<?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-6849210529690037496</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:05:09.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meditations Of...</title><subtitle type='html'>The thoughts, philosophies and incoherent ramblings of one man.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849210529690037496/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Schroder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645252150156680914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGs9HwA_KfI/SfpfhKz3OWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jCiC7xSfUnM/S220/Craigseyes.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849210529690037496.post-7735489675918897160</id><published>2009-05-18T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:05:10.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm supposed to do what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I find it increasingly difficult to think of the answer to 'what am I supposed do to.' I then recall a passage from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The Shack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"...you're not supposed to do anything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; If I'm not supposed to do anything then what should I do. But there again we shouldn't 'should on ourselves.'  That could get messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'll just do whatever it is I chose to do. And whatever it is I chose to do will be exactly what I needed to do at that exact moment in my life. There is no need to judge the choice as good or bad. The interesting aspect of 'good' and 'bad' is that there could not possibly be good without bad nor bad without good. There needs to be something bad so that you can judge something as good, otherwise it would all just be as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason this only makes sense from a philosophical, unworldly standpoint. This is because in this physical reality we have created, we believe we must adhere to the written and unwritten laws that govern this physical universe. Maybe we don't need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if everyone loved their neighbor as themselves? Wait a minute, maybe we do love our neighbor as ourselves, but we don't really love ourselves so that reflects in how we treat everyone we come into contact with. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The law of attraction, if I think it, feel it, believe it, it should manifest. Maybe I'll try it. I'm going to attract a, what am I supposed to attract...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849210529690037496-7735489675918897160?l=themeditationsof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/feeds/7735489675918897160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-supposed-to-do-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849210529690037496/posts/default/7735489675918897160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849210529690037496/posts/default/7735489675918897160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-supposed-to-do-what.html' title='I&apos;m supposed to do what?'/><author><name>Schroder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645252150156680914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGs9HwA_KfI/SfpfhKz3OWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jCiC7xSfUnM/S220/Craigseyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849210529690037496.post-7301367378007223328</id><published>2009-05-18T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:36:08.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Row, row, row your boat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily life is but a dream.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;Read the words and sing the song. This simple nursery rhyme provides a doorway to a teaching that our human mind finds difficult to accept. There's is no need for me to go into detail on what the rhyme is saying; for sometimes too many words and too much talking doesn't add, it takes away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849210529690037496-7301367378007223328?l=themeditationsof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/feeds/7301367378007223328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/2009/05/row-row-row-your-boat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849210529690037496/posts/default/7301367378007223328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849210529690037496/posts/default/7301367378007223328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/2009/05/row-row-row-your-boat.html' title='Row, row, row your boat...'/><author><name>Schroder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645252150156680914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGs9HwA_KfI/SfpfhKz3OWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jCiC7xSfUnM/S220/Craigseyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849210529690037496.post-5365639447809080910</id><published>2009-05-05T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:10:22.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I choose...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;For it has been far too long since I have been on a great adventure. This one will be the "one" of legend. As my great granddaddy used to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"You only live life once, so do everything that you came here for. Don't tell children that magic is not real. And it is up to you and only you, to make the life that you wish for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Well whatever, I believe in reincarnation. I do think it is important to keep magic alive. Without a belief in the unbelievable, it would be very difficult to lift the veil of reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It is my choice and mine alone to create the life of my choosing. Perhaps I don't do this consciously or unconsciously. It was a plan set in motion and agreed upon before I even came to this reality. Therefore, most and maybe all of this physical life has been ordained, so I should except what is and live life for each moment. That means accepting what I perceive as good and bad, sad and happy, abundant and scarce. It is all happening for a greater lesson. But what about free will? If my life already has a destiny, then I'm not really making any choices am I? Maybe free will is a false sense of security given to us to make us believe that we are in control. Perhaps free will is more than just a human component in this world, it is a power that we can use at any time to transcend in spiritual form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;This adventure is already taking its toll, and I haven't even left my chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;~C.B.Schroder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849210529690037496-5365639447809080910?l=themeditationsof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/feeds/5365639447809080910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849210529690037496/posts/default/5365639447809080910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849210529690037496/posts/default/5365639447809080910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-choose.html' title='I choose...'/><author><name>Schroder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645252150156680914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGs9HwA_KfI/SfpfhKz3OWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jCiC7xSfUnM/S220/Craigseyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849210529690037496.post-7630083160715767194</id><published>2009-05-04T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:54:58.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Today, today you have the privilege of embarking on a journey never before undertaken in the land of the Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;There will be pain, there will be misery, but this is an essential part of the life quest that we must accept with arms wide open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;We do not know what the destination is.  We do not know what we are trying to achieve.  We don't even have a map to guide us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;We don't know what to expect, we can only make assumptions.  Around the corner the beast of evil could be lurking, waiting for us, ready to take us in.  In the dark forest we could follow the glowing path of the guardian, if we could learn to see without looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;We must be prepared, yet nothing can be taken.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It is natural to be afraid.  For if there was no fear, then courage could never exist.  Embrace the fear, hold it close, accept it for what it is and it will no longer be your enemy, but an ally.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Give up who you think you need to be, to become who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I must now meditate and prepare myself for the journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;~C.B. Schroder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849210529690037496-7630083160715767194?l=themeditationsof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/feeds/7630083160715767194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/2009/05/choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849210529690037496/posts/default/7630083160715767194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849210529690037496/posts/default/7630083160715767194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeditationsof.blogspot.com/2009/05/choose.html' title='Choose...'/><author><name>Schroder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645252150156680914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGs9HwA_KfI/SfpfhKz3OWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jCiC7xSfUnM/S220/Craigseyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
