Sadness and Hope

On a narrow path through the woods walking beside two women. One very young, just out of adolescence, and the other at the lowest levels of maturity and old age. Although the young woman was very beautiful, her gait was slow, concerned only the ground and most of the time leads shoulders seemed too big a burden for her powers. Instead, the elderly although her hair was gray, she was thin and her eyes always looked lively and sky. Her step was a brisk and shining smile on her face almost incessantly.

The two walked through the forest a significant period of time, at a time when they saw a clearing near a fountain which was a bank that was stretched another woman. She crouched and her hair hung over the edge of the bank. As they approached they began to hear moans of its weak indicating that the creature is suffering.

- Who are you? she asked the young girl.

Two troubled and tired eyes opened slowly.

- I? I am Sadness, there was hardly a voice trembling whistling.

- Oh, !, Sadness young woman react in amazement, as if it had met an old acquaintance.

Distrustful, surprised creature lying on the bank asks:

- You know me?

- Of course! continue delicate woman. On my journey, you've been many times together.

- And why do not you frightened ?, wondered Sadness.

- Are you not afraid of me? come next question.

- Why it should be afraid of you, my dear? chime in and older women. Even if she tried to run away from you, all you end up with her ?! No matter where she hide everything you find it.

- Since I saw you I thought you tormenting pain. Are you suffering? Can we help you something? The girl continues the questions.

- I, I am unhappy! said the creature with the same trembling voice replied.

Old ladies sat beside the suffering.

- Are you sad, then, she said, displaying a look of compassion. Come on, let us know you're pressed so hard.

After a long sigh, Sadness wondered if this time it will listen to someone the way? For countless times, she felt this need, but no one was willing to grant her any attention, and those who were, however, gave up after a while. Thus, slightly enlivened and filled with astonishment, she began to display her troubles:

- You know, the more it hurts that no one likes me, nobody love me. Everyone is trying to drive me away. But my purpose is precise to join them for a shorter or longer period, people. But, whenever they feel around, shivered and tried to get rid of me. They are afraid of me and treat me with hostility. Nobody tries to understand my purpose in this world.

Sadness sighed again and continues her story:

- Nobody thinks that impressive works of art were made by people who crossed temporarily for a period of sadness. That's the effect of that sadness makes people more sensitive. Those who go through a period of sadness only serve to prepare the "ground" for a comeback of the will to live. Suffering is a way brought me clearance to the past in order to move forward.

As she spoke her eyes shine and tone of voice grew.

- People have created all sorts of habits that try to hide my presence in their lives. Some mimic bitter smile, others feel pain in the stomach and become panic, some even lose their breath. Even their heart beating like a volcano erupting before. Then the thread is overwhelmed by tears that never stop. Sometimes, some try to forget me twinned themselves with alcohol or drug abuse.

Yes, that's right, you're right !, confirm the delicate young girl, I often met such people.

Hearing this, Sadness fell deeper into her pain, and continues:

- I want to be useful to the people. When accompanied them, they are found. I try to support them and to foment their wounds take away one of their true enemy is despair. A sad man is particularly sensitive and must regain his strength. On a poor pitch on an unhealed pain, suffering finds shelter easy and reinstall amplifying human bitterness. Thus, only those who feel that they give vent to tears callable can heal these wounds really. Despite this therapy, people shun me not want to admit that they are together and dip into their pain. Prefer to display a false mask, forcing it to look natural at all a smile. Or, put their armor and behavior glacial silence.

And when she finished speaking, sadness began to shed a few tears fragile from the start. Then, in silence, they invaded her cheeks and finally come to sob.

The fragile old lady grabbed hands and hugged tightly on the grieving. Felt surprisingly, the skin smooth and soft hands sadness, a sustained whispering

- Cry, my dear, download your tears sad! Thus, you will be able to break free and catch the new powers. Maybe people really are afraid of you, but you must realize your mission and to protect them from other enemies such as anger, despair, or even madness.

Suddenly Sadness string stopped her tears, flushed, her eyes glisten and began, somewhat curiously, she asked her interlocutor:

- OK but, who are you really?

- I ? said the old man with her warm smile, I am Hope.

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The Trap

By the time Persian empire ascension a young believer needed a few nuts because his wife has promised to cook fesenjan, a food prepared with nuts. Excited by the thought that his wife will prepare his favorite food, he slipped into a deep pantry and put his hand in a bowl of nuts about half a meter high which was nuts about the height of a hand breadth and grabbed as many nuts could each contain one-handed. When he tried to pull his arm from the vessel, the vessel because the mouth is very narrow, it stuck. As much pulled and

twisted, the vessel did not want to release the arm. He cried, moaned and cursed even as a believer ought

not to do. But nothing helped him. Even when his wife grabbed the jar and pulled it with all his might, nothing happened. Young hand stuck inside the vessel. After several vain attempts, they had called on their neighbors for help. All they watched with interest the scene unfolded before them. One of the neighbors took a look  and asked the young man how this accident happened. With a pathetic voice and groans of despair, the young man told the whole  accident. He told his neighbor:

- I will help you if you do exactly what I tell you.

- I promise to do whatever you ask me if I'll be free of this jar.

- Then I reached deeper into the jar.

This seemed strange to young; Why should dig deeper into the ship, when I wanted to get her out?

But he did as his neighbor was told.

The neighbor continued:

- Now open your hand and then dropped nuts that hold in your hand.

This demand has upset him young. After all, he wanted his favorite nuts for food and now simply had to let them go. Wavering, he followed the instructions that help.

The man said now:

- Shake hands and slowly pull it out of the bowl.

The young man did so, and, behold, without any difficulty, he pulled his hand from the vessel. But it was not entirely satisfied.

- My hand is free now, but where are the nuts?

When neighbor took the jar at an angle and allowed to roll as many nuts the young need. With wide eyes and gaping, he asked the young man:

- Are you a magician?

Genes miser of us who do not cease to only in one direction: the shortest path to the target. Perhaps it would be better to lean more on alternative solutions.

In India uses this method to catch monkeys!

It picks a coconut or a wooden stump in which a hole as big as fit only to hand the monkey!

The hub or coconut binds to a tree with a rope. Inside lay an orange or a fruit as bait enticing.

In fact the "key to success" this technique is the effort needed to do to reach the monkey trap. Just this effort is the one who "cling" monkey psyche. If the road would be easier to trap the animal could get much easier to loot willingness to renounce it would be much increased. The route is very hard to create a fiercely monkey prey to not give up on what eventually makes itself prey to someone else.

I hope that each of you can learn something useful from this story.

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Science and "The Church"

Edgar Mitchell was the sixth man who walked on the moon. Together with Alan Shepard and Stuart Roosa, he was part of the crew of Apollo 14, which took off from Cape Kennedy on January 31, 1971 and landed in the South Pacific on February 9, 1971. It was a triumph of engineering, science, training and management, obtained under pressure of technological competition. Back then, their understanding of human consciousness was a goal without a stakes too high. Not to Edgar Mitchell.

 Today, Mitchell, over the past 80 years, remained the last member alive crew. What is good for mankind, since the post-Apollo years he has dedicated his life to a journey more complex. In June 2011, Edgar Mitchell became the seventh person accepted into the prestigious Leonardo da Vinci Society for the Study thinking during a ceremony at the University of Advanced Technology in Tempe. From this society physicist Dr. Michio Kaku part, futurist Ray Kurzweil technologist, psychologist Dr. Edward de Bono, Dr. Fritjof Capra, author of books about Taoism and physics, Dr. Lynn Margulis, an exponent of the theory of Gaia and Dr. Margaret J. Wheatley, who investigates speed changes in our society. The reason for choosing Edgar Mitchell is not only that it is holder of a PhD in Aeronautics and Astronautics from MIT or founded after leaving NASA in 1972, the Institute of Noetic Sciences and more recently, the Institute Quantrek oriented energy exploitation Point zero. Most significantly, Mitchell has developed a new cosmology and has proposed to change the way we see ourselves in relation to the reality around us.

Edgar Mitchell's goal is to correct what he considered a defect induced in the early 17th century that Western scientific thought placed in a box materialistic, stopping such laws to more fully understand the

 universe. Edgar Mitchell is convinced that the best minds of our civilization not think comprehensively. How long will it be so, mankind as a species will go toward the goal to which we refer evolution.

A series of fundamental human observable phenomena, including consciousness, were bypassed by "great scientists" with no rigorous scientific description today. This happened not because of insufficient evidence of the existence of the phenomenon, but rather the lack of theoretical constructions that could fit in a dominant paradigms of current science. Edgar Mitchell cosmology, which he calls "dyadic model of consciousness', is one of the key components of the concept of" quantum hologram "proposed in 1992 by German mathematician Dr. Walter Schempp.

Quantum Hologram - wrote Edgar Mitchell - the first energy phenomenon directly linking all matter located at the macro scale quantum world. For most of the last century, quantum non-location was considered an artifact of interaction bothersome particles, without any influence on macro-scale world. It was not considered as non-local information could have any use. Now it is clear that, in appropriate circumstances, this is the quantum information available, and useable.

According to Mitchell, in the 17th century, Western European civilization has been a split between science and church thinking. Until then religion was a fundamental organizing principle of society. The intellectuals who had supported the ideas in contradiction with religious doctrine would have been persecuted. When Galileo used the telescope to obtain observational evidence supporting the thesis of Copernicus's

heliocentric, church officials not only refused to look through the telescope at the evidence, but convicted him and heresy. In these circumstances, scientists solution was a Faustian pact with the church. A line of demarcation philosophical consciousness leaves exclusively to religion, science instead given freedom to investigate whatever. Science has thus gained access to chemistry, physics, mathematics, geology, biology and other disciplines that have shaped Western technological civilization. Church remains his spirit, miracles, prayer and presence unseen overseeing everything.

This policy divide, which came to be known as the "Cartesian duality", postulated that mind and matter do not interact and therefore could be considered separately. It was a fatal reductionism, which put obstacle to a holistic understanding of reality for centuries. For over 400 years, consciousness, a fundamental aspect of the universe, thus remained untouchable, beyond the limits of science. The problem is therefore that reality, in full or can not be understood scientifically, until not taken into consideration and consciousness, or, if you're a scientist, you are allowed to take into account consciousness.

Because of the separation of church and science along the border between spirit and matter, observable phenomena "normal" reasonably derived from a quantum holographic model, were erroneously labeled as "paranormal". And implicit stigma associated with everything "paranormal" discouraged scientific minds to investigate a lot of really significant phenomena. The distinction between mind and matter lasted until the twentieth century when quantum mechanics appeared. But even then, most scientists continued to cling to the idea of ​​Cartesian duality. Consciousness still excluded in most of the serious scientific approaches. In this context, Edgar Mitchell seeking what might be called the reunification of spirit and matter.

 The interdisciplinary nature of the investigations Mitchell and his team makes it vulnerable to attacks of skeptics might consider his ideas as absurd. Like a blind man trying to describe an elephant's leg just Pipa, many do not have a wide enough understanding to encompass the entire complexity that Mitchell is trying to put together.

 Lou Weili PhD, a member of the scientific team Quantrek Institute, wrote in a paper "intrinsic consciousness, which we all have, it is universal among all living beings. It is the basic condition of our conscious experiences, is timeless and irreducible. Reductionism can not be applied to the study of intrinsic consciousness, which represents a challenge to the current "all theories" that knowledge is ignored ".

 Mitchell's dyadic model assumes that every human experience, including mystical experience, has a valid information base, so that the information (power configuration, according to) is the root of all perceptions. He agrees that all sciences, from quantum mechanics to paleontology, produced bodies of information available. But dyadic model, science and religious experience are just two different ways of knowing, which uses different brain functions and are "taken dyadic".

 Journalist Larry D. Lowe argued in a 2012 article that Mitchell's work could have relevance in understanding the UFO phenomenon, at least two ways. One is the enticing prospect that understanding how consciousness interacts with classical physics and quantum lead to an explanation of the behavior reported in some fantastic and incredible UFO sightings. Recent developments suggest that electromagnetism could play a role in the manifestation of the phenomenon, beyond the idea that control and propulsion systems could be based on an interaction between electromagnetism and gravity undiscovered.

Another connection, more pragmatic, is that Edgar Mitchell is part of a growing population: smart people

who read the literature available, they ran it through their own thinking and concluded that humanity is facing a phenomenon enigmatic - illustrating the words of Arthur C. Clarke - consciousness is so advanced that, often, its manifestations are "indistinguishable from magic." Shares of this consciousness observed and reported higher are often rejected by scientists too limited by the principles set out at the beginning of "the age of reason" and too confident in their intellectual skills to recognize the implications evidence that either will not take them into account, I can not rationalize.

 There are indications that a wide range of cosmic consciousness interacts with humanity through various ways and for various reasons. Interaction is done in a hidden and enigmatic and therefore is easily negated by the many who do not bother to look too closely at the existing evidence. Western technological civilization, or at least its political institutions, the media, academia, scientific and military are content to ignore or deny these facts, although they are part of our everyday life.

On the occasion of his acceptance Leonardo da Vinci Society, Dr. Mitchell said once again that he believes in the vast universe there is an advanced intelligence and she already interact with humanity. Some in the US government and industry are aware of this, he said, but did not reveal to the public what they know, controlling the media and constantly refusing to discuss or admit the situation. The reasons are diverse and some of them are very simple.

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The power of prayer

Find out in front of a tragedy imminent or already in progress for the production, people often choose the latter nest sheltering their young hopes, prayers to the deity.

There are people who by steadfast faith in God healed diseases, to whom admitted impotence medicine. Fasting and prayer are two such "cures" divine. Regarded as true miracles believers, they have long been considered by scientists as mere stories. But there are exceptions: Recently, Russian scientists have demonstrated that the power of prayer has scientific confirmation. Of course, who wants to believe something else is free to do so!

Simferopol, Crimea, Holy Week 2014

In the Holy Trinity Cathedral in Simferopol, in front of the coffin of silver which houses the relics of St. Luke of Crimea, dozens of people are kneeling. In the deep silence of the church only hear the murmur their prayers, uttered with reverence and hope. There are few more hours until the start of the Great Martian

Denise believers, some of whom arrive from thousands of kilometers away, not wasting a single moment to pray at the holy relics. Body and soul tormented by suffering, the belief that there are immovable, with the help of St. Luke, will find salvation. It is said that the Holy Week, prayers ascend to heaven work miracles.

Among the faithful, mostly elderly people, a young man stands. The tears ran down his cheeks, but his face is lit by a smile of gratitude. There are already more than ten years since coming here with his mother, to glorify the Good Lord and St. Luke, who through His mercy saved from a horrible suffering that threatened to change her existence.

From early childhood, Nazar Stadnicenko dreamed of becoming a pianist and composer, because he loved music more than anything in the world. At age four, he reached first piano keys and seven years was already a laureate of several national competitions of music. Even the day was ten years old, received the best gift: the news that he had been invited to sing in Moscow in opening an international competition. But his joy was short-lived. In order to study musical scores that quiet would interpret them, the boy went to his grandmother in a village on the Black Sea coast of Crimea region, where he could practice in peace, away from city noises. But childhood was stronger than him and one day, Nazar closed piano lid and decided to go with other children, a trip by ship at sea. An excited adventure that awaited him, rushed out the door impatiently, when it was shut down, crushing the child's fingers. "At first, I did not realize what happened, I just felt an atrocious pain. The wall and door were full of blood, and then I turned with horror, looking to hand. Phalanges of the middle and ring fingers hung, taking only into the skin, " Nazar story a few years later.

 Crimea. After his death, thousands of faithful continued to ask for help through prayer and miracles were not late. Nowadays, both for Russia and for the whole of Orthodoxy, St. Luke of Crimea is one of the greatest saints of the twentieth century. In his relics, he had hoped and Nazar's mother, turning his steps towards the Cathedral of Simferopol. After hours of tears and prayers chose an icon of St. Luke, myrrh, and incense took holy and returned to the hospital where her son lay sick yet. Day by day, anointed with myrrh hand operated pious holy and prayed before the icon of St. Luke, which hung above his bed, Nazar.

At the hospital, doctors had a diagnosis that for Nazar sounded like a sentence: emergency had amputated phalanges! For days on end, after surgery, the child came out of silence, as if the loss of fingers would be taken and eloquent. When finally recovered from the shock began to cry, stroking his hand bandaged, "How longer play the piano?". The entire medical staff of the hospital was deeply impressed by the misfortune that had befallen the little artist. "Such cases, patients whose states requiring amputation had," says Dmitri Vasilişin, the surgeon who had operated him. "Troubled for all of us was that terrible suffering not lost fingers, but his dream crushed. It was so much pain in his voice, that I wish I could give them my fingers, that boy can sing again the piano. " Although Nazar's physical condition was stable, the psychic weakening louder, until the boy went into a deep depression. Then one of the nurses advised the boy's mother to pray to St. Luke of Crimea, Unmercenaries doctor, a surgeon by profession during his life and done wonders, managed to save the lives of people who are no longer He gave no chance. After going through the throes communist prisons and endured years of hard camp in unforgiving lands of Siberia, Voino-Iaseneţki joined the ranks of priests and became Archbishop of Simferopol and the and the Crimea. After his death, thousands of faithful continued to ask for help through prayer and miracles were not late. Nowadays, both for Russia and for the whole of Orthodoxy, St. Luke of Crimea is one of the greatest saints of the twentieth century. In his relics, he had hoped and Nazar's mother, turning his steps towards the Cathedral of Simferopol. After hours of tears and prayers chose an icon of St. Luke, myrrh, and incense took holy and returned to the hospital where her son lay sick yet. Day by day, anointed with myrrh hand operated pious holy and prayed before the icon of St. Luke, which hung above his bed, Nazar.

 A few weeks later, when the bandages were removed, the surgeon, Dmitry Vasilişin remained speechless:

amputated phalanges place grew new ones! "With all my medical studies and knowledge can not explain such a phenomenon! I made dozens of operations, but I have never seen in my life as a finger amputated to recover completely! My amazement was so great that I immediately sent to X-rays. They have been exactly what I was seeing with the naked eye: his little bones grow back. It is a divine miracle because only God can accomplish such a wonder. How could I, in my mind of man, to can also decipher a mystery ?! "surgeon confessed in an interview.

A year after the accident, the boy's fingers were completely redone, complete with nails and Nazar began playing the piano again, with the same talent and passion. Every year in Holy Week, with his mother go on pilgrimage to the relics of St. Luke, who played his fingers. "I come here every year for the Feast of the Resurrection, because by divine grace, I am reborn! For me, losing fingers were equaled death, but God the Father and Luke were pitied and offered me a gift priceless! "said Nazar last year.

Today, Nazar Stadnicenko is 24 years old and is famous throughout Russia. His childhood dream came true and he became the pianist and composer! If this was sufficient for faith, we can not ask what kind of processes are active in the human body during prayer.

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THREE DAUGHTERS

Once lived in a rich city in Persia, where there are plenty of perfumes and silk, an old and wise king, who was much loved by his subjects. As he had no children, he decided to seek among the closest relatives of his, a man who lead his people justly.

But times where they were going, gave only over ambition and envy. Until, tired is not anyone that would be pleasing, as it is counting socotisi eventually find what to do. Generations or there was a young man of sixteen, pretty spoiled and full of stubborn, but with a heart of gold. Of all was the one who knew what evil, and patiently, he would have been turned.

So the king had commanded to be brought the boy to the palace. For a while he stared at him. He gave wise advice and carry it like a real parent. But he was a young boy lightly and do not take account of anything, continuing to act with recklessness, as before, and to waste time and money on pointless pleasures.

But come a time when, disgusted with his own mood, the young could not find anything to please. Become sad and cranky. Then the king take a bold decision and told her prince:

"Listen son, tomorrow morning you leave the palace, with a good horse, a squire and a few bags of gold, you'll wander the world. In this way you will learn more than from my advice. But do not come back, my boy, before twelve months, for you palace gates will be closed by then. I have to deal with all kinds of people, because life experience is his deputy. "

And no longer add anything to the king he bade farewell to the print, leaving him to prepare for the trip.

Prince was very happy with this new decision of the king; in this way will be far from dull and lacking in surprises life at court who began to get bored.

What happiness to roam the world, with pockets full of money! And how could the prince prepare better for pleasant and unusual journey.

But because it was broken hand, soon reached the bottom of the bag and his joy began to fade.

He had only a few coins in his pocket when he stopped at a blacksmith to put horseshoes. Prince was amazed and cheerful blacksmith who worked hard, with great zeal, cheerful singing all the time.

So much hard work and grueling Siro sweat on it, but did not lose his temper seeing another rider who was waiting in line and shook cheerful greeting Prince: "Allow a moment, Knight, and you come right away."

And the hammer fall increasingly faster on anvil: boc knock and Blacksmith continue to whistle easily.

Prince was delighted cheerful and open a blacksmith and he decided to set up camp at night.

The worthy blacksmith not stop working all day and night went to bed tired but happy.

The day when dawn, our blacksmith put on the job with the same zeal as the day before, as in all days of the year. He never complained of fatigue and always seemed happy.

Curiosity prince asked him, "Good man, how come you're so happy, you have to work hard and you can not enjoy the rest you need age?"

At these words the blacksmith replied: "Knight, if you want to know why I am always cheerful, come with me in my little room poor without expensive jewelry but they keep an incomparable treasure."

And the blacksmith he went into a dark closet, where there were only a mat, a wooden rickety wicker chair and a rough table of the rough planks. On the table stood a mahogany cabinet as rich in sculptures and blacksmith prepare to open the little doors.

Great Prince was surprised when data beyond the little doors saw the miracle of miracles! Three faces, as beautiful, charming three maidens.

Contents of delight, Prince could no longer take his eyes off them. Asked the blacksmith: "Who are these three beautiful maidens and what they seek in the house? I want to see them any minute, because I do not think I could still live without know. All three are equally beautiful. "

Blacksmith, very satisfied, prince replied: "Of course, Knight, they are beautiful, but not everyone can learn, although it's hard work." Then the blacksmith continues, "are my three daughters and they both love each of them. The first is the smile, that there are never missed; the second is health, without which I could not do anything; third is inner peace and self-satisfaction that I hope to stay with me forever, even when the other two I will leave. "

And smith dark cupboard beautiful place, under the amazed eyes of the prince, who had to look away before you had given counsel this good man and could never stop to chase the three faces of mind.

Prince left the hardware until the time comes to return to palace. Then had asked the blacksmith, from which only received good advice, to make them honor the throne who accompany him and expect him to be the wisest counselor. But the blacksmith will not receive this high governor. He liked the blacksmith's more lonely roadside without covet the property of others and without others to envy him.

Great was the joy of the king when he saw that his nephew returned so changed and you know who is due this happy change, he sent many masters, to build a new and wonderful hardware on top of a house that in honor smith called him "inn three girls".

Prince was one of the wisest and best kings ever heard about that, and his kingdom was strengthened and flourished in wealth and happiness.

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Contact with the ground

Not many people realize the importance of stepping on the ground barefoot. Even the simple act of walking barefoot has huge benefits to wearing shoes with rubber soles. Earth's surface contains subtle amounts of energy very good for health. All you have to do is touch it and become alive. In the documentary film "Grounded" and "grounding", you can see this amazing phenomenon that transforms people's lives, for example, a man who for decades was bound to a wheelchair, now being able to walk again.

Even plants are severely affected when removed from the Earth's natural energy. However, the act of grounding or earthing, as it is sometimes called, is not really an unusual phenomenon; is actually a natural act that practically all living things we do instinctively.

Your body needs the connection to earth

This simple act that can be achieved by walking barefoot on the earth, the earth's surface transfer of free electrons in your body, then spread to all body tissues. The effect is enough to keep your body at the same electrical potential as the earth negatively. This process is referred to simply as "ground". Grounding has been shown to reduce inflammation, relieves pain, improves sleep, enhances well-being and bring many other benefits.

Every time you take a breath or a glass of water or absorb ultraviolet light from the Sun, are virtually connected to Earth and use it for survival. Grounding is really more an extension of these things ... is still a way for your body to be part of nature. But shoes with rubber soles and plastic disconnects from the Earth's energy flow. These sealants are highly effective, are used to insulate wires. Thus, without want, effectively disconnect from the Earth's natural flow of electrons.

Are best sole leather shoes allows you to stay more connected with the earth. But, going barefoot is one of the simplest and best ways to stay connected with the earth, but not on any surface. Good grounding surfaces include sand beach, grass (preferably wet) concrete and brick (as long as they are not painted or sealed), ceramic tile. The following areas are not good for grounding: asphalt, wood, rubber, plastic, vinyl tar.

Why is it so important to connect the ground? For today, we are exposed to mercury pollution, insecticides, pesticides, radiation, etc., all electrons decreasing the body. By walking outside barefoot and by reaching Earth recharge our energy and improve our exposure to electromagnetic fields and other types of radiation of mobile phones, computers, etc.

Grounding is anti-inflammatory and helps blood thinning

One of the great health benefits of grounding is the antioxidant effect. It helps alleviate inflammation

throughout the body, and this was demonstrated by thermography analysis in many cases. This is in itself revolutionary, because inflammation is the cause of many diseases, including heart disease.

Dr. Stephen Sinatra is a prominent cardiologist; according to him, the inflammation increases when your blood is thick, you have a lot of free radicals and a lot of positive charges in your body. Grounding effectively relieves inflammation because blood thinners and will "inspire" negative ions through your feet. Grounding helps thin the blood by improving the zeta potential, which means improves energy of red blood cells. Research has shown it takes about 80 minutes for the free electrons from the earth to reach the bloodstream of your body

Grounding calms the nervous system

Also, grounding calm the sympathetic nervous system, which supports heart rate variability. And, when heart rate variability supports it promotes homeostasis or balance the autonomic nervous system. This is important, because with improved heart rate variability, it improves the entire body.

Attention! Grounding is not a "treatment" or "cure" for any disease or disorder. Instead, we can say unequivocally that the human body has evolved in contact with the earth and you must maintain this natural contact to run correctly. If you have a yard or a garden bathroom, walk barefoot outdoors, especially during the warm season, is one of the most wonderful, cheaper and powerful ways to incorporate energy in your daily life.

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THE MONKS AND THE WOMEN

In a depression which is somewhere between a few mountain peaks lies a monastery where monks lived a small group of ascetics. Living in prayer and love for God they made their time and for administrative and household chores without which the proper operation of the seat would have been affected.

A day in mid autumn brought into the land surrounding the monastery in the middle of a great plague. A rain like that in the time of Noah. Three days heaven on earth shook with anger and shed a flood of water. Three nights thunder shakes the walls and light lightning was so strong that it felt like the middle of the day.

Standing forest creatures hidden fear that engulfed the whole earth like now wear a shroud of water. Creeks turned into rivers from the first day and the gentle and quiet springs were now full of deadly torrents rush and struggle. Trees for the most part managed to escape this plague that hit them. However, the oldest and many towering were now fallen to the ground.

After three days, the sun managed to win the battle of the clouds and began to caress the grass and the leaves of the forest with its warm rays. Spontaneous thousands of bugs and birds were awakened to life like an explosion of joy, with new power, with an energy gathered in the three days of chaos.

After three days of intense prayer in the monastery monks came out of their miserable little rooms left and right checking for signs of disaster, eventually finding one that roof was damaged cells which were threatening the people who lived there . Without hesitation two monks who were chosen to go to the nearest village which lies a few kilometers away, to get those needed to make the necessary repairs.

Bruno brother and brother Anton were elect for this drudgery, which is a great proof of confidence from the other monks.

Brother Bruno was a plump man with some huge hands with thick fingers like sausages. Despite his short legs he was agile as an eel, helped somewhat reduced height and that made its center of gravity is closer to the ground, which gives it a very good stability. In relations with other monks was always jovial with skills to make them smile all the time, which given the conditions in which they lived was not anyone. It was one of the reasons why it was very loved in the community of monks.

Brother Anton was almost perfect opposite of his colleague was a tall and skinny with a sharp nose. His hands had long fingers that ended with beautiful nails. But it was a sullen man communicating with other monks only short sentences and only if absolutely necessary. It was almost as though loved and respected by his brothers because faith always found gestures to help them when needed, not, as I said, a good communicator.

Brother Bruno with brother Anton went at dawn next trip to the nearest village. To make roof repairs needed nails, ropes, and many building materials. For it had been sent to speak to people in the village and see how They can help. But brother Bruno was loved by his peers especially love that knew to look over all other creatures around him from bugs to humans.

Order which included is strict, with many rules to help them to remain pure before God. They were not allowed to eat any meat, could not wake up later than 6 o'clock, had at least 12 times during the day in which to pray, but most of prohibition is to touch a woman.

Going along the road leading to the village brother Anton brother Bruno sees as roadside stops and leans over the moat still full of water.

- What are you doing? Are you sick? Bruno asked him worried.

Anton returns to face his companion and the astonished him.

- Now is the time! says he decided.

- What time? Bruno surprised shown

- Third moment of prayer.

- Um ... I understand. My dear friend, I left the convent and now we're not here to walk. We go to the village to work. So there's a lot of walking. If we stop at every bend in the road to pray, we reach the village over a month.

- God has honored more often in our prayers, 'said Anton.

- We honor by what we do, by what we are and what we think. Each step of our fellow humans to help the prayer is stronger than any other, told lip service. Rather than sit all day immersed in prayer and kissing icons, you better get your hands and help a man in distress or you fix something in our cells. I'm sure God will smile.

- Maybe you're right, brother, but my love is so deep and big that I can not sing my prayers, trying to justify his brother Anton gesture.

- Very nice, but how about if you sing Antoan going. Can you do that?

- Yes, of course, he said, rising.

The road to the village two begin to soften, need to pass only two elbows and reach the bridge over the river. From there, the road is smooth like the palm and passes through fertile plains. Two hours away and will arrive in the village. Hope hid the two is that the locals had no they greatly suffered from the storm, otherwise any chance of getting help would be compromised close

Anton is younger and lively. He came first to the bridge. Bruno is not far behind him, but he sees that he stopped and not forward at all.

- I told Anton if you pray you can do and going. Why did you stop?

- Bridge, he says almost in a whisper. The bridge is not here.

The wonder of it sincere so what causes the brother Bruno to hurry to reach him.

Indeed, the bridge is destroyed. The flood ripped in two, and one half is far away in the valley. It can be restored, but not now by the two monks. This is a big problem. Link between the monastery and civilization is broken. The two begin to think with concern how could bring construction materials to the convent. It will not be easy.

How are they there on the waterfront in the place where the bridge was even hear a sob and sob.

Carefully look around and see a woman mourning. He approached her.

- Hello.

- Hello, Your Grace.

- Why are you crying, woman?

- I have to get faster in the village, and the bridge is not.

The monks looked at each other. Anton is scared.

Bruno did not hesitate. Takes the women  in his arms and fall into the water. Slowly forward by the strong current. Hardly manage to reach the other side. She thanked and go. Anton reach him near Bruno. He's mad and it concerns him reproachfully. He knows that we are not allowed to touch a woman.

Bruno says nothing and the two continued on. The silence stretches almost to the waterfront village.

Finally Anton breaks:

- How could you do that? How could you take this woman in his arms? Did you know that you can not?

- Not I but God helped the woman to cross the river. He was manifested in my arms. And yet, I left it in the river arms, but I see that you still wear thought. The rationale for the rule in our order was taken not to touch a woman is to protect ourselves from temptation. But that does not give us the right not to help a person in need, in order to protect us from temptation.

God loves us all equally. If I did something wrong only him can ask me to account and I am  prepared to accept the consequences. You brother, however, I should not judge me because it is a great  sin.

Stunned by the words of brother Bruno, Anton understood what great sin committed if it were only for the sake of respect for the rule would not hesitate to help a person in trouble.

He continued his way to the village with the firm belief that God showed himself Brono brother how to act in that situation.

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APPRENTICE S GIFT

It is said that in West Africa, a village at the edge of the desert lived an old man who had a great life experience, which is why those who lived with him in that village they considered their wise. Every time I had a dilemma on what or how to do something and always appealed to the wisdom of his words had the force of law.

As you get older man began to take him by a number of young people among the most worthy of their community, to share the secrets of the road going through scholarship, so that at a time of all young people to chose three that would be apprentices or learners.

Inevitably at some point between the three youths broke a tacit competition to earn the appreciation of their master, which is why the wise choice to guide each of them in other ways to attain wisdom.

Thus, one of them was assigned to spend more time around animals, to watch behavior needs to know to understand what's the point of this world.

The second young man tasked with monitoring the evolution of plants from the time of their appearance until their final disappearance and "show magic water".

Last couple of the group had to go every night in the desert to understand the meaning of life through meditation and listening to the wind and watching the stars.

If the first and the second couple spent their time in the community in which they lived watching animals and plants, the third locality leaving every night to go to the desert away from human activity and the uproar caused by this . With the directional reference only stars inevitably got lost one night while heading to the place chosen for master nocturnal contemplations. He continued all night to go searching the way to the village, and the morning was thirsty and hungry, he came across a spring with a cold and crystal clear water.

So good that it seemed that water has filled gourd leather carry it to his master. Unfortunately, the journey through the desert lasted four days. However ambitious young man has decided to not drink of the water in the flask had appeased his thirst with dew which managed to gather every morning after the night coolness gave him fluid that needed to live. The effort was consistent and the water we obtained was very little and often was not very clean but remained nezduncinată young ambition and helped to remain consistent with what he had proposed.

Finally find the way home and once in the middle of his community, came immediately to his master told him to all Patan and proudly giving gourd with water.

The old man drank heartily from bedpan, smiled and thanked young happy for the gift made, assuring him that water is not drunk so good in his life. Moreover young man was given as an example to his colleagues who could now no longer his curiosity about the taste of the water so praised flask.

Young already tired of the journey through the desert was now terribly pleased and happy went to his house, just waiting to enjoy the food and deserved rest.

The other two disciples who witnessed the whole scene and her, asked him to give them and learn their wonderful taste of water. Master agreed, handed bedpan one young but when he tasted the water and immediately spit it taste horrible terrified of water for four days in a flask heated leather withering heat of the desert , asked the wise:

- But master, the water taste is terrible! Why you pretended you like?

The old man answered him with a smile on his face:

-You Have only tasted the water. I tasted the gift.

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EMPATHY OF DEATH

CNN examines a disturbing phenomenon: Death shared

A phenomenon that is called "shared death". Something that is still at the boundary between reality and imagination, until research in the field will show whether or not it is true.

Stories shared death are few, which is why CNN conducted last December a comprehensive material in this respect, based on testimonies of those who have gone through it. The term "shared death" was introduced only in 2009, by Raymond Moody, author of several books in the field: "Life After Life", "Glimpses of Eternity", "The Light Beyond" and many others. He studied for 20 years this strange phenomenon, gathering and analyzing various accounts of people who have gone through such situations. Moody says if shared death, inexplicable feelings can not be attributed to lack of oxygen to the brain, as some researchers will explain to limit death experiences.

Unlike the limited experiences of death, dying in this case is the one that gets the intense feelings that seem to be evidence of the existence of the beyond, after death. These states, accompanied by the sensation of imminent death, besides being experienced by persons suffering. It is remarkable that in all cases considered, the lives of these people went smoothly, after reading this unique episode in their lives.

High incredible strength

One of these confessions belongs to William Peters, who worked as a volunteer in a nursing home, where he became friends with Ron, a former employee in the merchant marine. Ron was suffering from stomach cancer and every day William spent 3 hours with him, talking or reading his adventures in books. Ron had few relatives and friends to visit.

In the day when the old man died, William was reading her around noon, as usual, Jack London's book, "Call Wilderness". And what happened then is inexplicable. Peters tells how he felt suddenly as it raises an incredible strength and soul leaves the body. Then he felt hovering over the bedside, and with him is his soul Ron, who looked just floated and stand in bed in agony.

Ron smiled quietly friend, as if it were amused by strange chance, taking part in both. After a few moments, Peters felt his body go again and recovered. But Ron died shortly.

William always thought this experience, who did not know what to believe. Then he learned that there are other similar stories, and these states are called shared death experiences.

According to CNN, the first testimony in this regard were made in the nineteenth century and affects different people: among soldiers who have seen comrades die on the battlefield, the nurses who stood at the head of the sick or in the case of ordinary people who were near and dear ones in the last moments of their lives.

Sensations described by those who pass through these states is very similar to those reported by those who experience the limit of death. Another witness: Karl Skala German poet, author of one of the first recorded accounts of the phenomenon, describing what happened in the moment when a friend died in her arms, in the trenches of the First World War.

Karl told how he felt that he and his friend were picked up from the body and could be seen from above as she held her seriously wounded comrade. Then he saw a bright light on who directed both, but he stopped and returned to the body.

A nurse

Other stories are different and more disturbing. Penny Sartori, a nurse who cared for a dying man, lived a very traumatic experience.

The moment he touched the bed, had the impression that everything around them stopped and as she went for the patient, and all states of feeling pain. Although old could not speak, the nurse thought the message heard his request to no longer be cared for, so they can die quickly, quietly.

During the period in which he worked as a nurse, says Penny has witnessed strange phenomena which anticipated the death of patients: their room temperature sharply falling or lights flashed around him who would die body. Also, sometimes the lights off, dims or clocks stopped. After this experience disturbing assistance for five years researched phenomenon shared death, and finally wrote the book "The Wisdom of Near-Death Experiences".

The Dream

In the Summer, 1996, edition of the Journal of Possible Paradigms, Issue 4, an unusual shared NDE is described by a woman named Sussanna Uballe. Here she describes what happened:

"The experience of co-experiencing death is, I feel, much like a NDE. I did not have a near death experience, but did travel part way up the tunnel with my husband as he left this dimension.

"On Memorial day (observed), May 27, 1979, I was five months pregnant with my son, Christopher. My husband and I rode bicycles and ran errands around town, and it was a very hot day for Minneapolis. I lay down after dinner and was so exhausted that I could barely move. As my husband went to the corner store about 8:00 to buy something for his lunch the next day, I fell into a very deep sleep.

"I dreamt that I was walking with my husband, Herb, up a dark and shady forest path. It was a heavily wooded path, which was enclosed by a thick canopy of trees overhead. The path was slightly inclined, and at the crest of a hill I saw the sky, somewhat like the light at the end of a tunnel. Herb and I had been in deep conversation, about what I could not tell, but I suppose we were reminiscing about our relationship. I felt our very closeness and felt totally in love.

"He began to tell me about what it was like to die; at first filled with rage, pain, and frustration, and upset that the clerk didn't seem to understand his pleas to call an ambulance, that he had been stabbed in the heart and needed help. He said that after a short while, which felt interminable while he was experiencing it, he left his body and floated above it and saw the body below him, and felt detached from it, like it was just a body. He was filled with peace and love. And he felt no pain.

"After telling me this, he then said that he had to go. His feet started to move very fast, and he began to leave me behind on the path. I told him that I could do that too, and put some effort into "powering up" my feet to make them go super fast. I actually started to rev up and move along the path quickly, and felt as if I was traveling up a tunnel of forest toward the sunlight at the top of the hill. As I began to keep pace with him he said "NO!" in a very powerful voice, and I woke up in my bed, feeling hurt at being told no.

"I looked for him, to tell him about my dream. He wasn't there, and his side of the bed showed that he had not slept in the bed that night. It was dawn. I began to get irritated, thinking that he must have gone off with some friends, and feeling upset at how irresponsible he was behaving. I went to where we kept our bicycles, to see if his was there, and it wasn't. I was so angry that I broke the bicycle lock and chain off of my bicycle with my bare hands, (he had taken both keys with him), and set off down the street toward the corner store. His bicycle was near the store, and a patrolman was standing next to it. I asked him where my husband was, and why his bicycle was sitting there. He asked my name and address, and refused to tell me anything more. He suggested that I go back home, and that someone would explain everything to me later. In about fifteen minutes a police officer and a clergyman came by and told me that Herb had been killed the night before.

"The dream braced me for this news, and although I was in shock, I felt assured constantly that he was not in his body, and a comforting presence was with me throughout the next few days of viewing the body, the funeral and other unpleasant business.

"Two days after the funeral, I was preparing for bed and contemplating suicide to join Herb, so that we could be together on the other side or in our next phase of incarnation or whatever. I consciously thought a question, "Should I kill myself to join Herb, or stay here."

"I then went to bed. I was just falling asleep when I felt a presence by my right side, and looked to see Herb, naked and glowing with a soft, beautiful white light. He looked beautiful and I felt filled with love and happiness to see him. He spoke mentally to me, and said, "This is our son," indicating my womb, "Take good care of him." I had no question then about my purpose, and have tried to do the best possible job taking care of my son ever since. It did not at all seem strange that he used the word "son", and, of course, although these were the days before ultrasound, I did give birth to a boy." (Sussanna Uballe)

Confession of an anonymous person

"Here is my story of a NDE I had on Thanksgiving evening at my apartment. At that time (around 1991 and 1992), I had a friend who was diagnosed as terminally ill from AIDS complications. Six months before, the doctor told him he had three months to live. So, basically he was on borrowed time. In the early 90s, there was no medication for advanced HIV or AIDS. Once you got sick, you basically died.

"I was not planning on preparing a huge Thanksgiving dinner that evening. But, for some reason, I woke up and called all the people in my address book. I left messages on their phone machines and said that anyone who had no place to go for Thanksgiving could come to my apartment.

"I began cooking shortly after that. I cooked all day and fed people as they strolled in. Then, around 11 p.m. that night, Phillip showed up. He was the guy who was terminally ill. He told me he had nowhere to go that evening and was thankful I had called him.

"All the guests for the day had gone, so Phillip and I began to eat together. I had not eaten all day because of the several people that came over and my entertaining them. So, I was quite hungry and tired.

"At this point, Phillip explained how six months ago, he had three months to live. He decided he would try to make it to Thanksgiving and then finally let go.

"So there we were and we were laughing and joking about how he would die after eating dinner. He'd already lived three months longer than he was supposed to and he was quite accepting of the whole situation. He was no longer afraid. He told me that his liver was so weak, at that point, that really he wouldn't be able to eat all the rich salty and sugary foods on the table. If he did, he probably would actually die. But, that would be OK. At least he made it to Thanksgiving and would die happy knowing he had a place to go and a friend who cared for him. So he decided he would eat the dinner - everything - and if he died, then it was God's will.

"Well, he began eating and the food made both of us really high from the tryptophan in the turkey. Especially because both of us did not eat all day long and we were making all these jokes about dying. Then he actually started to fade away in front of me. He turned pure white grayish and slumped over. I thought, 'Oh my God! He really is dying.'

"Then I saw this incredible white spinning light appear on his left shoulder as he was falling over toward me in his chair. I thought, "My God! I can see his soul leaving his body! Maybe it was an angel who had come for him!"

"In any event, the light was so beautiful and lovely, that I stood up without thinking and thought, 'Take me! I'll go and he can stay!' I so desperately wanted to go into that light and be with it. Suddenly, I was having a NDE with Phillip in a space that I can only describe as heaven. It was simply a pure whiteness of light just like in the movies. No visuals at all. Just white light everywhere.

"Then, I was back in my body. Phillip sat straight up and was back in his body. He was muttering that he guessed he just couldn't die.

"Then next day, when I awoke, I felt two powerful presences. It was like four pairs of hands on my shoulders: two on each side holding me in my body. I felt two very powerful angels or spirits behind me just resting their 'hands' on my back and shoulders and grounding me back into this reality. I cried, even sobbed, that I had come back here. I was actually depressed for some time. I was thinking how wonderful death was and how awful it was to come back.

"Phillip lived many years after this, I might add. Then we lost touch, so I can't say if he is still around or not."

Very close

According to those who have studied the phenomenon, shared death occurs when someone is near both physically and spiritually for the person to die. No matter how impressive as these stories, like those on the borderline death experiences, they can not be considered as a proof of the existence of life after death his soul, believe scientists, including physicist Sean Carroll, author of "The Particle at the End of the Universe ".

He says that this theory of life after death contradicts science, because no one can tell what kind of particle is formed soul.

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