Practice Report Surya - 09/14/2012

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Date: Posted 5 years before Sep 16, 2017

unlimitedsun 5 years ago

AM Practice:

Back has still got an attitude, so I back off on cue.

Decent breaths of fire afforded in postures at the end of session allowed for belly burning satisfactorily.

Body felt charged during session.

Charges were pressured into bright yellow/orange clouds that resembled a tapestry. This was an energy field of a certain frequency I can sense that from the way it was vibrating. It lasted for over 5 seconds. This was presented in applied locks and followed kneeling.

When locks were applied under higher pressure at end of session in variation of plank position followed a strong etheric detonation, waves rolled on. I felt in a different place but did not lose external awareness (altogether). It dissipated gradually and left my heart pounding for a while.

During the session in moment of deeper attention I could see clouds of blue and orange/yellow colors.

Meditation was brief and under time restraint.

I am focusing on my broader goal of developing internally;

And its objectives, in time range order of:

Learning to come down into the kneeling position after soliciting kundalini without losing pressure through locks valves. This is giving results...
Increasing naad connection,
Focusing on more concentration during practice.
Improving dream realm extensions.

For more concentration during practice:

I now use earplugs during bhastrika. It could be similar to hearing the factory from inside and becoming aware of all the machines versus hearing the factory from outside. I find it worth getting used to.

It allows me to hear the change in pitch of naad depending on the assumed positions, making think that as the etheric body charges from the breath and asanas so do the chakras react as they are churned by implied pressures. There is greater sensitivity.

For more concentration during meditation:

I am taking it more seriously as per Michael's example to take notes on paper.

My mind is naturally trained to help me remember stuff, and it is more successful in its job than I give it credit. So long as it is not assured that the information is well memorized or properly stored in its appropriate compartment it will keep working on it; that gets in the way of focusing and remaining in the now. Once any information is put on paper there is reassurance and the mind is peaceful.

I experience similar situation with emotions, feelings and ideas.

Naad was easily tuned to and was loud enough during meditation.

It was also listened to before sleep and upon waking after dream remembrance pause.

Dreams dealt with social interests and other concerns:

I was living with my doctor brother (I lived with him over a decade ago). There was decent convenience such as nice plasma TV...Then was a friend accompanied with my assistant at work. The friend was trying to locate someone using the phone at my brother's. They took the phone and went on to call outside in the backyard... Our dad was there or came in...Then it seems that the whole family was there...

Then I came up with the idea that we should perhaps all move in together...someone offered that it may be too much, another said that there we could use one of those big 6 room homes; I agreed that, that's what I was thinking. But then our mom walked away contesting. (I and another sister are aware of a recent unease between her and the first daughter - figure she wouldn't want my sis family that close, was the reason for her disapproval).

When I first told Guru about my family (first of 9...and all the responsibility tied into that...) as I was telling him about me, he explained to me that:

"You saw a worm whole (womb) you told the others, hey guys come with me; and they followed you out". At the time, it was just oh well. But just now it's oh psych no! I am sick of this, get away from me. I can't breathe quit suffocating me…

This is realized because my subtle world is pointing at it. It is also noteworthy to mention that there is also a push/pressure exercised by the other members of "our" little clan to not keep me interested, through their subtle energy. I might have offered a living situation under the will of the clan wanting to do what I feel is my responsibility to them and that is to serve them. I am always trying to fix it for them, that is tradition (I am first of 9); that is my role, and that will make the parents happy.

It is interesting that my father whom I don't recall in dreams in the past (not that I'd remember it regularly present this week (he is getting really weak with age...)

Plus my recent communication in the form of a 6 page letter to siblings decries tradition for its affiliated model of instilling parents' will into kids even when they are unreasonable and unacceptable. And the father of my body firmly believes in it, he breathes it.

I have been given this information often that this Mr. Nice guy attitude is actually that of Mr. Weak's. It will become very critical to lose this weakness; that is becoming evident as I introspect within my subtle.

I feel fortunate this family always made me feel like a step child (...) and always felt that they wouldn't acknowledge my endeavors for them. It is easier to leave an ungrateful master than a considerate one. I could otherwise be condemned.

So I am trying to give some (last) credits, and there is progress in that sense; and then it will be easier to tell them to screw off! I will need to become cutting and start to cut off.

Then on the TV they were showing people who had some type of illness, it was like the stuff from a horror movie...(not nice),
Then I find myself in Europe in antiquity when they used to wash clothes banging them on the stone ground (as they still do in poor countries). But it seems like it was during the plague or some disease. You wouldn't want any one in close range.

Then I am among a group of dignitaries awaiting a spokesperson on the situation (I guess). She arrives late, as she starts to share it turns out she is infected and everybody panics and starts running, as the rain pours down. I pass a Black couple making a comment (I forgot).

I now dreamed of a speech on renewable energy by I think who was Michael Moore. He had his daughter on his lap sitting on a stone wall (as in antiquity), and his wife was among the audience who was sitting on the ground (I never knew anything whatsoever about this guy's family life, I didn't even think he was married - I just googled him now…). I offended a girl who was making too much noise, since I could not hear the speech. Her hair got messed up as I tried to get her attention and ask her to please be understanding. She started crying as it started to rain, and the crowd dispersed.
I found myself in a stark room waiting for Michael beloved. I was concerned that my cell phone would be damaged from the rain, and I wouldn't be able to reach him. So I was jumping up and down to try to dry it (I think-smart) Then I felt something/idea from him. My impression was that: it is disappointing and saddening to come looking for someone (... ) and they don't pay attention.

The actual word I wrote from waking up was "hurt", since I know that doesn't apply I "cleaning" it up.

And perhaps cell phone is not the only way to establish contact; by paying attention.

Reading was somewhat managed.

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