<?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-5514609914250075329</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:47:48.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Osho Galeria Renacer Poesia</title><subtitle type='html'>Relajación significa que este momento es más que suficiente, más de lo que se puede pedir y esperar. Nada que pedir, es más que suficiente, es más de lo que puedes desear; entonces la energía nunca va a ningún sitio, se convierte en un plácido estanque. Te disuelves en tu propia energía. Este momento es relajación.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-6746827011712151298</id><published>2008-02-20T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:47:59.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R7yt-jpkZVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/fZfwZzHAlwM/s1600-h/color+flor+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169197762547574098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R7yt-jpkZVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/fZfwZzHAlwM/s200/color+flor+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sed celebrantes, ¡celebrad! Ya tienes demasiado: las flores se han abierto, los pájaros están cantando, el sol está en el cielo; ¡celébralo! Estás respirando, estás vivo y tienes conciencia; ¡celébralo! Entonces de repente te relajas; entonces no hay tensión, entonces no hay angustia. Toda la energía que se convertía en angustia se convierte en gratitud. Todo tu corazón late con un profundo agradecimiento; eso es oración. En esto consiste la oración, en un corazón lleno de profunda gratitud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-6746827011712151298?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6746827011712151298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=6746827011712151298' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/6746827011712151298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/6746827011712151298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2008/02/sed-celebrantes-celebrad-ya-tienes.html' title=''/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R7yt-jpkZVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/fZfwZzHAlwM/s72-c/color+flor+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-7056937102049714181</id><published>2008-01-19T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:15:18.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5JoUjbhYYI/AAAAAAAAAhU/D2YknCX5ZR4/s1600-h/Imagen+4flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157299225609986434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5JoUjbhYYI/AAAAAAAAAhU/D2YknCX5ZR4/s320/Imagen+4flor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este es el mas profundo mensaje de la canción de &lt;&lt;mahamudra&gt;&gt;, no busques; permanece como eres; no vayas a ninguna parte. Nunca nadie encuentra a Dios. Nadie puede, pues no se conoce la dirección. ¿A dónde encontraras la Divinidad? No hay mapa, no hay camino, ni nadie que diga donde esta. No, nadie alcanza a Dios. Siempre es lo contrario; Dios viene a ti. Cuando estas listo, llama a tu puerta, te busca. Tu forma de estar listo es la receptividad.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando eres completamente receptivo, no hay ego, te conviertes en un templo vació. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5JneTbhYWI/AAAAAAAAAhE/MUbnuDFOv_Q/s1600-h/Imagen+5flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157298293602083170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5JneTbhYWI/AAAAAAAAAhE/MUbnuDFOv_Q/s320/Imagen+5flor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilota dice en la canción: se hueco, como el bambú, sin nada adentro. Y de repente, en cuanto eres un bambú, hueco, los labios de la Divinidad están contigo. El bambú hueco se convierte en flauta y la canción empieza. Esta es la canción de &lt;&lt;mahamudra&gt;&gt;. Tilopa se ha vuelto el bambú hueco y la Divinidad ha empezado la canción. No es ya la canción de Tilopa, es la propia canción de la experiencia Absoluta.&lt;br /&gt;Este es el mas profundo mensaje de la canción de &lt;&lt;mahamudra&gt;&gt;, no busques; permanece como eres; no vayas a ninguna parte. Nunca nadie encuentra a Dios. Nadie puede, pues no se conoce la dirección. ¿A dónde encontraras la Divinidad? No hay mapa, no hay camino, ni nadie que diga donde esta. No, nadie alcanza a Dios. Siempre es lo contrario; Dios viene a ti. Cuando estas listo, llama a tu puerta, te busca. Tu forma de estar listo es la receptividad.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando eres completamente receptivo, no hay ego, te conviertes en un templo vació.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5Jn9jbhYXI/AAAAAAAAAhM/E_GeO1QLjHI/s1600-h/Imagen+6flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157298830472995186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5Jn9jbhYXI/AAAAAAAAAhM/E_GeO1QLjHI/s320/Imagen+6flor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilota dice en la canción: se hueco, como el bambú, sin nada adentro. Y de repente, en cuanto eres un bambú, hueco, los labios de la Divinidad están contigo. El bambú hueco se convierte en flauta y la canción empieza. Esta es la canción de &lt;&lt;mahamudra&gt;&gt;. Tilopa se ha vuelto el bambú hueco y la Divinidad ha empezado la canción. No es ya la canción de Tilopa, es la propia canción de la experiencia Absoluta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-7056937102049714181?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7056937102049714181/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=7056937102049714181' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/7056937102049714181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/7056937102049714181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2008/01/este-es-el-mas-profundo-mensaje-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5JoUjbhYYI/AAAAAAAAAhU/D2YknCX5ZR4/s72-c/Imagen+4flor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-6315475895325324022</id><published>2008-01-19T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:06:08.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Osho...cancion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5JmJTbhYSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/TWSDZjOUSds/s1600-h/Imagen+3flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157296833313202466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5JmJTbhYSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/TWSDZjOUSds/s320/Imagen+3flor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tilota dice en la canción: se hueco, como el bambú, sin nada adentro. Y de repente, en cuanto eres un bambú, hueco, los labios de la Divinidad están contigo. El bambú hueco se convierte en flauta y la canción empieza. Esta es la canción de &lt;&lt;mahamudra&gt;&gt;. Tilopa se ha vuelto el bambú hueco y la Divinidad ha empezado la canción. No es ya la canción de Tilopa, es la propia canción de la experiencia Absoluta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo también estoy aquí para cantar una canción, pero esta puede darse cuando estés listo. Y esto significa que la duda simplemente se ha desvanecido de la mente. No debe ser reprimida, tu no debes tratar de vencerla, puesto que aun vencida permanecería en ti, como parte de tu inconsciente, y te seguirá afectando. No luches contra tu mente en duda, no la reprimas. Simplemente concede más y más energía a la confianza. Compórtate indiferentemente con tu mente en duda. Nada mas confianza. Compórtate indiferentemente con tu mente en duda. Nada más puede hacerse. Indiferencia es la clave, simplemente se indiferente. Ahí esta, acéptala. Encamina tu energía más y mas hacia la confianza y el amor, puesto que la energía que esta en la duda es la misma que se vuelve fe. En el momento que eres indiferente, tu cooperación queda suspendida, ya no la alimentas. Porque es con atención con lo que cualquier cosa se alimenta. Si prestas atención a tu duda – incluso para estar en contra de ella – es peligroso, porque la atención misma es el alimento, cooperas con ella. Uno tiene que ser indiferente; no estar ni en pro ni en contra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-6315475895325324022?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6315475895325324022/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=6315475895325324022' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/6315475895325324022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/6315475895325324022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2008/01/oshocancion.html' title='Osho...cancion'/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5JmJTbhYSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/TWSDZjOUSds/s72-c/Imagen+3flor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-5302988647861471265</id><published>2008-01-18T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T14:54:53.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preparación&lt;br /&gt;PRIMERO VACÍA TU TAZA.&lt;br /&gt;UNA HISTORIA ZEN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156953558052069602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5Et8DbhYOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/cGI1KMqPXuY/s200/5rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El maestro japonés Nansen concedió una audiencia&lt;br /&gt;a un profesar de filosofía.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estaba sirviendo el té, Nansen lleno la taza&lt;br /&gt;del visitante hasta rebasar. El profesor contemplo cómo se&lt;br /&gt;derramaba el líquido, hasta que perdió la paciencia y dijo:&lt;br /&gt;«¡Basta! ¡La taza está completamente llena, ya no cabe más!»&lt;br /&gt;Nansen le respondió: «Al igual que esta taza, tú estás lleno de tus&lt;br /&gt;propias opiniones y especulaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Cómo puedo enseñarte Zen si&lt;br /&gt;no vacías primero tu taza?» &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-5302988647861471265?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5302988647861471265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=5302988647861471265' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/5302988647861471265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/5302988647861471265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2008/01/preparacin-primero-vaca-tu-taza.html' title=''/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5Et8DbhYOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/cGI1KMqPXuY/s72-c/5rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-4464007627991532581</id><published>2008-01-18T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T14:46:07.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Arte del Té</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5ErqDbhYMI/AAAAAAAAAf0/as74AgOok_0/s1600-h/L+el+arte+del+te.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156951384798617810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5Er9jbhYNI/AAAAAAAAAf8/C06VUQPNBhQ/s400/L+el+arte+del+te.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Osho&lt;br /&gt;Meditaciones&lt;br /&gt;para Despertar tu Espíritu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disfruta de todo, incluso de las cosas más pequeñas.&lt;br /&gt;Si empiezas a disfrutar. Incluso una taza de té&lt;br /&gt;Se convierte en algo sagrado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS PÁRPADOS DE BODHIDHARMA&lt;br /&gt;Y LOS ORÍGENES DEL TÉ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El té fue descubierto por Bodhidharma, el fundador del Zen. Es una bella historia.&lt;br /&gt;Llevaba meditando nueve años de cara a la pared. Nueve años, y siempre de cara a la pared; era normal que empezara a quedarse dormido. Luchó y luchó contra el sueño; recuerda el sueño metafísico, la inconsciencia. Quería permanecer consciente incluso mientras dormía. Quería mantener una continuidad de la conciencia; la luz debía permanecer encendida día y noche, durante veinticuatro horas. En eso consiste el dhyana, la meditación: en darse cuenta. Una noche notó que era imposible seguir despierto, se estaba quedando dormido. ¡Se cortó los párpados y los tiró! Así no habría manera de cerrar los ojos.&lt;br /&gt;Es una hermosa historia. Para acceder a los ojos interiores hay que arrancar los ojos exteriores. Ése es el alto precio que hay que pagar. ¿Y qué ocurrió? A los pocos días se dio cuenta de que de los párpados que había arrojado al suelo surgía un pequeño brote. Y el brote se convirtió en té.&lt;br /&gt;Por eso, cuando bebes té, algo de Bodhidharma penetra en ti y no puedes dormirte. Bodhidharma estaba meditando en una montaña llamada Ta; de ahí procede el nombre de té.&lt;br /&gt;Procede de la montaña donde Bodhidharma meditó durante nueve años.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el maestro Zen dice: «Toma una taza de té», está diciendo: «Prueba un poco de Bodhidharma. No te plantees todas esas preguntas sobre si Dios existe o no, quién creó el mundo, dónde está el cielo y dónde el infierno y cuál es la teoría del karma y el renacer.» Cuando el maestro Zen dice: «Toma una taza de té», está diciendo: «Trata de volverte más consciente, no te entretengas con tonterías. No te van a servir de nada.» &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-4464007627991532581?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4464007627991532581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=4464007627991532581' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/4464007627991532581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/4464007627991532581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2008/01/el-arte-del-t.html' title='El Arte del Té'/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/R5Er9jbhYNI/AAAAAAAAAf8/C06VUQPNBhQ/s72-c/L+el+arte+del+te.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-2481434818653212085</id><published>2007-11-01T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:32:31.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aroma sutil... delicado... suave...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RypFw_gF0wI/AAAAAAAAAU8/i7BqngQNVM0/s1600-h/Canta+corazon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127987833696801538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RypFw_gF0wI/AAAAAAAAAU8/i7BqngQNVM0/s320/Canta+corazon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;canto al corazón &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Que canta el sol por la ventana…&lt;br /&gt;y los pájaros extasiados del cantar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lindo es amar contigo y sin ti…&lt;br /&gt;pues tu presencia se confunde en mis pasos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor de cada pétalo… la alegría&lt;br /&gt;Amor que de cada gota de lluvia… refrescando el alma…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir profundos de primaveras…&lt;br /&gt;retenidas en tiempo sin espacio…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claridad de lagos… dicha…&lt;br /&gt;Dicha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar el aire que respiras…&lt;br /&gt;sin siquiera saber que aun existo… Luz tenue que se hace viva…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luz que ilumina horizontes… profundos...&lt;br /&gt;Luz que sin ser tuya… es en mí también…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas allá de las palabras hay un tenue roció…&lt;br /&gt;Que baña como alas de un solo sentir…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás las gotas son de sal… Quizás es el aroma de flores&lt;br /&gt;Que en capullo se abren a su ser…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lindo es amar el sol… el aire… el espacio&lt;br /&gt;Ese espacio que se hace cada vez más inmenso en el sentir…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuidaras de la rosa… de la espinas también&lt;br /&gt;Es por ellas… que las rosas son rosas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es así… Que lindo canta el amor…&lt;br /&gt;Aroma sutil… delicado… suave…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-2481434818653212085?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2481434818653212085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=2481434818653212085' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/2481434818653212085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/2481434818653212085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/11/aroma-sutil-delicado-suave.html' title='Aroma sutil... delicado... suave...'/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RypFw_gF0wI/AAAAAAAAAU8/i7BqngQNVM0/s72-c/Canta+corazon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-3390123257366625510</id><published>2007-10-08T03:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T11:41:34.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminante no hay camino...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RwoLjh7LiyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/FH7Gs3DlnNw/s1600-h/Caminante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118916631489907490" style="DISPLAY: block; 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color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Times New I2;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yo te amo. No puedo evitarlo. No es cuestión de que pueda                 amarte o no, simplemente te amo. Si no estuvieses aquí, este                 auditorio estaría lleno de mi amor, no habría ninguna                 diferencia. Estos árboles todavía recibirían mi                 amor, estos pájaros lo seguirían recibiendo. E incluso                 si todos los árboles y los pájaros desaparecieran, eso                 no haría ninguna diferencia: el amor seguiría fluyendo.                 El amor es, así que el amor fluye".-&lt;br /&gt;OSHO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-554525357106806357?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/554525357106806357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=554525357106806357' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/554525357106806357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/554525357106806357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='Recibimos!!!'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-1709353710712580269</id><published>2007-10-03T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:16:13.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Todo pasa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RwPOTR7LiiI/AAAAAAAAASc/sF7D7xnOztM/s1600-h/Besos+Haiku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117160432247474722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RwPOTR7LiiI/AAAAAAAAASc/sF7D7xnOztM/s400/Besos+Haiku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RwPN5B7LihI/AAAAAAAAASU/xOnR2NFeRjs/s1600-h/Besos+Haiku.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-1709353710712580269?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1709353710712580269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=1709353710712580269' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/1709353710712580269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/1709353710712580269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/10/todo-pasa.html' title='Todo pasa...'/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RwPOTR7LiiI/AAAAAAAAASc/sF7D7xnOztM/s72-c/Besos+Haiku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-4479414062488668519</id><published>2007-09-15T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T14:03:38.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mas silencio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RuxIkL0yE3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/24VB8zybC38/s1600-h/silencioAb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110539463645336434" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RuxH870yE2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/tTBiRSGUQHY/s320/silencio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-8193223913906949342?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8193223913906949342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=8193223913906949342' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/8193223913906949342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/8193223913906949342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/09/silencio.html' title='silencio'/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RuxH870yE2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/tTBiRSGUQHY/s72-c/silencio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-8088053536943627753</id><published>2007-09-14T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T15:23:03.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/RusJp70yEpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jGFKzPWqOko/s1600-h/Divino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110188818220323474" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/Rum2Mr0yEiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/h5n-jhpksGA/s400/mar+vuelo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-7979420270134501807?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7979420270134501807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=7979420270134501807' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/7979420270134501807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/7979420270134501807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>osho Renacer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17121123019154084833</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_60imAmXZgoY/Rum2Mr0yEiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/h5n-jhpksGA/s72-c/mar+vuelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-390660247090378028</id><published>2007-09-10T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T09:59:52.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueño de Otoño</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-animations.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/551/551148dzawulwfv6.gif" border="0" height="293" width="418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testmysoul.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Un niño mientras dormía soñó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;el otoño ya llegó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testmysoul.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Bajo un árbol mirando al cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Veía caer las hojas al suelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testmysoul.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;El árbol está dolido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;los pájaros no pueden hacer su nido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testmysoul.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;El niño se ha despertado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Y el sueño se ha acabado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testmysoul.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Pero el otoño ha empezado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testmysoul.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Antonio López Sánchez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-390660247090378028?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/390660247090378028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=390660247090378028' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/390660247090378028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/390660247090378028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/09/sueo-de-otoo.html' title='Sueño de Otoño'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-6572276664642828633</id><published>2007-09-06T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T14:25:48.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RuBwK4Cx7WI/AAAAAAAAAh4/J8C3RGxT4T0/s1600-h/flores+en+primavera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RuBwK4Cx7WI/AAAAAAAAAh4/J8C3RGxT4T0/s320/flores+en+primavera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107205309583191394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); text-align: center;" class="texto"&gt;La primavera ha venido&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe como ha sido.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); text-align: center;" class="texto"&gt; Ha despertado la rama,&lt;br /&gt;El almendro ha florecido.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); text-align: center;" class="texto"&gt; En el campo se escuchaba&lt;br /&gt;El “gri-gri” del grillo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); text-align: center;" class="texto"&gt; La primavera ha venido&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe como ha sido.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-6572276664642828633?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6572276664642828633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=6572276664642828633' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/6572276664642828633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/6572276664642828633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/09/primavera_06.html' title='Primavera'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RuBwK4Cx7WI/AAAAAAAAAh4/J8C3RGxT4T0/s72-c/flores+en+primavera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-9146230011700684994</id><published>2007-09-02T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:14:15.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema de Kabir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RtuJ7oCx6uI/AAAAAAAAAc4/xH2crb1zvNc/s1600-h/108.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RtuJ7oCx6uI/AAAAAAAAAc4/xH2crb1zvNc/s200/108.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105826260008954594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RtuJtYCx6tI/AAAAAAAAAcw/XNx6eWbXDc4/s1600-h/237880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RtuJtYCx6tI/AAAAAAAAAcw/XNx6eWbXDc4/s200/237880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105826015195818706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.testmysoul.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;El arpa exhala música rumorosa; y la danza se despliega sin manos y sin pies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.testmysoul.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ella es ejecutada sin dedos; es escuchada sin oìdos, porque Èl es el oído, y Èl el que escucha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;  La puerta esta sellada, pero adentro esta la fragancia; y allí el coloquio no es visto por nadie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;  Solo el sabio lo comprenderá."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kabir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-9146230011700684994?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/9146230011700684994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=9146230011700684994' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/9146230011700684994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/9146230011700684994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/09/poema-de-kabir.html' title='Poema de Kabir'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RtuJ7oCx6uI/AAAAAAAAAc4/xH2crb1zvNc/s72-c/108.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-4696307922338275085</id><published>2007-09-01T05:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T06:03:11.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Montañas en la noche</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.toolkitten.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/66/66470g7xunchjdp.gif width=150 height=290 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.testmysoul.org target=_blank&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;El lago se ha extinguido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;oscuro duerme el cañaveral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;murmurando en el sueño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sobre el campo extendidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;alargadas montañas amenazan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No reposan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hondamente respiran, se mantienen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;unidas unas contra otras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Respirando hondamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;llenas de oscuras fuerzas, irredentas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;en su pasión devoradora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-4696307922338275085?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4696307922338275085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=4696307922338275085' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/4696307922338275085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/4696307922338275085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/09/montaas-en-la-noche.html' title='Montañas en la noche'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-4236954600285965836</id><published>2007-08-31T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T09:42:10.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser... y  llegar a Ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.testmysoul.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/263/263001eetk2ota3i.gif" border="0" height="300" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testmysoul.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sè màs corazòn y menos cabeza. La cabeza es solamente una parte de tì, el corazòn , en el sentido que yo le doy a la palabra, es todo tu ser. El corazòn es tu totalidad , de modo que cuando funcionas en tu totalidad funcionas con el sentimiento . Cuando funcionas parcialmente lo haces con la cabeza". Osho - Alegrìa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-4236954600285965836?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4236954600285965836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=4236954600285965836' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/4236954600285965836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/4236954600285965836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/08/ser-y-llegar-ser.html' title='Ser... y  llegar a Ser'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-2711224575940627057</id><published>2007-08-27T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T18:41:10.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El milagro del amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="display: block;"&gt;El milagro del amor&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-gfx.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/500/500818fohu7zoi07.gif" border="0" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién debo acudir para aprender sobre mi amada?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Kabir dice:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;“Del mismo modo que si ignoras el árbol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;puede que nunca encuentres el bosque,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;también puede que nunca lo encuentres en abstracciones”        &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;¡Oh, sadhu!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mi tierra es una tierra sin pesar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Se lo grito bien alto a todos: al rey y al mendigo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Al emperador y al faquir:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Deja que todos los que buscan cobijo en lo más alto,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Vengan y se queden en mis tierras.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Deja que el fatigado venga y deje aquí su carga&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Vive pues aquí, hermano mío,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Desde donde podrás fácilmente cruzar a la otra orilla.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Éste es un país sin tierra ni cielo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Sin luna ni estrellas,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Porque solamente el fulgor de la verdad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Brilla en el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 100%;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;durbar&lt;i style=""&gt; de mi Señor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;Kabir dice:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;“¡Oh, querido hermano!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Nada es esencial excepto la verdad”&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;" lang="ES-PE"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-2711224575940627057?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2711224575940627057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=2711224575940627057' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/2711224575940627057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/2711224575940627057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/08/el-milagro-del-amor.html' title='El milagro del amor'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-1510106836689971085</id><published>2007-08-14T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T20:18:44.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Kitaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CKXDShFXDY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CKXDShFXDY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-1510106836689971085?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1510106836689971085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=1510106836689971085' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/1510106836689971085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/1510106836689971085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/08/tribute-to-kitaro.html' title='Tribute to Kitaro'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-3932653722783185190</id><published>2007-08-13T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T16:05:45.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escuchamos "  The lonely shepherd"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RtB-EICx5SI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ynyoEr2JqR8/s1600-h/PASTOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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 The lonely shepherd&quot;'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RtB-EICx5SI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ynyoEr2JqR8/s72-c/PASTOR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-4450883337821646349</id><published>2007-08-12T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T19:52:31.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OSHO: Compassion - The Ultimate Flowering of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RsEYo5OlWaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ubn1BVlGyUA/s1600-h/oshoart008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RsEYo5OlWaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ubn1BVlGyUA/s200/oshoart008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098383343995935138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Escuchamos   el mensaje de Osho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mpfoh47L8iw"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mpfoh47L8iw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table id="texttable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td class="almost_half_cell"&gt;&lt;div id="result_box" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Osho examina la naturaleza de la compasión de una perspectiva radicalmente diversa. Él precisa que la “pasión” miente en la raíz de la palabra, y después procede a desafiar asunciones sobre cuáles es la compasión realmente. Él demuestra cómo la trayectoria a la compasión auténtica se presenta de dentro, comenzando con una aceptación y un amor profundos de ser. Solamente entonces, dice Osho, nace la flor de la compasión en una fuerza curativa, arraigada en la aceptación incondicional de la otra mientras que él o ella es.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="submitcell"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="selectcell"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: hidden;" id="zippyspan" onclick="_rolldown()"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.google.com/mb/plus_sm.gif" style="margin-right: 0.33em;" /&gt;Proponer una &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-4450883337821646349?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4450883337821646349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=4450883337821646349' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/4450883337821646349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/4450883337821646349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/08/osho-compassion-ultimate-flowering-of.html' title='OSHO: Compassion - The Ultimate Flowering of Love'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/RsEYo5OlWaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ubn1BVlGyUA/s72-c/oshoart008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-6770306992451233354</id><published>2007-08-12T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T13:12:25.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexionando junto al Maestro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;El gran camino, no es ni fácil ni difícil , cada ser lo convierte  en eso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sortear los obstáculos del camino , allí esta la gracia, observando al caminarlo , cuantas veces caemos ?, cuantas veces levantamos los brazos pidiendo al Universo mas luz?&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez quieras ir rápidamente... tal vez paso a paso , sintiendo lo que sucede debajo de tus pies, o quizás prefieras tomar otro atajo , ya que parece mas corto .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;La cima esta allí... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; celebrando cada instante de tu goce, de tus avances , de tus logros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/48/48150dakdt3h1vj.gif" width="548" height="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testmysoul.org" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tal como se nos  presente , solo  presencia, aceptación, dejarlo ser...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-6770306992451233354?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6770306992451233354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=6770306992451233354' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/6770306992451233354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/6770306992451233354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/08/reflexionando-juntos.html' title='Reflexionando junto al Maestro...'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5514609914250075329.post-1029135826329506910</id><published>2007-08-12T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T16:16:05.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"El gran camino"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/Rr-KMZOlWMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZqytFqb0HH0/s1600-h/79ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 84px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/Rr-KMZOlWMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZqytFqb0HH0/s200/79ce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097945248741808322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/Rr-J7JOlWLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-_cuBwIVtFA/s1600-h/libronada.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/Rr-J7JOlWLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-_cuBwIVtFA/s200/libronada.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097944952389064882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;El gran camino no es difícil para aquellos que no tienen preferencias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cuando ambos, amor y odio, están ausentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; todo se vuelve claro y diáfano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sin embargo, haz la mas mínima distinción, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;y el cielo y la tierra se distancian infinitamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Si quieres ver la verdad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; no mantengas ninguna opinión a favor o en contra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; La lucha entre lo que a uno le gusta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; y lo que le disgusta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; es la enfermedad de la mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sosan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5514609914250075329-1029135826329506910?l=oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1029135826329506910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5514609914250075329&amp;postID=1029135826329506910' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/1029135826329506910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5514609914250075329/posts/default/1029135826329506910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshogaleriarenacerpoesia.blogspot.com/2007/08/el-gran-camino.html' title='&quot;El gran camino&quot;'/><author><name>Ma Deva Radhika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/SQ0k2u9Rm6I/AAAAAAAADVE/dKug6ShX0dI/S220/287328i3mnnjy9rx.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcF_Lnw-VT4/Rr-KMZOlWMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZqytFqb0HH0/s72-c/79ce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
