tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207982360417206747.post2362149447398210328..comments2012-10-30T13:25:53.640-07:00Comments on inside out: Unattached - Free?Ayselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17253565149237467005noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207982360417206747.post-82494726930504375492010-07-28T07:11:02.696-07:002010-07-28T07:11:02.696-07:00Hi Wilma,
I was actually thinking that maybe the ...Hi Wilma,<br /><br />I was actually thinking that maybe the true reason why people so frantically fill their lives with things is to cover up the enormous emptiness in their hearts. Feeling that there's something wrong with your life - no problem! go shopping and the feeling will subside. Well, at least for some time and then you can always go shopping again. <br /><br />You write that "no things are necessary to make me happy" - and I would elaborate even more: having all the things you can possibly have still won't make anyone happy. "...to know that everything I need I already have" - I remember you wrote a similar thing in one of your comments and how it filled me with calm and assurance. I remember believing a number of years ago - how can I possibly be happy if I don't have this, and that, and that?!! So I worked hard, things started coming in and they did add some happiness but not for long. You are excited and satisfied at first, but then the initial sense of novelty fades away. Is it time to get new things to renew the feeling of excitement? Eventually we get exhausted from this fruitless hunt for short-lived pleasures. That's when some of us set on a spiritual quest to discover eternal happiness, joy that fills us up every single day and never expires or needs a new updated version =) .Ayselhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17253565149237467005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207982360417206747.post-44808710236935325852010-07-27T20:07:20.322-07:002010-07-27T20:07:20.322-07:00I am with Uzma, my first reaction was wow, this is...I am with Uzma, my first reaction was wow, this is writing with a capital W. This is brilliant Aysel. <br />I am getting to that point of not being attached and it has taken me a loooong time. To know and accept that nothing is yours to keep and no things are necessary to make me happy, to know that everything I need I already have, to really feel that way is allowing peace and fear to dissipate and I find it enormous precious. It was that fear of losing too that made me fearful in the past. <br />Wow Aysel, I am finding that it allows me to be freely pursuing what my calling is, what I feel is important to do with my life and that is awesome. Love WilmaWilma Hamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11471301033855335382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207982360417206747.post-34417809249921495532010-07-25T14:01:33.222-07:002010-07-25T14:01:33.222-07:00Hi Uzma,
"I'd say you became wiser as at...Hi Uzma,<br /><br />"I'd say you became wiser as attachment started to flow away from you"- I want to believe it but sometimes it scares me because we do need some weight to hold us down, have a place we could call home, be surrounded by people we could call friends. But often we grab onto material things like they are all there is to life. We chase after "luxuries" - I use the word because half the things we own are not even necessities. <br /><br />Just like you said I feel more and more like a detached 'observer' - taking notice of how many insignificant, often false attachments we develop that eventually prevent us from experiencing life in full. <br /><br />"its been like a river, fast, slow, lost, found" - and that's exactly how my life feels like. Every single day. :)<br /><br />Thank you for your observant comment!Ayselhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17253565149237467005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207982360417206747.post-61867194065288917752010-07-23T12:34:29.230-07:002010-07-23T12:34:29.230-07:00Wow Aysel. That is a wonderful poignant post. What...Wow Aysel. That is a wonderful poignant post. What is ever truly ours? I wish I could say the love within, but its hard isn't it. Sometimes I too watch life and people around me, I become the 'observor', i create a place of watching without thoughts and its peaceful there - in the moment. <br />I'd say you became wiser as attachment started to flow away from you. There is a beautiful vulnerability in your writing, in the persona of your words. Its very real, its been like a river, fast, slow, lost, found and seems to be very true to itself and authentic now. Thats when love comes in. SO good to have found your blog. Will be seeing you around :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com