  light were shining through her. She gave many          of her  possessions away, some to the woman she thought had stolen the           ring, and with each thing she gave away, her joy deepened. When her  mother          called me to let me know she had passed away, she also  mentioned that          after her death they found her ring in the  medicine cabinet in the bathroom.          Did the woman return the  ring, or had it been there all the time? Nobody          will ever know.  One thing we do know: Life will give you whatever experience           is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness. How do you know           this is the experience you need? Because this is the  experience you are          having at this moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From &lt;b&gt;A New Earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;,           copyright 2005 by Eckhart Tolle, published by Penguin (UK)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483953260728184174-3275163489158307771?l=manpreet-b.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/feeds/3275163489158307771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/08/lost-ring-eckhart-tolle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/3275163489158307771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483953260728184174/posts/default/3275163489158307771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreet-b.blogspot.com/2010/08/lost-ring-eckhart-tolle.html' title='The Lost Ring (Eckhart Tolle)'/><author><name>Manpreet B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11146235937013308347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CkDl1KlcxLw/TGVnW9F5skI/AAAAAAAAAH8/CoqO8VHGqMU/S220/sonam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
