tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77059179922864161952024-02-20T04:45:43.565+00:00Global Dialoguescience, religion and normal life will be one......
This is a blog to come together in the form of a dialogue.....Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.comBlogger181125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-51439589150651032992016-01-01T00:36:00.001+00:002016-01-01T00:36:25.427+00:00Pessimism - OptimismWhen I fell pessimism about our human race, I remember <span class="st" data-hveid="43"> Pierre Teilhard de Chardin.</span><br />
<span class="st" data-hveid="43">Do you know his work? </span>Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-19430333144022158022015-04-07T09:50:00.001+01:002015-04-07T09:51:55.712+01:00The Obsolete Consciousness XV<br />
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Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-77702421480171683462015-04-03T02:11:00.002+01:002015-04-03T02:11:39.446+01:00Passing pages<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The twins are now 5 years old.</div>
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Yesterday I had some confrontation with one of them.</div>
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Today, I tell him: "Let´s forget about yesterday, lets start today as when one passes a page in a book".</div>
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And he answered: Yes....but I pass page every day (!!) </div>
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Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-47867484757093750002014-06-16T23:17:00.000+01:002014-06-16T23:17:32.833+01:00The obsolete Consciousness XIV<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This neanderthal consciousness...but worse, as it is using object that most people could not even design.....<br />
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It is still lurking inside all of us...yes, it is still here.....but if I see it is inside me, I want to completely remove it...how?......perhaps the first (and possibly last) step is to be aware of it, not think it is only in the others...out, OUT with almost an animal rage.....<br />
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There is a false sense that we have evolved. We use the mobile phone, and because we can send an instant message to the other end of the world, we think we are advanced, sophisticated.....but we are neanderthals...neanderthals with a mobile phone.....Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-61681368887887407092014-03-15T20:22:00.000+00:002014-03-15T20:30:00.289+00:00Two principles<br />
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A post I liked from my friend Muru:<br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">A traveler through the
mountains came upon an elderly gentleman who was busy planting a tiny
almond tree. </span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">Knowing that almond trees take many years to mature, he
commented to the man "It seems odd that a man of your advanced age would
plant such a slow-growing tree!". </span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">The man replied "I like to live my
life based on two principles. <b>One is that I will live forever. The other
is that this is my last day.</b>"</span>Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-76085229693144041372014-02-14T20:42:00.001+00:002014-02-14T20:44:19.163+00:00Education XXV: to be aware of conditioning is the only way out of conditioning<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Look at this boy on the right of the picture. He and his family have just survived the bombing of their house in Siria.<br />
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He is still suffering the extreme fear produce by extreme violence. This suffering will condition him, possibly to be angry and-or violent.<br />
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Is it possible an education that favors an awareness of this conditioning, his homo sapiens conditioning, his genetic conditioning, the conditioning produced by the way his ancestors have lived (epigenetic), his cultural, familiar conditioning.....and the conditioning of suffering produced by the infinite conditioning of his fellow humans.<br />
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Is it possible to be completely aware of the WHOLE field of conditioning?<br />
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And maybe conditioning need not be something negative. Maybe is a necessary barrier that if we jump over would bring another state of mind, more pure, more fit.<br />
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I pray that you have it, little boy.......Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-16427588178033663452013-07-28T23:53:00.000+01:002013-07-28T23:53:37.306+01:00Not that far....and always there.....<br />
I get together with two other people to read and comment a text of J. Krishnamurti, The Flight of the Eagle.<br />
We chose chapter 3 almost at random. There was a part that struck us, in parenthesis, and here it goes:<br />
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"But a mind that has limitless space and that quietness, that stillness,
has no centre as the `me', the `observer,' is quite different. In that
silence there is no `observer' at all; that quality of silence has vast
space, it is without border and intensely active; the activity of that
silence is entirely different from the activity which is self-centred.
If the mind has gone that far (<b>and really it is not that far, it is
always there if you know how to look</b>), then........"<br />
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Not that far....and always there.....<br />
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(the whole chapter can be read in: http://www.jiddu-krishnamurti.net/en/flight-of-the-eagle/1969-03-23-jiddu-krishnamurti-flight-of-the-eagle-3-meditation)Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-35282693931336819432013-06-21T13:33:00.001+01:002013-06-21T13:34:07.817+01:00Solidarity - Insolidarity<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Have a look at <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-pacific-15341136" target="_blank">this link</a>.<br />
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And now this <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-23000252" target="_blank">other link</a><br />
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There is this mixture in all of us, as individuals and as species...... <br />
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<br />Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-57478290442272617952013-06-02T20:55:00.000+01:002013-06-02T20:57:50.280+01:00What is meditation?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today a group of friends invited me for a morning of Vipassana meditation.<br />
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While I was sitting, the question arose: what is meditation?. This is a question that cannot be answered when you are NOT meditating, as then it would be just an intellectual answer.<br />
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So, something came to my mind: to meditate is to be OPEN and CONSCIOUS. Open to everything and conscious of that everything. Not only to what is "happening" (breathing, thoughts, etc). Happenings have a beginning and an end, they are related to "actions taking place". But it seems there is something besides "happenings".....Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-23836144684733510072013-05-18T17:43:00.001+01:002013-05-18T17:46:15.759+01:00recognition-security-good feeling.......the unconcious axis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yesterday, a friend of mine had to read some of her poems in front of some people. She was preparing it quite thoroughly, and even a bit nervous.<br />
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The recognition from those unknown people would produce a sense of security and that was linked to a sense of good feeling.......all unconscious, and working perfectly...<br />
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[ The recognition from those unknown people would mean a signal to our brain of acceptance in the group, a neuronal mechanism from the time when we were "group animals", and perfectly kept till today. The acceptance would mean one would be accepted and secure in that group and to promote such behavior the brain was wired to secrete some kind of "pleasure substance", that would reinforce and <u>validate</u> the whole behavioral-neuronal axis] <br />
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There is nothing good or bad about it. It is like that in all of us, these long existing reflexes working unconsciously. But perhaps we should be aware of it, specially of the last part, the part that makes us feel good physically.....<br />
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.....and of the possible addiction to this good feeling.....<br />
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.....and to the rationalization that we do the action (in this case, reading the poem)...for the good of mankind.......<br />
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......and one question: is the "awareness" of such mechanism, at the same level as the mechanism itself? Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-25307739430887074142013-05-07T13:12:00.001+01:002013-05-07T13:12:39.686+01:00everything is how we look at it<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yesterday one of my twins was crying. I looked at him and he looked really in pain. I asked him what happened. He said his brother had a pencil and he had not one.....!!!!<br />
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I told him that that was not so important. Then, as an experiment, I told him that things have the importance that we give to them.....that everything is how we look at them......<br />
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And then I realized I am not doing it myself........I do not realize this simple fact in my daily life....(!!!!)Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-10912410286950673732013-02-15T16:00:00.002+00:002013-02-15T16:00:48.894+00:00Enough<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Enough.<br />
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We are all responsible, and contribute to this in a lesser o greater degree, by having opinions, wanting security, being tribal.....<br />
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But, enoughGlobal Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-23476212756816036672013-01-27T23:09:00.001+00:002013-01-27T23:10:34.302+00:00Emptiness. Education XXIV<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Weekend of cinema. Today I went to see "Flight". It is a movie about an alcoholic pilot.<br />
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But alcoholism is the result of complete empty lives....and wanting to fill this vacuum of a nihilistic society with women, alcohol, jobs<br />
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I do not want my twins to have this "vacuum" in their lives. Is there an education that could prevent that?<br />
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And it comes to my mind that yes, there is a role in education, in not giving unimportant values as supreme values, in having a reference in the sense of appreciating beauty, silence, in appreciating a nice person, in being sensitive........Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-83029631509780661772013-01-27T22:54:00.000+00:002013-01-27T22:54:17.634+00:00The obsolete consciousness XIII<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yesterday I went to the movies to see the film "Zero dark Thirty".<br />
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This violence from both sides, extreme, refined, cruel.....both sides wanting "the good" (!!!)....<br />
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And these little men, at the top of both organizations, thinking they are important, taking decisions way beyond their true dimension, playing with their electronic toys......<br />
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I came out feeling we are very basic in our evolutionary path.......<br />
<br />Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-77331125706836507682013-01-26T17:03:00.001+00:002013-01-26T17:07:02.981+00:00utterly open<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It had rained heavily during the night and the day, and down the
gullies the muddy stream poured into the sea, making it chocolate-brown.
As you walked on the beach the waves were enormous and they were
breaking with magnificent curve and force. You walked against the wind,
and suddenly you felt there was nothing between you and the sky, and
this openness was heaven. To be so completely open, vulnerable to the
hills, to the sea and to man is the very essence of meditation. To have
no resistance, to have no barriers inwardly towards anything, to be
really free, completely, from all the minor urges, compulsions and
demands, with all their little conflicts and hypocrisies, is to walk in
life with open arms. And that evening, walking there on that wet sand,
with the seagulls around you, you felt the extraordinary sense of open
freedom and the great beauty of love which was not in you or outside you
but everywhere. We don't realize how important it is to be free of the
nagging pleasures and their pains, so that the mind remains alone. It is
only the mind that is wholly alone that is open. You felt all this
suddenly, like a great wind that swept over the land and through you.
There you were denuded of everything, empty and therefore utterly open.
The beauty of it was not in the word or in the feeling, but seemed to be
everywhere about you, inside you, over the waters and in the hills.
Meditation is this. <br />
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(J. Krishnamurti)</h5>
Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-63675372559941074822013-01-10T12:46:00.002+00:002013-01-10T12:46:21.195+00:00The Intangible<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Astronomers using the Atacama Large Millimeter/submillimeter
Array (ALMA) telescope have seen a key stage in the birth of giant
planets for the first time. Vast streams of gas are flowing across a gap
in the disc of material around a young star. These are the first direct
observations of these streams, which are expected to be created by
giant planets guzzling gas as they grow. The result is published on 2
January 2013 in the journal <i>Nature</i>.<br />
The international team studied the young star HD 142527, over 450
light-years from Earth, which is surrounded by a disc of gas and cosmic
dust — the remains of the cloud from which the star formed. The dusty
disc is divided into an inner and an outer part by a gap, which is
thought to have been carved by newly forming gas giant planets clearing
out their orbits as they circle the star. The inner disc reaches from
the star out to the equivalent of the orbit of Saturn in the Solar
System, while the outer disc begins about 14 times further out. The
outer disc does not reach all the way round the star; instead, it has a
horseshoe shape, probably caused by the gravitational effect of the
orbiting giant planets.<br />
According to theory, the giant planets grow by capturing gas from the
outer disc, in streams that form bridges across the gap in the disc.<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">So many amazing things, we cannot even imagine it all.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: blue;">However, this is what can be seen, has
substance, body......but maybe the most important is the "intangible",
what has no substance, what is not and at the same time is......</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: blue;">(dictionary: intangible: Unable to be touched or grasped; not having physical presence.) </span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>( This artist’s impression shows
the disc of gas and cosmic dust around the young star HD 142527. From
http://www.almaobservatory.org)</i></span>Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-27484497341896192772012-12-25T09:48:00.000+00:002012-12-25T09:48:15.517+00:00What is silence?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-5348801679277347622012-12-18T16:59:00.000+00:002012-12-18T17:02:05.536+00:00strong and weak<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Some people occupied with deceptions a house in which I had put a lot of work. And they did not want to leave. And they have not left. At the beginning I had a lot of thoughts about it. Sometimes I would wake up and that was the first thing I would think about. Often thoughts would come to me in the middle of the day. I would even be unpolite with my own family, due to the bad feeling it created in me.<br />
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And one day, two months ago, I realize it was hurting me, not only mentally, but also physically. I realized it was going to make me sick. I felt it with certainty. I tried to put it aside, but very often I could not. I thought I was not strong enough to remove it, to let it go.<br />
<br />
But I have. The problem is still there. In the hands of lawyers. But it does not hurt me anymore.<br />
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And I have learnt something: everything can either make us weak (hurt us) or make us stronger.......<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(picture from: http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com)</span></i>Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-7582122546983256692012-12-06T18:20:00.000+00:002012-12-06T18:23:40.004+00:00Life is one minute, one minute that goes quickly<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today Oscar Niemeyer died. He was 104 years old.<br />
One has to listen to somebody that old.<br />
I listen to an interview done when he was 100.<br />
He said:<br />
<br />
<i>"Life is one minute, one minute that goes quickly.</i><br />
<i>The important thing is to be fraternal, simple</i><br />
<i>to relate well to other people</i><br />
<i>to not find fault in others</i><br />
<i>to think that everybody has qualities"</i>Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-3556372460608992442012-11-18T18:11:00.001+00:002012-11-18T18:11:29.204+00:00No, not this<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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No, not this.<br />
No matter where you live, no matter what you beleive, <br />
Not this<br />
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(picture: a man carries a killed child in Gaza, November 2012)Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-90063561120804135402012-11-04T03:33:00.000+00:002012-11-04T03:34:25.503+00:00time by the seaside<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am spending time on the sea side. I do not have now a regular job. There is no job security, or income security, but I can come to the sea if I want, hoping this insecurity would not spoil the being here....<br />
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And I am walking on the beach, and something comes to my mind:<br />
<br />
I am not the thoughts I have,<br />
I am the observer of those thoughts.<br />
I am not the one to whom things are happening,<br />
I am the observer of things happening.....<br />
The less concrete I am,<br />
the more integrated..... <br />
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It is likely that I have read something of this sort before, I do not know, but it does not matter.....Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-61940231322922986602012-10-10T18:52:00.001+01:002012-10-10T18:53:53.250+01:00Look, look at these faces, these eyes....there is hope...<br />
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Today I read this news in the BBC:<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><i>"Surgeons have removed a
bullet from the head of a 14-year-old girl, a day after she was shot by
Taliban gunmen in north-western Pakistan's Swat Valley, for defending the rights of girls that want to attend school.</i></span></div>
<span style="color: blue;"><i>The operation on Malala Yousafzai, a campaigner for girls' rights, went well, her father told the BBC.</i></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><i>The attack sparked outrage among many Pakistanis, who
gathered in several cities for protests and held prayers
for the girl's recovery.</i></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><i>The militants said they targeted her because she "promoted secularism"."</i></span><br />
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Yes, as humans we are prejudiced, very conditioned, fearful, violent, separated by our conditioning concepts and traditions.....but look at these faces, these eyes, these little hands, this purity......<b>There is hope </b>for all of us, humans.... <i><br /></i>Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-37562027731744502552012-09-13T12:26:00.007+01:002012-09-13T13:01:07.646+01:00is compassion exclusive to (some) human beings?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPG0Dh9LWPcWiWseE5NJ5Gm8nI4a-icdvsTAO65YJCiiGbzW4Jr0-oa4X46k5HWnnEzZcpZ7MKHJStO6adWRnBSG7cMbEQEtGp-mtvH3YyJhIa4Zyjt9W4oSAou_C8A4JEFXDMPGoPX38/s1600/lesula.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPG0Dh9LWPcWiWseE5NJ5Gm8nI4a-icdvsTAO65YJCiiGbzW4Jr0-oa4X46k5HWnnEzZcpZ7MKHJStO6adWRnBSG7cMbEQEtGp-mtvH3YyJhIa4Zyjt9W4oSAou_C8A4JEFXDMPGoPX38/s320/lesula.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5787622026958651330" border="0" /></a>A recent article in the journal PlosOne (an amazing journal everybody in the world can access for free) describes the recent finding of a new type of monkey. It lives in the lowland rain forests of central Democratic Republic of Congo, between the middle Lomami and the upper Tshuapa Rivers:<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwIIMlNmdIw37hWWXNHcJmW9tO52NIQ7J1AmWUGobS37_pm59vobSUMzrox9hqf_W6LKjsuU3KOFIHgdyH3myc7wda8d6CMQJZlxJ6sO4U73HABsrzmt-nDNtZamZ6w2SEvLTc6E250Ws/s1600/africa+map.tif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwIIMlNmdIw37hWWXNHcJmW9tO52NIQ7J1AmWUGobS37_pm59vobSUMzrox9hqf_W6LKjsuU3KOFIHgdyH3myc7wda8d6CMQJZlxJ6sO4U73HABsrzmt-nDNtZamZ6w2SEvLTc6E250Ws/s320/africa+map.tif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5787629306820758322" border="0" height="258" width="414" /></a></div><br />Right at the heart of Africa........ where we all come from....<br /><br />This new species has been called <em>Cercopithecus lomamiensis</em>, or "lesula", its common local name.<br /><br />Looking at his picture, one cannot avoid seeing some kind of "compassion" in his face....or at least some kind of natural "goodness".<br /><br /><i><span style="font-size:85%;">(<strong>Citation: </strong>Hart JA, Detwiler KM, Gilbert CC, Burrell AS, Fuller JL, et al. (2012) Lesula: A New Species of <em>Cercopithecus</em> Monkey Endemic to the Democratic Republic of Congo and Implications for Conservation of Congo’s Central Basin. <a href="http://www.plosone.org/article/info%3Adoi%2F10.1371%2Fjournal.pone.0044271">PLoS ONE</a> 7(9): e44271. doi:10.1371/journal.pone.0044271)</span></i><br /><br />Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-58305410616729080622012-08-26T23:03:00.004+01:002012-08-26T23:08:39.099+01:00worm's waking<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTHa7TVXQR-C7HwZgpsoGkqK4w70zSjIdAXnG0B43MLwrCENPu3qaafn2z3OLfZ1_eFo8qXQY6PuxV5Nu9UZK_CZAWDuasany1UIBYfIjJDM92GIzNJooSARsODPXkt6rrhg4xVCZAj2o/s1600/cAjHb.Em.138.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 316px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTHa7TVXQR-C7HwZgpsoGkqK4w70zSjIdAXnG0B43MLwrCENPu3qaafn2z3OLfZ1_eFo8qXQY6PuxV5Nu9UZK_CZAWDuasany1UIBYfIjJDM92GIzNJooSARsODPXkt6rrhg4xVCZAj2o/s320/cAjHb.Em.138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5781106054299852626" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">THE WORM'S WAKING</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">This is how a human can change:</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">there's a worm addicted to eating grape leaves.</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Suddenly, he wakes up,</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">call it grace, whatever, something wakes him, </span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">and he's no longer a worm.</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">He's the entire vineyard,</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">and the orchard too, the fruit, the trunks,</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">a growing wisdom and joy</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">that doesn't need to devour.</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><br style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Rumi</span><br /><br />It says it all......<br />Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705917992286416195.post-32620647787643409902012-08-15T22:36:00.005+01:002012-08-15T22:52:55.881+01:00The obsolete consciousness XII. Beleifs<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii8w14G5D5-Pp1i5hiV8SQG5VxwIzt39jfNpj4cdURCRcXLFICjhGQzM-eSPmGoKdcvhWpyWqi3De_gHTaZgJOn8L_AP3hK0ZjSWveP9IOG7faAg4q_3dQouVAE863oRvHA3ernOtdj2M/s1600/siria+fighter.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii8w14G5D5-Pp1i5hiV8SQG5VxwIzt39jfNpj4cdURCRcXLFICjhGQzM-eSPmGoKdcvhWpyWqi3De_gHTaZgJOn8L_AP3hK0ZjSWveP9IOG7faAg4q_3dQouVAE863oRvHA3ernOtdj2M/s320/siria+fighter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5777019805264043122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;">"Man has always sought something more than the daily living, with its pain, pleasure and sorrow; he has always wanted to find something more permanent. And in his search for this unnameable thing, he has built temples, churches, mosques. Extraordinary things have been done in the name of religion. There have been wars for which religions are responsible; people have been tortured, burned, destroyed; for belief was more important than truth, dogma more vital than the direct perception. When belief becomes all-important, then you are willing to sacrifice everything for that; whether that belief is real or has no validity does not matter as long as it gives comfort, security, a sense of permanency."</span><br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;">(J. Krishnamurti, 1970 in a public talk)</span><br /><br />This explains a lot of present conflicts and wars.....I wonder if a deep understanding (not just intellectual) is possible about this issue, this way of working of our brains......<br />Global Dialoguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17897926350256134868noreply@blogger.com0