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My father lived to be 89. During his last

year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

when I came to visit there was no smile,

no happiness in his face, no love in his

eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

I told him, this information did not elicit

love. It was just as if I have said I was

the mailman bringing a gift.

 

He seemed to have been transported to his

childhood, and often asked about his parents.

 

His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

Why is the bus late?

 

Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

 

Pete

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Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

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> My father lived to be 89. During his last

> year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> when I came to visit there was no smile,

> no happiness in his face, no love in his

> eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> I told him, this information did not elicit

> love. It was just as if I have said I was

> the mailman bringing a gift.

>

> He seemed to have been transported to his

> childhood, and often asked about his parents.

>

> His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> Why is the bus late?

>

> Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

>

> Pete

>

 

....if we give memories the crown of a king...

we will win everything...but our heart...

....and from that day on...

we will only be looking for it everywhere and in everything...

....iietsa

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Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

>

> My father lived to be 89. During his last

> year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> when I came to visit there was no smile,

> no happiness in his face, no love in his

> eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> I told him, this information did not elicit

> love. It was just as if I have said I was

> the mailman bringing a gift.

>

> He seemed to have been transported to his

> childhood, and often asked about his parents.

>

> His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> Why is the bus late?

>

> Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

>

> Pete

>

 

 

Thanks, Pete,

 

Very interesting and worth to ponder.

 

Many years ago I have read somewhere that what we love we protect.

And we also can see it the other way round, what we protect we love.

 

What is that we protect, what is signalling us to be worth to get

protected ?

 

Werner

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Nisargadatta , " Werner Woehr " <wwoehr wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> >

> > My father lived to be 89. During his last

> > year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> > when I came to visit there was no smile,

> > no happiness in his face, no love in his

> > eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> > I told him, this information did not elicit

> > love. It was just as if I have said I was

> > the mailman bringing a gift.

> >

> > He seemed to have been transported to his

> > childhood, and often asked about his parents.

> >

> > His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> > and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> > should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> > Why is the bus late?

> >

> > Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> > nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

> >

> > Pete

> >

>

>

> Thanks, Pete,

>

> Very interesting and worth to ponder.

>

> Many years ago I have read somewhere that what we love we protect.

> And we also can see it the other way round, what we protect we love.

>

> What is that we protect, what is signalling us to be worth to get

> protected ?

>

> Werner

 

P: Can you try to protect anything you don't remember?

>

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Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " Werner Woehr " <wwoehr@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> > >

> > > My father lived to be 89. During his last

> > > year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> > > when I came to visit there was no smile,

> > > no happiness in his face, no love in his

> > > eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> > > I told him, this information did not elicit

> > > love. It was just as if I have said I was

> > > the mailman bringing a gift.

> > >

> > > He seemed to have been transported to his

> > > childhood, and often asked about his parents.

> > >

> > > His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> > > and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> > > should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> > > Why is the bus late?

> > >

> > > Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> > > nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

> > >

> > > Pete

> > >

> >

> >

> > Thanks, Pete,

> >

> > Very interesting and worth to ponder.

> >

> > Many years ago I have read somewhere that what we love we

protect.

> > And we also can see it the other way round, what we protect we

love.

> >

> > What is that we protect, what is signalling us to be worth to get

> > protected ?

> >

> > Werner

>

> P: Can you try to protect anything you don't remember?

> >

>

 

 

Surely not, Pete,

 

But that was not my question.

 

We remember many things and events and again forget them without any

impuls to protect them, without any love springing from them.

 

But some of those remembrances we want to protect like a blossom

never to wither and never to leave us.

 

Werner

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Without memories we can not love?

 

No, love is not dependant on memory. Love is of the present...not of

the past (memory). Love is our own nature...if there truly were no

memories and the mind was still...then there would be only love

(there would be no other).

 

Namaste,

 

~ Eric Putkonen

http://www.awaken2life.org

 

 

Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

>

> My father lived to be 89. During his last

> year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> when I came to visit there was no smile,

> no happiness in his face, no love in his

> eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> I told him, this information did not elicit

> love. It was just as if I have said I was

> the mailman bringing a gift.

>

> He seemed to have been transported to his

> childhood, and often asked about his parents.

>

> His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> Why is the bus late?

>

> Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

>

> Pete

>

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Nisargadatta , " Werner Woehr " <wwoehr wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " Werner Woehr " <wwoehr@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> > > >

> > > > My father lived to be 89. During his last

> > > > year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> > > > when I came to visit there was no smile,

> > > > no happiness in his face, no love in his

> > > > eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> > > > I told him, this information did not elicit

> > > > love. It was just as if I have said I was

> > > > the mailman bringing a gift.

> > > >

> > > > He seemed to have been transported to his

> > > > childhood, and often asked about his parents.

> > > >

> > > > His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> > > > and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> > > > should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> > > > Why is the bus late?

> > > >

> > > > Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> > > > nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

> > > >

> > > > Pete

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > > Thanks, Pete,

> > >

> > > Very interesting and worth to ponder.

> > >

> > > Many years ago I have read somewhere that what we love we

> protect.

> > > And we also can see it the other way round, what we protect we

> love.

> > >

> > > What is that we protect, what is signalling us to be worth to get

> > > protected ?

> > >

> > > Werner

> >

> > P: Can you try to protect anything you don't remember?

> > >

> >

>

>

> W: Surely not, Pete,

>

> But that was not my question.

>

> We remember many things and events and again forget them without any

> impuls to protect them, without any love springing from them.

 

P: Thanks, for asking me to clarify my statement.

What I wrote is that love cannot exist without

memories, that doesn't mean the inverse is true.

There can be memories that doesn't provoke love.

It's like saying mosquito larvae can't live

without a pool of water, that of course, doesn't

mean that every pool of water has larvae in it.

 

>

>W: But some of those remembrances we want to protect like a blossom

> never to wither and never to leave us.

 

P: True, the evolutionary function of love in animals

is to protect what they love: their offspring, their

territory, their own lives. Humans can make an

intellectual decision to protect without loving

someone, like a police officer will protect you

if you are being attacked in his presence, without

the need to feel love for you. That's what concepts

like duty do. So love can be viewed as the hormone

who triggers protection in animals and also trust,

and belief in humans.

>

> Werner

>

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Nisargadatta , " Eric Putkonen " <eputkonen

wrote:

>

> Without memories we can not love?

>

> No, love is not dependant on memory. Love is of the present...not

of

> the past (memory). Love is our own nature...if there truly were no

> memories and the mind was still...then there would be only love

> (there would be no other).

>

 

 

Eric,

 

Your view of love is idealistic and rather esorteric.

 

Go on day-dreaming.

 

Werner

 

 

> Namaste,

>

> ~ Eric Putkonen

> http://www.awaken2life.org

>

>

> Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> >

> > My father lived to be 89. During his last

> > year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> > when I came to visit there was no smile,

> > no happiness in his face, no love in his

> > eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> > I told him, this information did not elicit

> > love. It was just as if I have said I was

> > the mailman bringing a gift.

> >

> > He seemed to have been transported to his

> > childhood, and often asked about his parents.

> >

> > His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> > and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> > should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> > Why is the bus late?

> >

> > Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> > nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

> >

> > Pete

> >

>

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Nisargadatta , " Werner Woehr " <wwoehr wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " Eric Putkonen " <eputkonen@>

> wrote:

> >

> > Without memories we can not love?

> >

> > No, love is not dependant on memory. Love is of the present...not

> of

> > the past (memory). Love is our own nature...if there truly were no

> > memories and the mind was still...then there would be only love

> > (there would be no other).

> >

>

>

> Eric,

>

> Your view of love is idealistic and rather esorteric.

>

> Go on day-dreaming.

>

> Werner

 

 

 

 

that's childish.

 

and rather idealistic too.

 

maybe it's 'esorteric' too... whatever the hell that means.

 

it's just NOT...very clever at all.

 

..b b.b.

 

 

 

 

 

 

> > Namaste,

> >

> > ~ Eric Putkonen

> > http://www.awaken2life.org

> >

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> > >

> > > My father lived to be 89. During his last

> > > year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> > > when I came to visit there was no smile,

> > > no happiness in his face, no love in his

> > > eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> > > I told him, this information did not elicit

> > > love. It was just as if I have said I was

> > > the mailman bringing a gift.

> > >

> > > He seemed to have been transported to his

> > > childhood, and often asked about his parents.

> > >

> > > His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> > > and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> > > should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> > > Why is the bus late?

> > >

> > > Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> > > nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

> > >

> > > Pete

> > >

> >

>

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Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " Werner Woehr " <wwoehr@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " Werner Woehr " <wwoehr@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@>

wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > > My father lived to be 89. During his last

> > > > > year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> > > > > when I came to visit there was no smile,

> > > > > no happiness in his face, no love in his

> > > > > eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> > > > > I told him, this information did not elicit

> > > > > love. It was just as if I have said I was

> > > > > the mailman bringing a gift.

> > > > >

> > > > > He seemed to have been transported to his

> > > > > childhood, and often asked about his parents.

> > > > >

> > > > > His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> > > > > and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> > > > > should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> > > > > Why is the bus late?

> > > > >

> > > > > Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> > > > > nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

> > > > >

> > > > > Pete

> > > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > Thanks, Pete,

> > > >

> > > > Very interesting and worth to ponder.

> > > >

> > > > Many years ago I have read somewhere that what we love we

> > protect.

> > > > And we also can see it the other way round, what we protect

we

> > love.

> > > >

> > > > What is that we protect, what is signalling us to be worth to

get

> > > > protected ?

> > > >

> > > > Werner

> > >

> > > P: Can you try to protect anything you don't remember?

> > > >

> > >

> >

> >

> > W: Surely not, Pete,

> >

> > But that was not my question.

> >

> > We remember many things and events and again forget them without

any

> > impuls to protect them, without any love springing from them.

>

> P: Thanks, for asking me to clarify my statement.

> What I wrote is that love cannot exist without

> memories, that doesn't mean the inverse is true.

> There can be memories that doesn't provoke love.

> It's like saying mosquito larvae can't live

> without a pool of water, that of course, doesn't

> mean that every pool of water has larvae in it.

>

> >

> >W: But some of those remembrances we want to protect like a

blossom

> > never to wither and never to leave us.

>

> P: True, the evolutionary function of love in animals

> is to protect what they love: their offspring, their

> territory, their own lives. Humans can make an

> intellectual decision to protect without loving

> someone, like a police officer will protect you

> if you are being attacked in his presence, without

> the need to feel love for you.

 

 

Yes, Pete,

 

I agree. It reminds me of Krishnamurti's statement " Where love ends

duty and responsibility start " .

 

I wonder if animals owe responsibility but I can't imagine they do.

 

 

That's what concepts

> like duty do. So love can be viewed as the hormone

> who triggers protection in animals and also trust,

> and belief in humans.

> >

 

 

Right Pete, I do share this view. Hormones are that base of feeling

love and so the source of its corresponding physical activities.

 

Werner

 

 

> > Werner

> >

>

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Nisargadatta , " Eric Putkonen " <eputkonen

wrote:

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> Without memories we can not love?

>

> No, love is not dependant on memory. Love is of the present...not of

> the past (memory). Love is our own nature...if there truly were no

> memories and the mind was still...then there would be only love

> (there would be no other).

>

> Namaste,

>

> ~ Eric Putkonen

> http://www.awaken2life.org

>

>

 

Eric,

 

the subject isn't about that love you are talking about....

 

maybe you talk about the love which is the source of all worldly

appearences......

 

means, the love by which it's possible to " see " unity, oneness, the

Self..........within/by the wholeness of perceptions

 

that love can't be remembered......it just need to wake up.....

 

here & now

 

thats's all

 

Marc

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Nisargadatta , " Eric Putkonen " <eputkonen

wrote:

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> Without memories we can not love?

>

> No, love is not dependant on memory. Love is of the present...not of

> the past (memory). Love is our own nature...if there truly were no

> memories and the mind was still...then there would be only love

> (there would be no other).

 

 

No kidding...

 

>

> Namaste,

>

> ~ Eric Putkonen

> http://www.awaken2life.org

>

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Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 "

<Roberibus111 wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " Werner Woehr " <wwoehr@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " Eric Putkonen " <eputkonen@>

> > wrote:

> > >

> > > Without memories we can not love?

> > >

> > > No, love is not dependant on memory. Love is of the

present...not

> > of

> > > the past (memory). Love is our own nature...if there truly

were no

> > > memories and the mind was still...then there would be only love

> > > (there would be no other).

> > >

> >

> >

> > Eric,

> >

> > Your view of love is idealistic and rather esorteric.

> >

> > Go on day-dreaming.

> >

> > Werner

>

>

>

>

> that's childish.

>

> and rather idealistic too.

>

> maybe it's 'esorteric' too... whatever the hell that means.

>

> it's just NOT...very clever at all.

>

> .b b.b.

 

 

 

hey....i remember this " b.b.b. " ....:)

 

 

Marc

> > Namaste,

> > >

> > > ~ Eric Putkonen

> > > http://www.awaken2life.org

> > >

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > > My father lived to be 89. During his last

> > > > year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> > > > when I came to visit there was no smile,

> > > > no happiness in his face, no love in his

> > > > eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> > > > I told him, this information did not elicit

> > > > love. It was just as if I have said I was

> > > > the mailman bringing a gift.

> > > >

> > > > He seemed to have been transported to his

> > > > childhood, and often asked about his parents.

> > > >

> > > > His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> > > > and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> > > > should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> > > > Why is the bus late?

> > > >

> > > > Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> > > > nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

> > > >

> > > > Pete

> > > >

> > >

> >

>

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Nisargadatta , " dennis_travis33 "

<dennis_travis33 wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 "

> <Roberibus111@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " Werner Woehr " <wwoehr@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " Eric Putkonen " <eputkonen@>

> > > wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Without memories we can not love?

> > > >

> > > > No, love is not dependant on memory. Love is of the

> present...not

> > > of

> > > > the past (memory). Love is our own nature...if there truly

> were no

> > > > memories and the mind was still...then there would be only love

> > > > (there would be no other).

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > > Eric,

> > >

> > > Your view of love is idealistic and rather esorteric.

> > >

> > > Go on day-dreaming.

> > >

> > > Werner

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > that's childish.

> >

> > and rather idealistic too.

> >

> > maybe it's 'esorteric' too... whatever the hell that means.

> >

> > it's just NOT...very clever at all.

> >

> > .b b.b.

>

>

>

> hey....i remember this " b.b.b. " ....:)

>

>

> Marc

 

 

 

that's good.

 

i don't remember .b.b.b.

 

yet..baba hasn't forgotten .b.b.b. either.

 

in a California state of mind..

 

it's difficult to feel so North Dakota.

 

don't fret..

 

baba doesn't understand that statement either/or.

 

have a great day..or let it have 'you'.

 

:-)

 

..b b.b.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

> > > > Namaste,

> > > >

> > > > ~ Eric Putkonen

> > > > http://www.awaken2life.org

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6@>

> wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > > My father lived to be 89. During his last

> > > > > year of live, due to advanced alzheimer,

> > > > > when I came to visit there was no smile,

> > > > > no happiness in his face, no love in his

> > > > > eyes. He always asked me who I was, and when

> > > > > I told him, this information did not elicit

> > > > > love. It was just as if I have said I was

> > > > > the mailman bringing a gift.

> > > > >

> > > > > He seemed to have been transported to his

> > > > > childhood, and often asked about his parents.

> > > > >

> > > > > His memories appeared in disconnected flashes,

> > > > > and his conversation made no sense. " Mom

> > > > > should bake some cookies.. the TV is broken...

> > > > > Why is the bus late?

> > > > >

> > > > > Without memories we neither love, nor hate,

> > > > > nor suffer for loses we don't recall.

> > > > >

> > > > > Pete

> > > > >

> > > >

> > >

> >

>

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>

>

> that's good.

>

> i don't remember .b.b.b.

>

> yet..baba hasn't forgotten .b.b.b. either.

>

> in a California state of mind..

>

> it's difficult to feel so North Dakota.

>

> don't fret..

>

> baba doesn't understand that statement either/or.

>

> have a great day..or let it have 'you'.

>

> :-)

>

> .b b.b.

>

 

 

P: I remember the old bbb too, he was a

babbler, therefore the 3 Bs.

 

It was easy to send him on a spin,

just like a top, he was.

 

But when the baba, that is not baba talks,

I listen. ;))

 

Have a good Canada day!

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