<?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-2034645154041816736</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:17:52.526-08:00</updated><category term='honor'/><category term='serving with love'/><category term='solution'/><category term='restaurant'/><category term='God'/><category term='icarly show'/><category term='Universe'/><category term='underprivileged'/><category term='hunger'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='homeless'/><category term='I'/><category term='awareness'/><category term='meditation'/><category term='shelter'/><category term='nourishing'/><category term='World'/><category term='cold'/><category term='oneness'/><category term='family'/><category term='Mrs. Michelle Obama'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='needy'/><category term='Pray'/><category term='hungry'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Privileged'/><title type='text'>Surrender, Listen and Give</title><subtitle type='html'>With God, Krishna and my Guru's grace, I am feeling inspired to honor my own feelings instead of searching for someone else to honor my feelings; thereby accepting my Self completely; the secret  to be at ease. Plus, I am experiencing a calling to  nurture all souls, by sowing the seed of ease in those who are seeking with Thy motherly love pouring out of me. For, this I Thank God, Krishna, my Gurus and each person I have ever interacted with.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1540</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-573209809459025921</id><published>2012-02-09T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T09:10:07.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In this lifetime...</title><content type='html'>To love, is my purpose, &lt;br /&gt;I experienced oneness, in loving those seeking children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To respect, is my pride,&lt;br /&gt;I experienced upliftment, in honoring those underprivileged kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To educate, is my aspiration,&lt;br /&gt;I experienced contentment, in exploring with those scared Newtons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To nourish, is my fulfillment,&lt;br /&gt;I experienced bliss, in nurturing the tounges and bellies of those poor citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced it on Feb. 2, 2012 (http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2012/02/this-is-fulfillment.html). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Feb. 8,2012), I went to share the hand made Valentine's day cards with those children; to realize that they need more of all this. They are waiting and looking forward for me to come back with food and do some science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first event happened, with the financial support from just 2 acquaintances. When I asked them, why did you write the check to me and not to any established organization, this is what I heard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one, a college classmate (who hasn't met me in 22 years) said,&lt;br /&gt;"For I believe in you, your word and commitment just by reading your sharings on FB." &lt;br /&gt;She feels that she is very privileged and knows that the world can be changed through education. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another, my roommate from IIT-Delhi (who I meet regularly), &lt;br /&gt;"I see you as a messenger." &lt;br /&gt;She wishes to create some good karma for herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A complete stranger mother at my kids school on reading about this, joined me. She served those children gourmet Thai food in the eco-friendly, very pretty plates she had bought. She joined me, for she always wanted to do that, but could never find an opportunity to do it. "I simply grabbed the chance and felt the bliss in serving.", she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heartfelt gratitude to 3 of them and now, I am heading for Delhi to create a similar event on Feb. 17th. With an intention to serve underprivileged kids with love and honor, in addition to giving them an exposure to access their inherent exploring boxes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the twinkle in the eyes of the kids here (in US on Feb. 2nd), that makes me beleieve, that just because they are poor or have uneducated parents doesn't mean they cannot be a Newton. I need not stop at just serving food, love and honor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I seek your prayers that once again, I be provided with all that is needed to make it happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunjan Raizada Chakravarty&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-573209809459025921?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/573209809459025921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=573209809459025921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/573209809459025921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/573209809459025921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-this-lifetime.html' title='In this lifetime...'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4775515318894030695</id><published>2012-02-03T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T09:34:26.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is fulfillment</title><content type='html'>I reached school with Lana (a young mom from my kids school) to a public school, in East Palo Alto; a school for needy kids whose parents are works 2 or more shifts to make ends meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us almost 20 minutes to set up the tables with plates full of pad Thai noodles, forks, napkins and a cup of water in the library. We invited those 22 4th/5th graders inside around tables of 4. They were surprised by the treat as well as the dish they had never seen or heard about. I was surprised with their reactions. Other than a girl in yellow jacket and one boy, everyone tried it gingerly, loved it  and asked for second helpings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I sat with my plate on a table with 2 girls and a boy. Lana sat on another table with 3 girls. Everybody was giggling, talking and eating. I closed my eyes to pray, before eating. &lt;br /&gt;The boy asked me, “Do you always pray before eating?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes”, I answered smilingly to the shocked boy.&lt;br /&gt;I was asking them what kind of they like and they were answering shyly.&lt;br /&gt;“Where do you live?”, the boy asked me very inquisitively.&lt;br /&gt;I had my mouth full of noodles, so I signaled with my hands to wait for my answer till I finish chewing.&lt;br /&gt;One of the girls explained what I meant to him and they continued to talk.&lt;br /&gt;When I was done, I looked at him to answer.&lt;br /&gt;“Why can't you talk with your mouth full?”, he asked me skipping his previous question.&lt;br /&gt;I just looked at him, for all through those 5 minutes he was looking at me as if I am from another planet; doing things he had never seen or heard about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got onto the floor in a big circle holding hands. I introduced my self and kicked off the Physics workshop about gravity and gravitational force. When I asked them if anyone has heard about it, only 1 girl and 2 boys shot up their hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked them, if they would like to explore science with balls, weighing themselves and tissue roll; all but the boy who did not try screamed yes. So, he decided not to participate and leave the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We talked about knowing air is in the room and how can we feel it. Some of them answered through the sound of the fan, by moving hands and feeling it in their hair.  We blew the air out of our mouths and then blew out the air onto the tissue paper in front of our face. Everyone raised their hands to see the impact of air and nodding that they all experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we dropped two books one small/light and another big/heavy from the same height in pairs. They got back excitedly to share their observations about the sound it made, whether they hit the floor together or not etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing the ball to their partner in all possible ways got them rocking. The screams, the laughter, the excitement filled up the room. They got back together in a circle to share whatever way they shot the ball, it came down following a path like a rainbow, even if it did not hit the ceiling. So, we were all convinced that something invisible is pulling the ball down. &lt;br /&gt;“That invisible force is Gravitational force”, I whispered and they looked at each other amazingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last exercise, I told them to place one book on the weighing machine and note down its weight. Then keep on adding 1, 2, 3 and  4 books and to read its corresponding reading on the scale.&lt;br /&gt;I showed them how the machine showed the change in my weight with 1 palm, 2 palms, 1 knee etc.&lt;br /&gt;I gave them this as a HW assignment to find a weighing machine at home, school, hospital or in grocery stores and play around with it carefully noting down the numbers. The machine gives the weight which will be different from the weight of the same person using the same machine for the gravitational force is different. I kept on iterating in the workshop, that they are are all awesome and wonderful and born scientist. Just keep exploring and just keep asking questions. Their eyes would lit up each time I said those words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap up, I asked them to draw or write on a sheet of paper what they liked most or understood. They spread out all over the room, lying down scribbling with colors, peeping into each others sheet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I announced, its time for me to go. &lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, the girl in yellow jacket spoke, “No, I don't want you to go. Why do you have to go?”&lt;br /&gt;“May be I will come back soon again to do more science, how about that, if you like it.”, I said.&lt;br /&gt;They all screamed happily, “Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When, I asked them to take their colorful sheets home to share it with their parents. I was shocked to see the drop in their faces, the sadness surfaced. And I heard in their turning away from me bodies, “My parents don't care for me.”,  “They will put it in a trash bin.” , “They will be mad, if I show them something.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensing their dejection, I immediately said, “Hey, give me all your colorful drawings, I would love to have them, see them, keep them.”. All but 3 boys, ran forward with joy and gave me their masterpieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood at the door to say bye to them and give them a button, “I love Physics” with my contact information. Almost all girls hugged me very affectionately, most boys waved bye, shook hands or gave me a hi-five. While hugging them, I felt a familiar love and an extreme closeness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they formed the line outside, I blew out kisses to them and most of them blew it back. All, but the boy sitting on my table while eating were smiling with eyes lit up. He was the last one in the line, he left gazing at me as if I were a strange creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I drove to pick up my kids,  feeling all calm. There was no exhaustion, even though my body was very tired. Physically, I was not dancing to my favorite music while driving, but I was joyful. I was sitting amidst noisy traffic stuck at the red light, getting late to pick up my kids (which usually freaks me out), but I was feeling a strange calmness in each and every cell of my body; similar to what I experience only in deep meditation.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I heard myself say, “This is fulfillment. To love, is the purpose of my life. This is bliss.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4775515318894030695?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4775515318894030695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4775515318894030695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4775515318894030695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4775515318894030695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2012/02/this-is-fulfillment.html' title='This is fulfillment'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3462997954325244747</id><published>2012-01-23T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T09:32:45.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nourishing the needy summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;SEEKING PRAYERS TO NOURISH THE UNDERPRIVILEGED KIDS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Presently, underprivileged kids all over the world eat, either what their parents can afford or what gets thrown towards them as a donation. And I feel the pain of those kids, when I see them (in India) being rebuked away from digging food out of the trash bins in front of nice restaurants only because they are spoiling the ambiance of that restaurant. Whenever I am with my kids /nieces in a fine restaurant, I can see the helplessness in those kids tears and bodies.  I know all kids have same desires, I fulfill my own kids, but who is going to fulfill theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing is done about it, these kids will continue to feel deprived of eating in a nice ambiance, where food is cooked with attention and served with extra care. This disrespect will continue to haunt their souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Grace, for the first to time, I am aspiring and taking actions to nourish 25 needy kids in Mountain View (on Feb. 2nd, 2012) and 25 needy kids in Delhi (on Feb. 17, 2012), with love, honor from a place of oneness. Please pray that it happens.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you,&lt;br /&gt;Gunjan Raizada Chakravarty&lt;br /&gt;(Mother of Gaurav and Shubha at LWS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blog-http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanking God for Everything &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3462997954325244747?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3462997954325244747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3462997954325244747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3462997954325244747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3462997954325244747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2012/01/nourishing-needy-summary.html' title='Nourishing the needy summary'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2194753767113254569</id><published>2012-01-17T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T13:23:04.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs. Michelle Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icarly show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serving with love'/><title type='text'>For a US, full of love  (letter to Mrs. Obama, Ref. iCarly show)</title><content type='html'>Dear Mrs. Michelle Obama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you on iCarly show yesterday night (1/16/12), and the message that I got was, “I cannot bring your dad back on his birthday with you, but I appreciate your sentiments as his daughter and her friends and I am here to acknowledge that.”. I heard it to mean, “I cannot change whatever is happening, but I am here to support you in whatever way I can.” I deeply appreciate your reaching out and supporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am writing to you for a specific reason, to help 3 types of  victims in a world, torn with wars.&lt;br /&gt;1.The soldiers who are on the war front fighting (sometimes) days at a stretch, watching people being killed mercilessly, killing another soldier and walking over sacred bodies covered in blood with souls crying, helplessly. These victims, when it gets too much to bear, drown themselves in drinks or seek sex outside their marriage to get rid of their pain.&lt;br /&gt;2.The citizens who are at home, watching TV, get stirred up with hatred against a country or a religion for so-and-so people belonging to so-and-so country/religion has killed our men or demolished our buildings&lt;br /&gt;3.. These victims, then propagate anguish, hatred and anger in every communication, in every thought and sometime even react with violence.&lt;br /&gt;4.The  people inside a family, living together under the same roof, husband-wife, parents-children, siblings with animosity, resentfulness. These victims, act under reactive thoughts, with unkind words and even uncaring actions; fostering evilness inside home which results in pushing each other to seek love, honor, comfort, listening or whatever gives them momentarily satisfaction (through drugs, extra-marital affairs, gangs, teen sex etc.) outside home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing is done about healing these victims, consisting of well- paid engineers, drivers of the best cars, children going to the most expensive private  schools rushing through swimming/piano lessons after school, owners of the best plasma TV, soldiers protecting their respective nations will fall apart.  For most families, many communities, major cities in all states of every nation is full of fears, anxiety, pressure and are heading towards destruction; operating under the influence of their mind-stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a solution, a way out of this exponentially decaying trail of humanity, starting here in US. That is by making, showing, teaching EVERYONE to connect to their heart, the place of love. Love is the strongest force in the nature. This is what binds humanity, with oneness. And, to connect each one of us to our hearts, we need to start early on at schools (for the young children are most receptive and open to learning) and inspire people, provide the opportunities to all young, adults, seniors to heal themselves by seeking directly from God within and then share Universal love; for love is who we are and love is what are here to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this from my heart, as a well-wisher for this country where I live and for the whole world to which I belong. I speak this from experience, that it is extremely painful and normal for everyone to react the way they are and have been doing. But, it has not taken us to a better place. Therefore,  it is high time we takes some steps to first heal ourselves, become love and then begin sharing it with all. I myself have hated, I have been a victim, I have justified my anger for almost 4 decades; till I found a spiritual path (in April, 2007) which is healing me and has enabled  me to send out healing prayers for those who have hurt me by connecting to and manifesting my Divine Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the first lady of US, you wish to create a prosperous US which leads the world by example and by healing citizens, it can happen. I appreciate your reading and love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving God,   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunjan&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2194753767113254569?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2194753767113254569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2194753767113254569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2194753767113254569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2194753767113254569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2012/01/world-full-of-love-letter-to-mrs-obama.html' title='For a US, full of love  (letter to Mrs. Obama, Ref. iCarly show)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6026510097969908981</id><published>2012-01-10T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T09:02:46.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>I am privileged (poem)</title><content type='html'>Thank you God, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for giving me shelter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for providing me clothes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for blessing me with food,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for honoring me with health,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for showering me with family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when so many people in world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to survive in cold nights,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have no clothes on their bodies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have hunger pangs while they sleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have bodies with extreme disabilities, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have no family or have sick children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God for this awareness and gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4180802235885569726</id><published>2012-01-10T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T09:02:27.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Privileged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hungry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>I am so glad I meditated in cold this morning</title><content type='html'>This morning I had to go for the routine blood tests with fasting. I reached there at 6:30 am, to be able to meditate for 1 hour, before the lab opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't extremely cold and I thought it would be like how I had meditated early morning on one of the camping grounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I was hungry and extremely cold, despite the jackets, mittens and blanket; sitting outside in the open on a not-so-cold January morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I felt the discomfort of all those homeless people, who have to sleep on the road, without food. It was difficult for me to focus on God, the Divine Light within me with love; and this is me, someone who has been meditating steadily for 4 yrs and 9 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that 1 hour, I experienced the pain, of all those whose basic need of a warm shelter (in cold winter) and food has not been met. I registered, they can never meditate or focus on God with love? Even if they will call God, it will be for their needs/survival, out of fear and not to offer love to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, God, when I offer my love during mediatation, I wish that the whole Universe experience this bliss. But today, I pray for each person and living beings on the streets, all over the world, to be blessed with a warm shelter, food and clothing; so that they can love Thee, with all their heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, Today I feel privileged, that I have all that I need. Thank you God for this awareness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, use me as Thy instrument to share the joy of loving Thee, and praying for all, so that they get what they need to seek and reach Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4180802235885569726?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4180802235885569726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4180802235885569726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4180802235885569726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4180802235885569726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-so-glad-i-meditated-in-cold-this.html' title='I am so glad I meditated in cold this morning'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2614512072552520480</id><published>2012-01-05T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T11:05:19.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impact Matters (poem)</title><content type='html'>Gravitational force may not be visible, but its impact is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppression may not be visible, but its impact is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judgement may not be visible, but its impact is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love may not be visible, but its impact is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why don't we observe the impact, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trace it back its core source,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and burn it totally there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to create a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2614512072552520480?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2614512072552520480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2614512072552520480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2614512072552520480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2614512072552520480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2012/01/impact-matters-poem.html' title='Impact Matters (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-1461854567029296496</id><published>2011-12-20T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T20:25:26.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God, bless me to push aside all that I am not (poem)</title><content type='html'>There is something within me,&lt;br /&gt;which feels happy, when someone is kind to me,&lt;br /&gt;and it feels very sad, when someone is unkind to me,&lt;br /&gt;but, neither am I these feelings, nor am I, that "something".&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-1461854567029296496?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/1461854567029296496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=1461854567029296496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1461854567029296496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1461854567029296496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-bless-me-to-push-aside-all-that-i.html' title='God, bless me to push aside all that I am not (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5358909075589461498</id><published>2011-12-20T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T20:17:19.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I do? (poem)</title><content type='html'>Let Will Focus.&lt;br /&gt;Let Word Manifest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Silence Speak.&lt;br /&gt;Let Actions Create.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5358909075589461498?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5358909075589461498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=5358909075589461498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5358909075589461498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5358909075589461498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-do-i-do-poem.html' title='What do I do? (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-63496704733676792</id><published>2011-12-20T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T20:13:22.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knows whats good or bad? (poem)</title><content type='html'>I missed the train by few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;I had waved to the driver, but he did not open the doors.&lt;br /&gt;I mumbled things against him, and his unkindness, I became a victim.&lt;br /&gt;Then, soon I realized, there I go again, what about my word to thank God for eveything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in extreme pain in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I seeked God incessantly and felt Thy connection.&lt;br /&gt;What could have been better reward than finding God within?&lt;br /&gt;So, should I continue to mourn over the bitterness or go out to celebrate that day each year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the phone with someone in extreme pain.&lt;br /&gt;He needed to be with someone, when his soul was crying.&lt;br /&gt;I happened to be there, and our silent presence brought us close.&lt;br /&gt;Was that a moment to regret or to dive into the joy of creating a loving bond, overthrowing our mind-stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each moment, every interaction, and situation is happening.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows whether its happening for my good, or for the good of Universe?&lt;br /&gt;All, I know now is that my mind-stuff creates a default reaction, based on my patterns.&lt;br /&gt;The real growth, which is challenging, is to just be full of gratitude and faith, totally present, through all that is, as is.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-63496704733676792?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/63496704733676792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=63496704733676792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/63496704733676792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/63496704733676792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/who-knows-whats-good-or-bad-poem.html' title='Who knows whats good or bad? (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6429611340286637092</id><published>2011-12-15T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:21:17.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presence Matters (poem)</title><content type='html'>Desires,&lt;br /&gt;Worries, &lt;br /&gt;Planning,&lt;br /&gt;keep me in darkness, and therefore away from presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action,&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude,&lt;br /&gt;Compassion,&lt;br /&gt;keep me in Light, and therefore in absolute presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6429611340286637092?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6429611340286637092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6429611340286637092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6429611340286637092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6429611340286637092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/presence-matters-poem.html' title='Presence Matters (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-8361219735985236208</id><published>2011-12-15T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:16:25.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 tools to create my world from my word (poem)</title><content type='html'>Faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awareness,and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honoring my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-8361219735985236208?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/8361219735985236208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=8361219735985236208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/8361219735985236208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/8361219735985236208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/4-tools-to-create-my-world-from-my-word.html' title='4 tools to create my world from my word (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5520684731832308429</id><published>2011-12-15T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T01:28:44.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I seek Universe to support my words, I need to honor them</title><content type='html'>I told my neighbor to pick up his packet and forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my son to play cards with him and then rushed away for meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told a friend to pick up her daughter and then forgot to keep my cell phone with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When, I am not honoring my own word, then how can I expect Universe to honor &amp; support my word???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5520684731832308429?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5520684731832308429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=5520684731832308429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5520684731832308429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5520684731832308429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-seek-support-from-universe-to-honor.html' title='Before I seek Universe to support my words, I need to honor them'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6938078531641883782</id><published>2011-12-15T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:27:17.714-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oneness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Universe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nourishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serving with love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underprivileged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pray'/><title type='text'>Seeking prayers to nourish the needy</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;GUNJAN RAIZADA CHAKRAVARTY, 650-279-7124, Gunjanfeelsinspired@gmail.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELP ME WITH PRAYERS TO NOURISH THE UNDERPRIVILEGED KIDS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountain View, Ca, US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently, underprivileged kids all over the world eat, either what their parents can afford or what gets thrown towards them as a donation. And it pains me when I see them (in India) being rebuked away from digging food out of the trash bins in front of nice restaurants, for they are spoiling the ambiance of that restaurant. Whenever I am with my kids, nieces and nephews in a fine restaurant, I think about these kids, as to how will they ever get a chance to be in such ambience to be served with love and honor; for all kids are same and they must be desiring what my kids do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing is done about it, these kids will continue to feel deprived of eating in a nice ambiance, where food is cooked with attention and served with extra care. It will continue to haunt them with a lot of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way out, is to serve them with genuine love, the nourishing food at a nice restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am aspiring to nourish 25 needy kids in California (on Feb. 2nd, 2012) and 25 needy kids in Delhi (on Feb. 17, 2012), with love, honor and oneness.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Please pray for the underprivileged kids and that the Universe arranges for me, whatever is needed to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, this will honor these kids and fulfill one of their deep buried desires. In the long run it may motivate them as a sweet memory, to focus on studying and getting a decent job to create many more such exposures themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate your reading and would like you to share it in your network. I would also love to hear your thoughts about it, via email/phone or on my blog Surrender, Listen and Give(http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunjan Raizada Chakravarty&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a&lt;br /&gt;Dr. G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanking God for Everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6938078531641883782?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6938078531641883782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6938078531641883782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6938078531641883782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6938078531641883782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/fundraiser.html' title='Seeking prayers to nourish the needy'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2362704800811284948</id><published>2011-12-12T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T15:28:49.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big thrills in baby steps (poem)</title><content type='html'>I decided to take Caltrain followed by Muni,&lt;br /&gt;instead of driving to San Francisco for a workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up the venue and asked for directions,&lt;br /&gt;looked into the internet, but got only caltrain timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to move on and find out about muni later,&lt;br /&gt;I stepped into caltrain, asked the ticket checker about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said something quiet unlike the host from the venue,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to follow his map and boarded the muni with a thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first time in the muni talking to the driver,&lt;br /&gt;who informed me when to get off at my stop, and how to reach venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I landed into the central city with live music and dancers,&lt;br /&gt;I danced my way to the venue, thrilled with adventure into uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2362704800811284948?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2362704800811284948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2362704800811284948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2362704800811284948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2362704800811284948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/big-thrills-in-baby-steps-poem.html' title='Big thrills in baby steps (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5193442287246733611</id><published>2011-12-11T22:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:40:53.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me nourish the needy</title><content type='html'>Presently, underprivileged kids all over the world eat, either what their parents can afford or what gets sometimes thrown towards them as a donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing is done about it, these kids will continue to feel deprived of eating in a nice ambiance, where food is cooked with love and served with extra care . It will continue to haunt them with a lot of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way out, is to serve them with genuine love, the nourishing food from (and if possible at), your nice restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, this will honor these kids and fulfill one of their deep buried desires . In the long run it will motivate them as a sweet memory, to focus on studying and getting a decent job to create many more such exposures themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aspire to nourish the needy kids all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seek a chance to have 25 kids (or kids with parents) over at your restaurant, and serve your delicacies with love, just as I do it for my own kids/nieces/nephews at your restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your chance to be a role model for your competitors, by inspiring other restaurants to feed free of cost those who really need it. Your instant reward would be the smiles of gratification in the eyes of those kids, resulting in blissful sleep that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me on this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunjan Raizada Chakravarty&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a&lt;br /&gt;Dr. G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5193442287246733611?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5193442287246733611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=5193442287246733611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5193442287246733611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5193442287246733611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/help-me-nourish-needy.html' title='Help me nourish the needy'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4014225986355431234</id><published>2011-12-09T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T06:49:00.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awareness Matters (poem)</title><content type='html'>I have always been focused on how does something needs to look like,&lt;br /&gt;as if, I had a reference image for each interaction, &lt;br /&gt;and whenever that actual event did not match,&lt;br /&gt;which was mostly, I was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, right here and right now, in this moment, I can see its hollowness,&lt;br /&gt;for all that really matters, is how I am experiencing,&lt;br /&gt;and whenever I've been present with my awareness,&lt;br /&gt;which has been rare, I was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4014225986355431234?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4014225986355431234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4014225986355431234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4014225986355431234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4014225986355431234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/awareness-matters-poem.html' title='Awareness Matters (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3803317863590610902</id><published>2011-12-07T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:43:55.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an honorable moment (poem)</title><content type='html'>I have always honored God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always honored marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I honor God's choice of my husband.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today, I deeply honor, who fought to marry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3803317863590610902?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3803317863590610902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3803317863590610902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3803317863590610902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3803317863590610902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-honorable-moment-poem.html' title='What an honorable moment (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-7992194940908110054</id><published>2011-11-23T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T11:18:43.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am creating the life of my choices (poem)</title><content type='html'>I am creator of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am complete and divine.&lt;br /&gt;I am responsible for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am choosing to live powerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honoring my values.&lt;br /&gt;I am honoring my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I am honoring my aspirations.&lt;br /&gt;I am choosing to live powerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sharing with joy.&lt;br /&gt;I am speaking with courage.&lt;br /&gt;I am listening with presence.&lt;br /&gt;I am choosing to live powerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am offering choices.&lt;br /&gt;I am accepting criticism.&lt;br /&gt;I am recognizing reflections.&lt;br /&gt;I am choosing to live powerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-7992194940908110054?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/7992194940908110054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=7992194940908110054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7992194940908110054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7992194940908110054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-creating-life-of-my-choices-poem.html' title='I am creating the life of my choices (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2641017876596100344</id><published>2011-11-21T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T10:30:57.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let God take over (poem)</title><content type='html'>I have resisted so much and I keep on wishing this person in my life to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this morning's meditation, I saw that I all I need is to let everyone be,&lt;br /&gt;and keep calling God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to remind myself, "Gunjan, just be with all that is with complete faith, for God is doing it for Gunjan's good; even if this Gunjan cannot see it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That this little Gunjan in mind feels tormented, but when she accepts all that is with "Thank You God", then the infinite God literally takes over, and Gunjan is at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith Matters!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let everything be.&lt;br /&gt;Say thank You God and let God take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let everybody be.&lt;br /&gt;Say thank You God and let God take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2641017876596100344?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2641017876596100344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2641017876596100344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2641017876596100344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2641017876596100344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/11/let-god-take-over-poem.html' title='Let God take over (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-980423538896114256</id><published>2011-11-17T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T10:25:05.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can I train a dragon? (poem)</title><content type='html'>With faith, &lt;br /&gt;overcome my fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With affection, &lt;br /&gt;dissolve his fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-980423538896114256?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/980423538896114256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=980423538896114256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/980423538896114256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/980423538896114256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-can-i-train-dragon-poem.html' title='How can I train a dragon? (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5987962667435280781</id><published>2011-11-17T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:35:34.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can I be at ease, here and now? (poem)</title><content type='html'>By thinking with love, giving up my rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By honoring my feelings, giving up my helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By listening with presence, giving up my judgements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By speaking with possibility, giving up my justifications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5987962667435280781?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5987962667435280781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=5987962667435280781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5987962667435280781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5987962667435280781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-can-i-be-at-ease-here-and-now-poem.html' title='How can I be at ease, here and now? (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2980188942220690776</id><published>2011-11-12T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T08:50:08.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a day...(poem)</title><content type='html'>I did not acknowledge my own feelings,&lt;br /&gt;and therefore did not honor my Self,&lt;br /&gt;instead, blamed others for my pain,&lt;br /&gt;and felt drained of my life energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not accept my self the way I was,&lt;br /&gt;and therefore did not love my Self,&lt;br /&gt;instead, judged people for judging,&lt;br /&gt;and felt like a victim each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I honor each one of my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;and therefore honor my Divine Self,&lt;br /&gt;instead, seek respect from God,  &lt;br /&gt;and feel Thy accessible Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I love myself just the way I am,&lt;br /&gt;and therefore accept myself totally,&lt;br /&gt;instead, of searching acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;and feel my God's blessing(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I resolve to be fully responsible,&lt;br /&gt;and not allow anyone to dishonor me,&lt;br /&gt;instead, I honor them completely,&lt;br /&gt;and feel Divine love sprinkling.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2980188942220690776?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2980188942220690776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2980188942220690776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2980188942220690776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2980188942220690776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/11/once-upon-daypoem.html' title='Once upon a day...(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-838129487203943438</id><published>2011-11-11T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:05:26.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunjan, back then and now...(poem)</title><content type='html'>I had a glorious and a glamorous past.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am creating a simple and comfortable present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to buy and wear high heels &amp; pretty pinching shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am buying and wearing comfy sneakers &amp; fitflop sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to carry out a conversation to please all other people.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am choosing to straight away speak about joy of loving God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to seek happiness from the compliments given by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am seeking all, directly from my dearest, Lord of the Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-838129487203943438?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/838129487203943438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=838129487203943438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/838129487203943438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/838129487203943438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/11/gunjan-back-then-and-nowpoem.html' title='Gunjan, back then and now...(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3667017580941658701</id><published>2011-11-11T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T20:56:59.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Each day, I have a choice...(poem)</title><content type='html'>either,&lt;br /&gt;to be tired, &lt;br /&gt;and feel bliss,&lt;br /&gt;or, &lt;br /&gt;to be drained,&lt;br /&gt;and feel helpless;&lt;br /&gt;each day,&lt;br /&gt;I am making a choice.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3667017580941658701?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3667017580941658701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3667017580941658701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3667017580941658701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3667017580941658701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/11/each-day-i-have-choicepoem.html' title='Each day, I have a choice...(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-8988626586705987847</id><published>2011-11-08T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T08:47:27.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My God is my Strength (poem)</title><content type='html'>My God is my goal.&lt;br /&gt;My God is my guide.&lt;br /&gt;My God is my friend.&lt;br /&gt;My God is my dearest.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-8988626586705987847?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-1971448023091544751</id><published>2011-10-31T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:34:20.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honor your feelings and manifest your empowered loving Self</title><content type='html'>Newton's 3rd law says, every action has an equal and opposite reaction. Extrapolating that to our everyday life, every interaction (with others) automatically creates an invisible-yet-experienced-as-feelings impact on all the interacting people and those who are witnessing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beyond-any-control created impact, may make us more loving or in most cases,  more isolated from the people in our life. If we are feeling lonely, its because,  we have not accepted the impact and it still has the grip on us; and it is what is keeping us from being our loving Self. So acknowledge your feelings, release them and be your Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge the gap between you and your default loving Self by detecting uneasiness in the body, and rooting them down to your corresponding feelings. Then, knowing what you wish to feel instead, either to focus on what you need to be working or to be at ease in your own body. Once its clear how you are feeling presently and how you you wish to feel,  just give your feeling to the Universe or your God, so that you are released from its captivity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manifest your empowered Self by acknowledging your own feelings even if it is good or bad as per your own mind or as per what you have learned from your parents or society. Simply acknowledge your own feelings.  Just let them be, see them, talk to them and surrender them to your higher power. And experience the bliss of feeling light and off ITS pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, this is POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-1971448023091544751?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/1971448023091544751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=1971448023091544751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1971448023091544751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1971448023091544751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/honor-your-feelings-and-manifest-your.html' title='Honor your feelings and manifest your empowered loving Self'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5473798209843639283</id><published>2011-10-28T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:56:09.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, I feel like hugging and kissing everyone (poem)</title><content type='html'>Today, I honor myself, just the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I honor each person, I meet, just the way he/she is.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I honor each person, I have ever met, just the way he/she is.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I see, we are the way we are, for we are being controlled by patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5473798209843639283?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5473798209843639283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=5473798209843639283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5473798209843639283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5473798209843639283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/today-i-feel-like-hugging-and-kissing.html' title='Today, I feel like hugging and kissing everyone (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5615092622835244446</id><published>2011-10-27T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:43:59.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ball is in my court (poem)</title><content type='html'>Its my seeking attention from people,&lt;br /&gt;which keeps me from tuning into my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my defensively justifying my actions,&lt;br /&gt;which keeps me from actively listening with care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my constantly judging whatever I see,&lt;br /&gt;which keeps me from enjoying what is in my surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my expression of concern with enforcement,&lt;br /&gt;which keeps me from fully manifesting my loving divine Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5615092622835244446?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5615092622835244446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=5615092622835244446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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was missing my family.&lt;br /&gt;But, I celebrated it with my kids school.&lt;br /&gt;And also I shared the "halwa" in our station,&lt;br /&gt;with Chinese elders and the spanish lawn mowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not know their language nor did they know mine.&lt;br /&gt;But, I stopped them, the complete strangers and familiar.&lt;br /&gt;I signalled with my hand sop sign, eating jesture &amp; festival.&lt;br /&gt;And they read my rolling eyes and open body, as a sharing of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-1731977913649788684?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/1731977913649788684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=1731977913649788684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1731977913649788684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1731977913649788684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-has-no-language-poem.html' title='Love has no language (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6569062384806359910</id><published>2011-10-21T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T13:21:15.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, I am ready to fully express myself...(poem)</title><content type='html'>as a child, who wished to write A,B,C  on walls.&lt;br /&gt;as a teenager, who longed to honor her feelings.&lt;br /&gt;as an adult, who seeked to express whats painful.&lt;br /&gt;as a mother, who aspired to raise kids with just love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6569062384806359910?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3241395229581986204</id><published>2011-10-21T13:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T13:25:31.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, I honor myself...(poem)</title><content type='html'>by honoring my deepest desire,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; by honoring my biggest fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by honoring my stubborn ways,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; by honoring my imposing self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3241395229581986204?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3241395229581986204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3241395229581986204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3241395229581986204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3241395229581986204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/today-i-honor-myselfpoem.html' title='Today, I honor myself...(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6398610431156076927</id><published>2011-10-17T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:50:00.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I express fully, I am peace (poem)</title><content type='html'>When I express my anger, &lt;br /&gt;yelling from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;then, I also express,&lt;br /&gt;my love from heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6398610431156076927?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6398610431156076927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6763579345430222463</id><published>2011-10-16T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T20:28:25.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything exists in duality (poem)</title><content type='html'>To love completely,&lt;br /&gt;I've got to fight fully,&lt;br /&gt;for both are my expression,&lt;br /&gt;and neither one exists alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6763579345430222463?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6763579345430222463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6763579345430222463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6763579345430222463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6763579345430222463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/everything-exists-in-duality-poem.html' title='Everything exists in duality (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5450762319785640538</id><published>2011-10-16T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T20:24:52.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are all here to love (poem)</title><content type='html'>When mind opens,&lt;br /&gt;heart yells out,&lt;br /&gt;soul cries loud,&lt;br /&gt;then body loves.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5450762319785640538?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5450762319785640538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3294558963796960576</id><published>2011-10-12T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T11:30:26.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newton's 3rd law holds good for feelings, too (poem)</title><content type='html'>If someone loved me with pure heart, &lt;br /&gt;there was an automatic feeling of pure love created within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone loved me with their desires, &lt;br /&gt;there was an automatic feeling of loving desire created within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone suppressed me with their fear, &lt;br /&gt;there was an automatic feeling of fearful rebellion created within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means, if I wish to change something,&lt;br /&gt;I just need to be calm with my divine Self, and it will spread calmness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3294558963796960576?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3294558963796960576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3294558963796960576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3294558963796960576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3294558963796960576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/newtons-3rd-law-holds-good-for-feelings.html' title='Newton&apos;s 3rd law holds good for feelings, too (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-1564668735646826385</id><published>2011-10-10T22:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:05:44.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindness is...</title><content type='html'>"Being kind first to ourselves, by embracing each one of our thoughts and &lt;br /&gt;then manifesting kindness to all beings, by embracing them with all their thoughts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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is...'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-8584168082240839411</id><published>2011-10-10T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:02:24.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The only wisdom, is these (poem)</title><content type='html'>The only way to be, is calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time to be is, in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only place to be at, is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only route to these, is gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6281671124992108371</id><published>2011-10-07T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T22:26:54.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neither did I feel full, nor energetic, why did I yield to laziness and eat rotten food? (poem)</title><content type='html'>I was playing scrabble, was hungry and tired,&lt;br /&gt;I asked my 8 year old to get the nuts from the car,&lt;br /&gt;I started eating and realized immediately, they had gone bad,&lt;br /&gt;but, I continued eating, till my belly felt uneasy with loud noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6281671124992108371?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6281671124992108371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6281671124992108371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6281671124992108371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6281671124992108371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/neither-did-i-feel-full-nor-energetic.html' title='Neither did I feel full, nor energetic, why did I yield to laziness and eat rotten food? (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3108397857471627880</id><published>2011-10-06T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:34:11.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You God, for all the people in my life (poem)</title><content type='html'>I used to think,&lt;br /&gt;my feelings and pain,&lt;br /&gt;are due to that one person,&lt;br /&gt;but, now, I realize, they are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think,&lt;br /&gt;that person is the cause,&lt;br /&gt;of my feeling drained or uneasy,&lt;br /&gt;but, now, I see, they are helping me Realize.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div 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my life (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-1300686562197556911</id><published>2011-10-06T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:29:47.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God, become my Recognition (poem)</title><content type='html'>God, become my Desire,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Family,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Emotion,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Shoulds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Teacher,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Students,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Children,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Breath,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Thought,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Movement,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Utterance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Nature,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Krishna,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Universe,&lt;br /&gt;God, become my Recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-1300686562197556911?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/1300686562197556911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=1300686562197556911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1300686562197556911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1300686562197556911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/god-become-my-recognition-poem.html' title='God, become my Recognition (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6366381714241777537</id><published>2011-10-04T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T09:46:21.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I need to do is Surrender (poem)</title><content type='html'>When someone presses my buttons,&lt;br /&gt;remind me God that its their problem,&lt;br /&gt;and they are simply blaming it onto me,&lt;br /&gt;all I need to do, is surrender my feeling.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6366381714241777537?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6366381714241777537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6366381714241777537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6366381714241777537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6366381714241777537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-i-need-to-do-is-surrender-poem.html' title='All I need to do is Surrender (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-7605394687163401627</id><published>2011-10-01T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T11:18:34.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My tears revealed my dictionary (poem)</title><content type='html'>At the dental office,&lt;br /&gt;letting Dentist clean my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;each time it would hurt, I told him,&lt;br /&gt;and he stopped a little before proceeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new assistant,&lt;br /&gt;was constantly commenting,&lt;br /&gt;about how to fill my lost baby tooth,&lt;br /&gt;and dentist was denying most of her ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bothering me,&lt;br /&gt;both the uninvited suggestions,&lt;br /&gt;and the constant noise it was creating,&lt;br /&gt;but I chose to keep quiet, focusing on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to tell,&lt;br /&gt;the dentist at next appointment,&lt;br /&gt;but, something told me to be at ease now,&lt;br /&gt;"Honor your feelings and do something about them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was painting my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;I knew the session was almost done,&lt;br /&gt;but from somewhere, I gathered the courage,&lt;br /&gt;to politely yet firmly ask them to stop conversing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stopped immediately,&lt;br /&gt;and I wondered despite my uneasiness,&lt;br /&gt;why did I not speak up my discomfort to them,&lt;br /&gt;and the answer was, "Its NOT KIND to stop others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home after breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself where did I learn,&lt;br /&gt;that kindness means to let others walk over me,&lt;br /&gt;and I saw, "Mama being kind to papa's unkindness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-7605394687163401627?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/7605394687163401627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=7605394687163401627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7605394687163401627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7605394687163401627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-tears-revealed-my-dictionary-poem.html' title='My tears revealed my dictionary (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4526935646557964797</id><published>2011-09-30T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:55:10.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I seek only from within, then I am fine (poem)</title><content type='html'>When I resisted feelings, they surfaced as pain.&lt;br /&gt;When I let feelings be, they surprise and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I became fearful, they surfaced as sickness.&lt;br /&gt;When I face my fears, they reveal deep buried joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was attached, that surfaced as deep longing.&lt;br /&gt;When I surrenderd them, then I was at absolute ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am imprisoned by desires, that surfaces as upset.&lt;br /&gt;When I release them, then I am calm, present &amp; energized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4526935646557964797?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4526935646557964797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4526935646557964797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4526935646557964797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4526935646557964797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-i-seek-only-from-within-then-i-am.html' title='When I seek only from within, then I am fine (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6691273481145730573</id><published>2011-09-30T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:41:37.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek all from God and then...(poem)</title><content type='html'>Be peace, and sprinkle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be calm, and manifest it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be joy, and spread it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be love, and give it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6691273481145730573?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6691273481145730573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6691273481145730573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6691273481145730573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6691273481145730573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/seek-all-from-god-and-thenpoem.html' title='Seek all from God and then...(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2462480169292424375</id><published>2011-09-28T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T09:40:22.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, My world is shifting (poem)</title><content type='html'>Ever since,&lt;br /&gt;I have started honoring &lt;br /&gt;and acknowledging,&lt;br /&gt;each one of my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have begun, &lt;br /&gt;getting sensitive to others &lt;br /&gt;feelings and &lt;br /&gt;have started honoring them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2462480169292424375?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2462480169292424375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2462480169292424375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2462480169292424375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2462480169292424375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/omg-my-world-is-shifting-poem.html' title='OMG, My world is shifting (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-7247275189618092998</id><published>2011-09-28T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T09:41:31.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am here, to love (poem)</title><content type='html'>I am not this ego, which feels crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not my mind, which keeps feeling attacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not even these expectations, which feel frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am simply a peaceful soul, here to fully express my loving Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-7247275189618092998?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/7247275189618092998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=7247275189618092998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7247275189618092998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7247275189618092998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-here-only-to-love-poem.html' title='I am here, to love (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-1218088203969077745</id><published>2011-09-25T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T10:57:43.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attachment is attachment...(poem)</title><content type='html'>whether it is,&lt;br /&gt;to the loving moments,&lt;br /&gt;or to the painful memories,&lt;br /&gt;all must go, to let Light shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-1218088203969077745?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/1218088203969077745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=1218088203969077745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1218088203969077745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1218088203969077745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/attachment-is-attachmentpoem.html' title='Attachment is attachment...(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-7099443340117891005</id><published>2011-09-23T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T11:55:46.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am peace, like the clear blue sky...(poem)</title><content type='html'>I feel fearful,&lt;br /&gt;when the clouds of fear show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel desirous,&lt;br /&gt;when the clouds of desires surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel helpless,&lt;br /&gt;when the clouds of helplessness shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I am peace,&lt;br /&gt;like the clear blue sky, behind these clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-7099443340117891005?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/7099443340117891005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=7099443340117891005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7099443340117891005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7099443340117891005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-peace-like-clear-blue-skypoem.html' title='I am peace, like the clear blue sky...(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3051757450020173792</id><published>2011-09-17T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T09:24:28.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God, Krishna, Gurus bless me with these in every breath (poem)</title><content type='html'>I am listening to my criticism without judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminding myself of the perfection within me and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am manifesting my divine Self, and people in my life are helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that we are all joyfully one in God, and mental separtion hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3051757450020173792?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3051757450020173792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3051757450020173792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3051757450020173792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3051757450020173792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/god-krishna-gurus-bless-me-with-these.html' title='God, Krishna, Gurus bless me with these in every breath (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-982809199086552499</id><published>2011-09-17T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T09:18:09.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its God's world, and not man's (poem)</title><content type='html'>I am fully living now, and not in past or in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here to share my love for Physics, and not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a loving soul sharing divine love, and not fearing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honoring the joys or pains of my body, and not ignoring with shoulds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-982809199086552499?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/982809199086552499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=982809199086552499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/982809199086552499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/982809199086552499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-gods-world-and-not-mans-poem.html' title='Its God&apos;s world, and not man&apos;s (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2377733927567966252</id><published>2011-09-17T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T08:59:09.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am responsible...(poem)</title><content type='html'>for the way I had been leading my life and am leading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the way I experienced each interaction,or every situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the way I have been dependent on people for love and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the way I had been ignorant about the strongest force within, God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2377733927567966252?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2377733927567966252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2377733927567966252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2377733927567966252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2377733927567966252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-responsiblepoem.html' title='I am responsible...(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4862938663972946992</id><published>2011-09-16T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T16:47:42.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the only moment, nothing else (poem)</title><content type='html'>I had been full of gratitude since last evening.&lt;br /&gt;I was full of joy since this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I was driving thinking of God.&lt;br /&gt;I was full of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw myself feeling happy in deep buried desires.&lt;br /&gt;Which meant I will be joyful, in future.&lt;br /&gt;I heard, "There is only now".&lt;br /&gt;I pulled myself back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been missing a lot of my past joyful moments.&lt;br /&gt;I had been dreaming of joy in my future.&lt;br /&gt;But, now that I have learned.&lt;br /&gt;I am joyful in "now".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to ignore the discomfort in body as a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be run my mind's interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;But, now I tune to body's pain.&lt;br /&gt;And I keep my mind calm.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4862938663972946992?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4862938663972946992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4862938663972946992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4862938663972946992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4862938663972946992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-only-moment-nothing-else-poem.html' title='This is the only moment, nothing else (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2209522017995958072</id><published>2011-09-16T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T16:36:54.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful mother-hugging-son sleep? (poem)</title><content type='html'>I was lying down with my son at 9:15 pm.&lt;br /&gt;I had not brushed my teeth or said my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;I was still wearing the earrings &amp; was hugging sideways.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10:30 pm, just could'nt get up, next I saw 4:15 am.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2209522017995958072?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2209522017995958072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2209522017995958072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2209522017995958072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2209522017995958072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-wonderful-mother-hugging-son-sleep.html' title='What a wonderful mother-hugging-son sleep? (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4421304495775197881</id><published>2011-09-15T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T20:57:59.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When helplessness strikes, gratitude saves (poem)</title><content type='html'>I was working on a google document and suddenly everything vanished on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had taken me more than 6 hours of creative work to put it together over a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was desperately, trying to retrieve it and then even searched on Google help for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly, I did not like the feeling and shut my laptop to start taking care of chores around the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worries surfaced, till I thanked God, and as a blessing I saw myself better than people dying of war, poverty or weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized, its not the end of the world, if need be, I will start all over again, I have my hands, body, mind all intact; I am better than many. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started rejoicing for the cool breeze hugging my body, the warm Sun tickling my body and the dustfree environment kissing my cheeks continuously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night, my teenage daughter helped me out to rescue the file; and I was glad that with God's grace I did not waste precious 5 hours full of sorrow and worries.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4421304495775197881?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4134654230495239231</id><published>2011-09-12T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:14:02.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We may not be able to express our love to each other's liking, but we still care (poem)</title><content type='html'>I was inviting one of my chinese neighbors for a home cooked vegetarian lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she refused, saying, "Sorry, but I only like meat flavored food".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she felt bad that she can't share her meat-feast with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we parted away with our regular warm smiling hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4134654230495239231?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4134654230495239231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4134654230495239231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4134654230495239231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4134654230495239231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-likings-may-differ-but-we-can-still.html' title='We may not be able to express our love to each other&apos;s liking, but we still care (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2575221928726566415</id><published>2011-09-10T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T10:10:34.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just sending out lGod's love....(poem)</title><content type='html'>To those who can't honor me,&lt;br /&gt;To those who don't support me,&lt;br /&gt;To those who can't understand me,&lt;br /&gt;To those who don't comprehend my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2575221928726566415?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2575221928726566415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2575221928726566415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2575221928726566415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2575221928726566415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-sending-out-loving-wishes.html' title='Just sending out lGod&apos;s love....(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6028402728463945730</id><published>2011-09-10T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T09:58:25.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, "this is going to happen" (poem)</title><content type='html'>There are two things I am here to do,&lt;br /&gt;to share my love for Physics and to share my love for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, even though I am with people who don't understand, like or support it,&lt;br /&gt;but, with God's grace, this is going to happen, whether they wish to walk with me in support or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6028402728463945730?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6028402728463945730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6028402728463945730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6028402728463945730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6028402728463945730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/now-this-is-going-to-happen-poem.html' title='Now, &quot;this is going to happen&quot; (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6763205685610079323</id><published>2011-09-07T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:07:21.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, I surrender my,...(poem)</title><content type='html'>anger,&lt;br /&gt;hatred,&lt;br /&gt;seperation &amp;&lt;br /&gt;defensiveness.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6763205685610079323?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4702503728219450641</id><published>2011-09-07T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:04:56.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeter memories  (poem)</title><content type='html'>My husband honored me by marrying me,&lt;br /&gt;after persistently persuading his mother for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always believed in the sanctity of sex after marriage,&lt;br /&gt;and cleaned up my morning sickness mess(es), without complains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4702503728219450641?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4702503728219450641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4702503728219450641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4702503728219450641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4702503728219450641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/sweeter-memories-poem.html' title='Sweeter memories  (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6183558059605062159</id><published>2011-09-07T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:21:22.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same incident, different experiences (poem)</title><content type='html'>When I needed money for my treatment,&lt;br /&gt;my husband refused it to me as too much,&lt;br /&gt;since then I couldn't trust him with money,&lt;br /&gt;even though I could see it as his fears of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was uncomfortable with my husband's behavior,&lt;br /&gt;and finally called up cops one night, to warn him about it,&lt;br /&gt;since then, my husband couldn't trust me with our relationship,&lt;br /&gt;even though I had called them out of my own fears of husband's words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6183558059605062159?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6183558059605062159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6183558059605062159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6183558059605062159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6183558059605062159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/same-incident-different-experiences.html' title='Same incident, different experiences (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5575556423270820867</id><published>2011-09-05T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:57:24.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What really matters-my bodies looks or its signals? (poem)</title><content type='html'>All these years,&lt;br /&gt;I was only concerned,&lt;br /&gt;with how pretty my body looked,&lt;br /&gt;wearing so-and-so clothes or bouncy hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am realizing,&lt;br /&gt;that I dishonored the signals,&lt;br /&gt;my body had been giving to me all through,&lt;br /&gt;i.e, its need to have a restful sleep and to be touched with love.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5575556423270820867?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5575556423270820867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=5575556423270820867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5575556423270820867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5575556423270820867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-really-matters-my-bodies-looks-or.html' title='What really matters-my bodies looks or its signals? (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-8269635035133832593</id><published>2011-09-05T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:51:42.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body Vs Mind (poem)</title><content type='html'>Body guides,&lt;br /&gt;mind misguides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body senses,&lt;br /&gt;mind allures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-8269635035133832593?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/8269635035133832593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=8269635035133832593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/8269635035133832593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/8269635035133832593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/body-vs-mind-poem.html' title='Body Vs Mind (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6564746464481587167</id><published>2011-09-04T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T20:05:26.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With God, I can do anything (poem)</title><content type='html'>The conked out PC had been sitting in the corner of study for over 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;I asked my husband to do something about it, and he said, he will fix it one day.&lt;br /&gt;I told my kids to move it into the storage 2 levels down, but they just did not want to.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did it by tilting it down each step carefully through 30 steps and felt rejuvenated.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6564746464481587167?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6564746464481587167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6564746464481587167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6564746464481587167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6564746464481587167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/with-god-i-can-do-anything-poem.html' title='With God, I can do anything (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-267475229055638818</id><published>2011-09-03T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T12:34:04.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time to turn (poem)</title><content type='html'>Either, &lt;br /&gt;I can be lost in seeking appreciation &amp; admiration from people,&lt;br /&gt;or, &lt;br /&gt;I can turn towards God (being amidst people) &amp; seek all from Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-267475229055638818?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/267475229055638818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=267475229055638818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/267475229055638818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/267475229055638818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-time-to-turn-poem.html' title='Its time to turn (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-878377051728832326</id><published>2011-09-02T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:24:24.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering and Forgetting (poem)</title><content type='html'>When I remember my friends, &lt;br /&gt;I give them a tinkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am playing with my son, &lt;br /&gt;I forget the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-878377051728832326?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/878377051728832326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=878377051728832326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/878377051728832326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/878377051728832326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/remembering-and-forgetting-poem.html' title='Remembering and Forgetting (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3818086810824613942</id><published>2011-09-02T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:22:13.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am creating my own life (poem)</title><content type='html'>God, is the Light in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Krishna, is the Healer in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Guru, is the Guide in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am the creator of my life, I am creating my own life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3818086810824613942?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3818086810824613942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3818086810824613942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3818086810824613942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3818086810824613942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-creating-my-own-life-poem.html' title='I am creating my own life (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-228951746731268690</id><published>2011-09-02T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:19:08.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hos do I serve you, God? (poem)</title><content type='html'>By being present in every moment,&lt;br /&gt;with a heart full of love,&lt;br /&gt;tuning into the body,&lt;br /&gt;and doing needful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-228951746731268690?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/228951746731268690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=228951746731268690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/228951746731268690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/228951746731268690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/09/hos-do-i-serve-you-god-poem.html' title='Hos do I serve you, God? (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-8199985099784708651</id><published>2011-09-02T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:16:43.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honoring Love Vs Pursuing Lust (poem)</title><content type='html'>Love is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Expressing is healing.&lt;br /&gt;Love gives birth to desires.&lt;br /&gt;Desiring with fears becomes lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-8199985099784708651?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-785870367218645014</id><published>2011-08-31T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:21:37.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wetness messes, attachment pains (poem)</title><content type='html'>When a wet shirt drops on dry sand,it gets dirty.&lt;br /&gt;When a dry shirt drops on wet sand, it gets dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am attached to a person, I am full of pain.&lt;br /&gt;When I am attached to an outcome, I am full of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-785870367218645014?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/785870367218645014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=785870367218645014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/785870367218645014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/785870367218645014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/wetness-messes-attachment-pains-poem.html' title='Wetness messes, attachment pains (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-7883103183480502542</id><published>2011-08-31T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T11:26:36.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple joys (poem)</title><content type='html'>Kids inspire me for many things, and right now for digging out their own joys, from simple little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddlers climbing up and down the steps,&lt;br /&gt;or serving coffee made out of dripping sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eight year old jumping from rocking chair to bed,&lt;br /&gt;or a teen diving into the lake doing, the Tarzan jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-7883103183480502542?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/7883103183480502542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=7883103183480502542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7883103183480502542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7883103183480502542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/simple-joys-poem.html' title='Simple joys (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3551243627453567277</id><published>2011-08-29T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T16:43:47.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This the perfect moment (poem)</title><content type='html'>To forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say Thank You God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To joyfully share, each meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love, dropping mind's judgement.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (GOd is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3551243627453567277?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3551243627453567277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3551243627453567277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3551243627453567277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3551243627453567277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-perfect-moment-poem.html' title='This the perfect moment (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-7497071402132575856</id><published>2011-08-27T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:57:26.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God, is the goal of my life (poem)</title><content type='html'>Joy,&lt;br /&gt;is the goal of each moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;is the goal of each interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-7497071402132575856?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/7497071402132575856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=7497071402132575856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7497071402132575856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7497071402132575856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/god-is-goal-of-my-life-poem.html' title='God, is the goal of my life (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-7762936931059930133</id><published>2011-08-26T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:20:33.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ages old story, with a new turn (poem)</title><content type='html'>Nani was unkind to bedridden nanaji,&lt;br /&gt;and, he would let silent tears roll out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa was indifferent to mama's pain,&lt;br /&gt;and, mama continued to cook with hidden tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband spoke very derogatorily to me,&lt;br /&gt;and, I kept on running inside the restroom to cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to categorize people as abusers or victims,&lt;br /&gt;till, I seeked Thee and chose to transform into a healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-7762936931059930133?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/7762936931059930133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=7762936931059930133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7762936931059930133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7762936931059930133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/with-thee-i-am-healer-not-victim-poem.html' title='Ages old story, with a new turn (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6322049550635863046</id><published>2011-08-25T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T15:04:05.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wows (poem)</title><content type='html'>Wedding wows,&lt;br /&gt;are only till death do us (the bodies) part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving wows,&lt;br /&gt;continue much after death merges us (the souls) into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6322049550635863046?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3317809803586416292</id><published>2011-08-25T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:55:58.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awareness Matters (poem)</title><content type='html'>I had led a life of unawareness,&lt;br /&gt;growing up under love &amp; protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am leading a life of awareness,&lt;br /&gt;raising my kids with love &amp; protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3317809803586416292?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3317809803586416292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3317809803586416292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3317809803586416292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3317809803586416292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/awareness-matters-poem.html' title='Awareness Matters (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2179460440108354258</id><published>2011-08-25T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:53:19.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature teach me... (poem)</title><content type='html'>O kissing breeze, teach me how do you kiss me and dogs alike?&lt;br /&gt;O singing birds, teach me how do you sing joyfuly all the time?&lt;br /&gt;O warm Sun, teach me how do you energize grass and trashbin same?&lt;br /&gt;O mother Earth, teach me how do you nurture ants and people equally? &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2179460440108354258?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2179460440108354258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2179460440108354258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2179460440108354258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2179460440108354258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/nature-teach-me-poem.html' title='Nature teach me... (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5337664865921148485</id><published>2011-08-25T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T12:02:15.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you God for erasing my helplessness (poem)</title><content type='html'>For many years,&lt;br /&gt;I felt helpless and lonely,&lt;br /&gt;far away from country, family and freinds,&lt;br /&gt;and falling sick off and on for about 7 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after many decades,&lt;br /&gt;I feel lonely at times, but not helpless,&lt;br /&gt;being with my husband and kids, feeling different,&lt;br /&gt;and connecting to the God within as my source of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5337664865921148485?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5337664865921148485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=5337664865921148485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5337664865921148485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5337664865921148485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/thank-you-god-for-erasing-my.html' title='Thank you God for erasing my helplessness (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-1747925196699751235</id><published>2011-08-25T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:46:29.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I love in nature... (poem)</title><content type='html'>the giant hug from the gush of wind,&lt;br /&gt;the breeze fingering through my hair,&lt;br /&gt;the music of dancing leaves on trees,&lt;br /&gt;the melodious singing by hidden birds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gentle rub of warm Sun on my arms,&lt;br /&gt;the soothing Mother Earth under trees,&lt;br /&gt;the welcoming "hi" from waving branch,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the charming swaying of grass blades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-1747925196699751235?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/1747925196699751235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=1747925196699751235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1747925196699751235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1747925196699751235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-what-i-love-in-nature-poem.html' title='This is what I love in nature... (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-5511251864626122487</id><published>2011-08-25T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:32:17.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Vs Divine Love (poem)</title><content type='html'>In love, &lt;br /&gt;I've experienced steep highs &amp; dips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In divine love, &lt;br /&gt;I experience a plateau of high state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-5511251864626122487?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/5511251864626122487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=5511251864626122487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5511251864626122487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/5511251864626122487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-vs-divine-love-poem.html' title='Love Vs Divine Love (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-181024705810212475</id><published>2011-08-25T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:28:54.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let noise be, Gunjan you be calm (poem)</title><content type='html'>Let the garbage truck shove.&lt;br /&gt;Let the leaf blower blow.&lt;br /&gt;Let the street dog bark.&lt;br /&gt;Let the kids yell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-181024705810212475?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/181024705810212475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=181024705810212475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/181024705810212475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/181024705810212475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/let-noise-be-gunjan-you-be-calm-poem.html' title='Let noise be, Gunjan you be calm (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-419317090886994077</id><published>2011-08-25T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:25:19.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats listening</title><content type='html'>The facillitator spoke about her background and intentions to listen all thoughts floating on our minds, which had drawn us all to this meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first member, spoke about her content life, and her looking forward to the teen kids leave for college, so that she can have more time for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second member, spoke about her uneasiness with the uncertainty while searching for a fulfilling work; after she had quit her discontent position as an insurance lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third member, spoke about her passion to create a space for women to find support in work and life; while she herself was coping with the stress of taking care of her sick husband at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth member, spoke about her needing help, to cope with her emotional drowning in her family; her fears of husband's anger and helplessness in leading her own life &amp; raising the kids the way she wished to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an amazing 1.5 hour, where the facillitator provided, the space, with her compassionate listening, judiciously prevented intervention from other member(s) when the speaking member paused; and left the speakers with a clear reflection in their own pool of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-419317090886994077?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/419317090886994077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=419317090886994077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/419317090886994077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/419317090886994077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/thats-listening.html' title='Thats listening'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6449399708354633383</id><published>2011-08-24T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T16:06:57.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am choosing joy over attention (poem)</title><content type='html'>Each time, &lt;br /&gt;I slip &amp; drown into my emotional sewer,&lt;br /&gt;it costs me my joy, and pays me off with attention,&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am taking the responsibility of being joyful, and creating it.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6449399708354633383?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6449399708354633383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6449399708354633383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6449399708354633383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6449399708354633383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-choosing-joy-over-attention-poem.html' title='I am choosing joy over attention (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2399600872753779977</id><published>2011-08-24T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T16:02:18.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let noise be, Gunjan you be within (poem)</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in the park,&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes to be with God,&lt;br /&gt;I was enjoying the cool breeze on face,&lt;br /&gt;and the warm Sun penetrating through the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the loud lawn mower arrived,&lt;br /&gt;I had a choice to step away to another place,&lt;br /&gt;or I could simply ignore that loud noise altogether,&lt;br /&gt;and I chose to thank God, for all those and good hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2399600872753779977?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2399600872753779977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2399600872753779977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2399600872753779977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2399600872753779977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/let-noise-be-gunjan-you-be-within-poem.html' title='Let noise be, Gunjan you be within (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4375788360662868872</id><published>2011-08-24T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:56:41.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel someone's pain...(poem)</title><content type='html'>only if,&lt;br /&gt;either, I really love that person,&lt;br /&gt;or,&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced exactly same pain.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4375788360662868872?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4375788360662868872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4375788360662868872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4375788360662868872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4375788360662868872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-feel-someones-painpoem.html' title='I feel someone&apos;s pain...(poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-8722863180243351013</id><published>2011-08-24T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:52:51.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are some of my triggers...(poem)</title><content type='html'>My  8 year old son's,&lt;br /&gt;addiction to Wii games,&lt;br /&gt;watching TV continuously,&lt;br /&gt;crying out loud for attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 12 year old daughter's,&lt;br /&gt;silly mistakes in Math homework,&lt;br /&gt;her blowing bubble gum on my face,&lt;br /&gt;dumping my formal jacket after use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-8722863180243351013?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-1063103866417242811</id><published>2011-08-23T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:19:57.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body is the best sensor (poem)</title><content type='html'>When,&lt;br /&gt;body is at ease,&lt;br /&gt;then only,&lt;br /&gt;the mind is calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When,&lt;br /&gt;mind is still,&lt;br /&gt;then only,&lt;br /&gt;the soul rests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When,&lt;br /&gt;soul is content,&lt;br /&gt;then only,&lt;br /&gt;the heart is singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When,&lt;br /&gt;heart is smiling,&lt;br /&gt;then only,&lt;br /&gt;the body can dance.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-1063103866417242811?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/1063103866417242811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=1063103866417242811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1063103866417242811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/1063103866417242811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/body-is-best-sensor-poem.html' title='Body is the best sensor (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2554432204968908014</id><published>2011-08-23T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:07:25.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose the neighborhood, Gunjan (poem)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Heart feels, mind emotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart gives, mind expects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart heals, mind interprets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart connects, mind seprates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2554432204968908014?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2554432204968908014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2554432204968908014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2554432204968908014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2554432204968908014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/choose-neighborhood-gunjan-poem.html' title='Choose the neighborhood, Gunjan (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-2904199111920947633</id><published>2011-08-23T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:03:59.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its my responsibility (poem)</title><content type='html'>When others dishonor my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;I don't honor my own feelings,&lt;br /&gt;my heart shuts down in pain,&lt;br /&gt;I frustrate expecting love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I choose to honor my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;I experience a spurt of energy,&lt;br /&gt;my heart fills up with love,&lt;br /&gt;I joyfully share with all.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-2904199111920947633?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/2904199111920947633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=2904199111920947633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2904199111920947633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/2904199111920947633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-my-responsibility-poem.html' title='Its my responsibility (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-8381897893902142093</id><published>2011-08-22T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T11:45:53.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hare hare Krishna, hare hare... (poem)</title><content type='html'>When I longed to be heard, He led me to the kind listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was full of grief, He provided me a crying shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I needed to be caressed, He healed me with gentle touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was drowning in helplessness, He saved me with security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-8381897893902142093?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/8381897893902142093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=8381897893902142093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/8381897893902142093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/8381897893902142093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/hare-hare-krishna-hare-hare-poem.html' title='Hare hare Krishna, hare hare... (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4717466696538495462</id><published>2011-08-21T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:10:35.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all in the mind (poem)</title><content type='html'>I witnessed, during meditation,&lt;br /&gt;that I was talking very firmly,&lt;br /&gt;to someone I fear, like a man,&lt;br /&gt;and the fear had now swapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to the one I fear,&lt;br /&gt;face to face with courage,&lt;br /&gt;now, he was all yellow,&lt;br /&gt;and I felt the power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4717466696538495462?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4717466696538495462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4717466696538495462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4717466696538495462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4717466696538495462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-all-in-mind-poem.html' title='Its all in the mind (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3641896912548342603</id><published>2011-08-21T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:02:57.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Mother Earth (poem)</title><content type='html'>When I lay down on the green grass,&lt;br /&gt;my body surrenderd into the rest,&lt;br /&gt;the peace within enveloped me,&lt;br /&gt;and noise outside dimmed.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (poem)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3641896912548342603?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3641896912548342603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3641896912548342603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3641896912548342603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3641896912548342603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/thank-you-mother-earth-poem.html' title='Thank You Mother Earth (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-8556100254639244259</id><published>2011-08-21T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:00:45.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Hurry? (poem)</title><content type='html'>It took 30 minutes to cut veggies,&lt;br /&gt;another 30 minutes to cook it to taste,&lt;br /&gt;and after that, 15 minutes to clean up mess,&lt;br /&gt;then why did I hurriedly, shove it into my mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-8556100254639244259?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/8556100254639244259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=8556100254639244259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/8556100254639244259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/8556100254639244259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-hurry-poem.html' title='Why Hurry? (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6579205125058976687</id><published>2011-08-21T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T21:52:30.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out (poem)</title><content type='html'>Gunjan, drive safely, &lt;br /&gt;so that you don't hurt anyone on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunjan, be alert about others, &lt;br /&gt;so that their negligent driving, doesn't hit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunjan, be careful,&lt;br /&gt;so that your thoughts, words and actions don't hurt any one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunjan, be aware that others,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts, words or actions don't hurt your body, mind, heart &amp; soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6579205125058976687?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6579205125058976687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6579205125058976687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6579205125058976687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6579205125058976687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/watch-out-poem.html' title='Watch out (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-3675315970215601440</id><published>2011-08-20T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:18:47.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a victim of my conversations (poem)</title><content type='html'>Ever since I was 1.5, I think I have been speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Till recently, I was mostly talking to carry a good chat.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am realizing, if I utter, I've got to open my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And, wisest is to bless silently, stopping all internal chats.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-3675315970215601440?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/3675315970215601440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=3675315970215601440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3675315970215601440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/3675315970215601440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-victim-of-my-conversations-poem.html' title='I am a victim of my conversations (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-4069733611978796312</id><published>2011-08-20T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T08:57:41.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God, make me who I naturally am (poem)</title><content type='html'>God make me my loving Self,&lt;br /&gt;God make me my singing Self,&lt;br /&gt;God make me my dancing Self,&lt;br /&gt;God make me my laughing Self.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-4069733611978796312?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/4069733611978796312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=4069733611978796312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4069733611978796312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/4069733611978796312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/god-make-me-who-i-naturally-am-poem.html' title='God, make me who I naturally am (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-7918388339445083830</id><published>2011-08-19T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T11:33:26.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those 6 hours (poem)</title><content type='html'>I met an old friend in a new way. Without worrying about kids or families, we talked for complete 6 hours. I returned home as a different person.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, friends are the best healers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating Summer Rolls the Vietnamese style, &lt;br /&gt;we talked heart to heart for 2.5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading out on love seat in coffe shop,&lt;br /&gt;we spoke about aspirations &amp; frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving for half an hour in each journey,&lt;br /&gt;we reconnected like those old Hindu days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking, listening, laughing and teasing,&lt;br /&gt;we parted, recharged &amp; reunited with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-7918388339445083830?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/7918388339445083830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=7918388339445083830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7918388339445083830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/7918388339445083830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/those-6-hours-poem.html' title='Those 6 hours (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6393956413509919106</id><published>2011-08-17T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T11:21:52.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are all helplessly acting under our Samskaras (poem)</title><content type='html'>Whatever is happening,&lt;br /&gt;its happening as per divine plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All people in my life,&lt;br /&gt;are being the way they are, pefectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on reacting the same,&lt;br /&gt;till my samsakara gets broken &amp; erased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every person in my life is reacting,&lt;br /&gt;for he/she is also acting under the samskaras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6393956413509919106?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6393956413509919106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6393956413509919106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6393956413509919106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6393956413509919106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-are-all-helplessly-acting-under-our.html' title='We are all helplessly acting under our Samskaras (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-573676983687724337</id><published>2011-08-17T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T08:44:44.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In search of High school for my daughter (poem)</title><content type='html'>A friend asked me, &lt;br /&gt;"What are your plans for your daughter's high school (in Fall 2012)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard myself say to her, &lt;br /&gt;"You know, my husband wants her to go to a public school, the real world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I heard a voice within ask me,&lt;br /&gt;"OK, thats what your husband wishes for your daughter, what do you wish, Gunjan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I searched for the answer, I heard,&lt;br /&gt;"I would like our daughter to go to a High School, where she learns how to live joyfully."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-573676983687724337?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/573676983687724337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=573676983687724337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/573676983687724337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/573676983687724337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-search-of-high-school-for-my.html' title='In search of High school for my daughter (poem)'/><author><name>Gunjan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837491545324924254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2034645154041816736.post-6688120918349422447</id><published>2011-08-17T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T08:28:47.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God, heal me so that I can heal (poem)</title><content type='html'>I don't know what I am here to do,&lt;br /&gt;but this morning, I clearly sense,&lt;br /&gt;that I'am here to heal my own Self,&lt;br /&gt;and to heal my Universe, with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2034645154041816736-6688120918349422447?l=surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrenderlistenandgive.blogspot.com/feeds/6688120918349422447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2034645154041816736&amp;postID=6688120918349422447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6688120918349422447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2034645154041816736/posts/default/6688120918349422447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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