Ego.

Seven Steps for Overcoming Ego by Dr. Wayne Dyer

1-Stop being offended
2-Let go of your need to win
3-Let go of your need to be right
4-Let go of your need to be superior
5-Let go of your need to have more
6-Let go of identifying yourself on the basis of your achievements
7-Let go of your reputation

Link to full article, read the paragraph of each of the above:
http://indigolifecenter.wordpress.com/2008/03/01/seven-steps-for-overcoming-ego/



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"Osho on Bliss, Be egoless and all the grace of God is yours "

One can get bliss only if one deserves it, if one is worthy. and the way to deserve it is to disappear, not to be. To be is a hindrance.

The ego is the root of all misery. When the ego is not, from every nook and corner of existence bliss starts reaching you as if it were just waiting for the ego to disappear. Ego is a closed state of consciousness: all window, doors, are closed. You are living almost insulated, encapsulated; ego surrounds you like a capsule. Ego is like the egg: there is not even a small window to allow anything to enter. Ego is very much afraid; out of fear it closes itself, it shrinks into itself. That is how we create misery. Bliss is to be in the flow with existence, to be totally with it.

Ego is like frozen ice and egolessness is melted ice. Then you become part of the ocean. Then you don’t have any private goal, you have no destination. Then each moment is so blissful, so incredibly ecstatic, that the mind cannot comprehend it, cannot conceive it. Mind is part of the ego. It knows how to close, it does not know how to open up.

To be a sannyasin means that now your whole effort will be to open up to existence — to the flowers and to the bees and to the stars; how to open to this beautiful music that fills the whole of existence; how to open to this beautiful music that fills the whole of existence; how to open up to this celebration that goes on and on — flowers dancing in the wind and trees enjoying the wind and the stars, always in a state of bliss. Except for man everything is in harmony. Man falls out harmony because he has consciousness.

Consciousness can do two things: it can create ego, it can create egolessness. If it creates ego you live in hell, if it creates egolessness you are in paradise. The whole world is in paradise without knowing it. When man enter paradise he will be entering with full knowing. That is the grandeur, the beauty of man — and that is the danger also, because out of thousands of people only once in a while does a person enter; others simply go on falling into the trap of the ego. Be egoless and all the grace of God is yours. Bliss is by the grace of god.

Source: Osho Book “Scriptures in Silence and Sermons in Stones”

http://www.oshoquotes.net/2011/06/osho-on-bliss-be-egoless-and-all-the-grace-of-god-is-yours/

Sylvia, still.

Designer: Krista Nielson
Photographer: Todd Collins
Hair: Tyrel Knight
MUA: Karl Geiger
Model: Deena Marie Manzanares
2/2012


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Still currently fueled, comforted and inspired by Sylvia...



"I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig in the story.

From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out.

I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I should choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet."


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“When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.
"Oh, sure you know," the photographer said.
"She wants," said Jay Cee wittily, "to be everything.”



-The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath




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I think in poetic terms and from time to time I come into contact with a new muse that wakes up my true self and it's musical, it's guttural, I am literally gutted open and what wants to come out but doesn't know how is released...I sometimes feel stuck and stifled. I am afflicted by wanderlust. I am full of it. I am so full that I am sometimes completely suffocated by wanderlust. My entire being fills with the smoke of it and I am suffocated from the insides.

When things have become real, that's when the heart bottoms out and it is sometimes good and it is sometimes bad.

Life begins with acceptance. Acceptance of what is and what isn't. Everything is connected. We are all one. Synchronicity. Accept and allow. The dark and the light.






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