What is Ego Death? - Ego Death and Divine Rebirth Retreat 

Holy Moly he isnt.

Peace be with u . Mine too . I saw myself saying the same thing . Bufo toad 🐸 took me there And Ayahusca . Blessings upon blessings

And also with you! Blessings.

Matt Woosley you might even say third eye opening *ba dom tishhh*

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BRAVO!

Thank you so much shunya keep up the videos. Love much namaste

I prefer to be alone just because I have no one to talk to about oneness or any of this. Love so much shunya namaste

Meditation is actually the simpliest thing in the whole world, but paradoxically very hard to do. If U want to begin there are really just 2 steps needed and that's it: 1 Try to do something in your life that u've never tried before/ I mean just do something differently, even if seemingly wrong! While U do this be apart from the action, just observe it but try your best not to identify with your reactions but just watch them as they are. Simply observe your reations and make an effort to understand where r they coming from. If u do it for a while you will be given an opportunity to begin to see and act differently/ That will be the beginnin' of all changes that is the purpose of all meditation, which is to transcend YOUR inner world as fully as possible, which will make the outer world in your mind slowly but undoubtably change! But it just sounds so easily. In fact its hard as hell because we're all actually driven likely on autopilot and even not recognizin' or seein' it, continiously prolongin' the circle of old mind habbitual patterns. So its obvious that that to change those habbits u must see them, observe and recognize them. Next step is to begin changin' them for the possibilities the new one to be shown and grown! Its actually VERY DIFFICULT AND PAINFUL AND ENERGETICALLY WASTING PROCESS! If U truly want it, U MUST want it MORE THAN ANYTHING IN YOUR LIFE! Just FULL FOCUS! I mean! Believe Me! If U'll do it you'll be able to meet very slowly ALL THE CONDITIONING from the earliest childhood days and all others of them/ Even the pain you've got unconsciously when U were in the mother's womb will arise, I mean it. But THERE IS NO OTHER WAY THAN TIRELESSLY WORKIN" ON YOURSELF! DO NOT BELIEVE anyone who tells U some tales that they promise them will heal ya! Its all just the bullshit brainwashing! Take your life fully in your hands! Go the hell out of your comfort zone and begin the worthwhile hard struggle with your conditioned mind! THERE IS NO OTHER WAY! Isn't that clear? 2 Choose doesnt matter what prayers(there can be 5 or 6 or some more as you wish) which resonate with your heart, learn them by memory, then just sit alone in the room(can listen some music if u wish it) and repeat them constantly tryin' your best to not be disturbed by your mind(which will actually say smth like - what the hell r u doin?, or showin' your memories throughout the day, sendin desires, dreams, opinions etc). If u'll practice it with the sincere honesty and with a thought that it is the most valuable activity in your life one day(maybe just after 1 or 2 months) during such a meditation U'll feel that smth in your heart is beginning to awaken, it often feels like the fire begin to burn in the heart, but do not be feared, that will be the true beginnin' of the path. Then the path will become clearer but also very very difficult. You will spontaniously begin to enter different changed states of consciousness, and their purpose is the healin' itself, even if u don't know how they work, they simply WILL/ p.s/ REMEMBER THAT MOST OF THE SPIRITUAL TEACHERS DO NOT WANT TO SAY THAT THE SPIRITUAL PATH IS THAT SIMPLE BECAUSE THEY"LL LOSE THERE AUTHORITY AND MATERIAL WEALTH! And the last thing needed - if u want to begin all that stuff u must start to try fully believe that there is ANOTHER WAY OF LIVIN', I MEAN IT. Even if u don't know what it is, u must believe it exists and to be ready to let go all that will be shown as false, even if u hold it very dearly to yourself! In fact givin' up of the Ego is such a difficult process that the one who didn't cross it cannot understand nothing about it, no matter who speaks about it and no matter what words r spoken! I PROMISE U THAT IF U TRULY WANT TO CHANGE THE WORLD AND BE SAVED FROM THE EGO THE STUFF I OPENED TO YOU IS COMPLETELY ENOUGH! Be brave if u want to walk that path! Good luck! If U wish some more info can ask me here. I'll do my best! ! Remember - noone can change your life but the spirit within u! Thats it! Not Tolle, not Adyashanti, not Shunyamurti and not anyone! Just u, your spirit and your willingness to give up and surrender to the changes! All another beliefs about someone can help u r simply tricks of the mind! It is that simple! But it is true that someone can give u a good kick in the ass that u'll finally see it and begin working on yourself! p.s. forgotten one more useful practise - read some holy scriptures no matter what the tradition that r close to your heart and resonate with it without intellectual assumptions, just read them as meditation, then when the mind struggles it, try to do it again and again and again! Its also very helpful! bobbass.nr@gmail.com

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It is a lonely road, indeed. Bless

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its like i accepted death, that's what it felt like

Yes i had that feeling of finally accepting death, but i was not meditating or under any kind of drug. I was just questioning myself, what if i was already dead? Then i went to the state of nothingness. I was One with ALL there is. There was no sound, no vibration just total silence and bliss. What made me got out of that state was "Fear" of the unknown..

Dear Xena Thank you for your question, we forward all questions and comments to Shunyamurti, but he is not always able to reply due to his intensive schedule. You are welcome to join our next Livestream Retreat for the opportunity to have your question answered live. Or if you feel called to dive deeper into the teachings of Shunyamurti and the Sat Yoga Wisdom School, you may visit our Members Section to explore the archive of Shunyamurti's teachings, guided meditations, essays and more! By joining the member´s section, you are helping us to share these teachings with the world! You can sign up here for a free 10-day trial: www.satyoga.org/becoming-a-member/ Om Shanti!

i think i had an ego death or something similar anyway,i wasn't looking for it either, i was in the darkest place of my life by far and i've watched my mum die before my eyes and this was a stronger sharper pain, it was a break up of a serious 5 year relationship but anyway after about 5 days of absolute misery, hopelessness, deep emotion pain i realised all of a sudden that all my feelings were internalised and selfish, as soon as i realised i was being selfish the pain instantly disappeared and a wave of peace, calmness and love came over me. I then realised once you take your self out of the situation all that is left is love. I have a completely new feeling and experience of life, no fears, anxieties, i don't have any worries about anything even death anymore and i feel at peace with everything.

Kenny Willis that's crazy. How did you obtain this peace?

by taking my self out of the equation, realising that all pain and emotion is a product of being selfish, hard to hear and even harder to put into practise for most people, the enlightenment i felt only lasted for about 10 days or so and then slowly old thought patterns have creeped back in! but now i'm looking into/reading a lot about buddhism an elkhart tolle type stuff and started meditating and this brings me back closer to were i was, i still feel like completely difference to how i was before but not that full on as i was for a week or so

Claude Lebel Yes I know that feeling of what you talk about that is pretty much the whole bliss of the meditation, when done right. It could throw you into fits of pure and epic euphoria, and it is very similar to what you describe as the arms of "god". But as you said it, it is only the lower bound of the self that you get to mine to. And that is very far from an ego death that could actually be brought on. Basically below that "in the moement", even that final ego layer becomes dis-assembled. And you plunge into a timeless abyss inside of your subconcious. And I mean your ego is disolved because you don't really fear when you're on that level, but you don't feel too excited either, it is like you're perfect energy that has no need for feelings such as fear or joy. You have no idea what you are, you are just there and you are one with environment that you're in. And not to the extent of feeling the earth underneath you as you sit in a yoga pose, but to a much deeper extent, you feel it as an aura around you. If you're laying down, the bed becomes part of that neural aura, and you just meeeelt into it, you lose the concept that you cannot be a part of the bed bacause there is no "you" to ground your initial beliefs on. But what's interesting is that even once you're in that true "dis-egoed" state, there is still a true-er ego that you feel even further below you. And that ego you can't destroy, but it's so circular in nature, that the close you get to it the more it you become.

Dear Jaqueline, Thank you for your question. We forward all questions and comments to Shunyamurti, but he is not always able to reply due to his intensive schedule. You are welcome to join our next Livestream Satsang for the opportunity to ask your question live, or a livestream retreat where you will have the same opportunity. Our next upcoming retreat is a 5-day Transformational Meditation Retreat Guided by Shunyamurti, May 15 - 19, 2021: www.satyoga.org/event-shunyamurti-retreat-may-2021/ Or if you feel ready to dive deep into the teachings, you may visit our Members Section for an archive of Shunyamurti's teachings, questions and answers, guided meditations and more! By joining the member's section, you are helping us to share these teachings with the world. You can sign up here for a free 10-day trial: www.satyoga.org/becoming-a-member/ Many Blessings, Namaste

@@satyogainstitute Thank you for the reply, I guess my question is no longer accurate. Something happend and everything just fell of me.. I was struggling and than there was a thought in my mind speaking to me.. It said: "It is not happening in the mind".... It was so simple and so crystal clear that my struggles with my mind vanished.. the mind and the thoughts are still there but is is not a problem for me anymore. I feel light and free. And very happy.

Dear Jacqueline, thanks for sharing and it is wonderful to hear that you feel light and free. Blessings for sustained happiness and santosha, contentment! Namaste

@@satyogainstitute Thank you, I dont know what santosha is but i wil look it up.

@Jacqueline Bouman: ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-pgpoCMkjH0E.html

Sean Eberhart Dear Sean, your question is a deep and subtle one. If you would like Shunyamurti’s guidance on this matter, we suggest that you come to visit us or come for a retreat to explore this question further. All blessings…

Sean Eberhart no u didnt die. u believe it

I'm not sure I understand what you mean, Espaco.

Sean Eberhart U believe that there something in you that died, but it didn't

Espaço Oculto I think you may be misinterpreting what I said, though I cant be sure. To help you understand, let me tell you a story. Or, rather, a part of a story. The Neverending Story "The Three Magic Gates" Falkor was still sound asleep when Engywook brought Atreyu back to the gnomes' cave. In the meantime Urgl had moved the little table into the open and put on all sorts of sweets and fruit and herb jellies. There were also little drinking cups and a pitcher of fragrant herb tea. The table was lit by two tiny oil lamps. "Sit down!" Urgl commanded. "Atreyu must eat and drink something to give him strength. Medicine alone is not enough." "Thank you," said Atreyu. "I'm feeling fine already." "No back talk!" Urgl snapped. "As long as you're here, you'll do as you're told. The poison in your body has been neutralized. So there's no reason to hurry, my boy. You've all the time you need. Just take it easy." "It's not on my account," said Atreyu. "But the Childlike Empress is dying. Even now, every hour may count." "Rubbish!" the old woman grumbled. "Haste makes waste. Sit down! Eat! Drink!" "Better give in," Engywook whispered. "I know the woman from A to Z. When she wants something, she gets it. Besides, you and I have a lot to talk about." Atreyu squatted cross-legged at the tiny table and fell to. Every bite and every swallow made him feel as if warm, golden life were flowing into his veins. Only then did he notice how weak he had been. Bastion's mouth watered. It seemed to him that he could smell the aroma of the gnomes' meal. He sniffed the air, but of course it was only imagination. His stomach growled audibly. In the end he couldn't stand it any longer. He took his apple and the rest of his sandwich out of his satchel and ate them both. After that, though far from full, he felt a little better. Then he realized that this was his last meal. The word "last" terrified him. He tried not to think of it. "Where do you get all these good things?" Atreyu asked Urgl. "Ah, sonny," she said. "It takes lots of running around to find the right plants. But he -- this knuckleheaded Engywook of mine -- insists on living here because of his all-important studies. Where the food is to come from is the least of his worries." "Woman," said Engywook with dignity, "how would you know what's important and what isn't? Be off with you now, and let us talk." Mumbling and grumbling, Urgl withdrew into the little cave and a moment later Atreyu heard a great clatter of pots and pans. "Don't mind her," said Engywook under his breath. "She's a good old soul, she just needs something to grumble about now and then. Listen to me, Atreyu. I'm going to let you in on a few things you need to know about the Southern Oracle. It's not easy to get to Uyulala. In fact, it's rather difficult. But I don't want to give you a scientific lecture. Maybe it will be better if you ask questions. I tend to lose myself in details. Just fire away." "All right," said Atreyu. "Who or what is Uyulala?" Engywook gave him an angry look. "Botheration!" he spluttered. "You're so blunt, so direct. Just like my old woman. Couldn't you start with something else?" Atreyu thought a while. Then he asked:. "That big stone gate with the sphinxes. Is that the entrance?" "That's better," said Engywook. "Now we'll get somewhere. Yes, that gate is the entrance, but then come two more gates. And Uyulala's home is behind the third -- if one can speak of her having a home." "Have you yourself ever been with her?" "Don't be absurd!" replied Engywook, again somewhat nettled. "I am a scientist. I have collected and collated the statements of all the individuals who have been there. The ones who have come back, that is. Very important work. I can't afford to take personal risks. It could interfere with my work." "I see," said Atreyu. "Now what about these three gates?" Engywook stood up, folded his hands behind his back, and paced. "The first," he lectured, "is known as the Great Riddle Gate; the second is the Magic Mirror Gate; and the third is the No-Key Gate. . ." "Strange," Atreyu broke in. "As far as I could see, there was nothing behind that stone gate but an empty plain. Where are the other gates?" "Be still!" Engywook scolded. "How can I make myself clear if you keep interrupting? It's very complicated: The second gate isn't there until a person has gone through the first. And the third isn't there until the person has the second behind him. And Uyulala isn't there until he has passed through the third. Simply not there. Do you understand?" Atreyu nodded, but preferred to say nothing for fear of irritating the gnome. "Through my telescope you have seen the first, the Great Riddle Gate. And the two sphinxes. That gate is always open. Obviously. There's nothing to close. But even so, no one can get through" -- here Engywook raised a tiny forefinger -- "unless the sphinxes close their eyes. And do you know why? The gaze of a sphinx is different from the gaze of any other creature. You and I and everyone else -- our eyes take something in. We see the world. A sphinx sees nothing. In a sense she is blind. But her eyes send something out. And what do her eyes send out? All the riddles of the universe. That's why these sphinxes are always looking at each other. Because only another sphinx can stand a sphinx's gaze. So try to imagine what happens to one who ventures into the area where those two gazes meet. He freezes to the spot, unable to move until he has solved all the riddles of the world. If you go there, you'll find the remains of those poor devils." "But," said Atreyu, 'didn't you say that their eyes sometimes close? Don't they have to sleep now and then?" "Sleep?" Engywook was shaken with giggles. "Goodness gracious! A sphinx sleep? I should say not. You really are an innocent. Still, there's some point to your question. All my research, in fact, hinges on that particular point. The sphinxes shut their eyes for some travelers and let them through. The question that no one has answered up until now is this: Why one traveler and not another? Because you mustn't suppose they let wise, brave, or good people through, and keep the stupid, cowardly, and wicked out. Not a bit of it! With my own eyes I've seen them admit stupid fools and treacherous knaves, while decent, sensible people have given up after being kept waiting for months. And it seems to make no difference whether a person has some serious reason for consulting the Oracle, or whether he's just come for the fun of it." "Haven't your investigations suggested some explanation?" Atreyu asked. Angry flashes darted from Engywook's eyes. "Have you been listening or haven't you? Didn't I just say that so far no one has answered that question? Of course, I've worked up a few theories over the years. At first I thought the sphinxes' judgment might be guided by certain physical characteristics -- size, beauty, strength, and so on. But I soon had to drop that idea. Then I toyed with numerical patterns. The idea, for instance, that three out of five were regularly excluded, or that only prime-numbered candidates were admitted. That worked pretty well for the past, but for forecasting it was no use at all. Since then I've come to the conclusion that the sphinxes' decision is based on pure chance and that no principle whatever is involved. But my wife calls my conclusion scandalous, un-Fantastican, and absolutely unscientific." "Are you starting your old nonsense again?" came Urgl's angry voice from the cave. "Shame on you! Such skepticism only shows that the bit of brain you once had has dried up on you." "Hear that?" said Engywook with a sigh. "And the worst of it is that she's right." "What about the Childlike Empress's amulet?" Atreyu asked. "Do you think they'll respect it? They too are natives of Fantastica, after all." "Yes, I suppose they are," said Engywook, shaking his apple-sized head. "But to respect it they'd have to see it. And they don't see anything. But their gaze would strike you. And I'm not so sure the sphinxes would obey the Childlike Empress. Maybe they are greater than she is. I don't know, I don't know. Anyway, it's most worrisome." "Then what do you advise?" Atreyu asked. "You will have to do what all the others have done. Wait and see what the sphinxes decide -- without hoping to know why." Atreyu nodded thoughtfully. Urgl came out of the cave. In one hand she held a bucket with some steaming liquid in it, and under her other arm she was carrying a bundle of dried plants. Muttering to herself, she went to the luckdragon, who was still lying motionless, fast asleep. She started climbing around on him and changing the dressings on his wounds. Her enormous patient heaved one contented sigh and stretched; otherwise he seemed unaware of her ministrations. "Couldn't you make yourself a little useful?" she said to Engywook as she was hurrying back to the kitchen, "instead of sitting around like this, talking rubbish?" "I am making myself extremely useful," her husband called after her. "Possibly more useful than you, but that's more than a simple-minded woman like you will ever understand!" Turning to Atreyu, he went on: "She can only think of practical matters. She has no feeling for the great overarching ideas." --- The clock in the belfry struck three. By now Bastian's father must have noticed -- if he was ever going to -- that Bastian hadn't come home. Would he worry? Maybe he'd go looking for him. Maybe he had already notified the police. Maybe calls had gone out over the radio. Bastian felt a sick pain in the pit of his stomach. But if the police had been notified, where would they look for him? Could they possibly come to this attic? Had he locked the door when he came back from the toilet? He couldn't remember. He got up and checked. Yes, the door was locked and bolted. Outside, the November afternoon was drawing to a close. Ever so slowly the light was failing. To steady his nerves, Bastian paced the floor for a while. Looking about him, he discovered quite a few things one wouldn't have expected to find in a school. For instance, a battered old Victrola with a big horn attached -- God only knew when and by whom it had been brought here. In one corner there were some paintings in ornate gilt frames. They were so faded that hardly anything could be made out -- only here and there a pale, solemn-looking face that shimmered against a dark background. And then there was a rusty, seven-armed candelabrum, still holding the stumps of thick wax candles, bearded with drippings. Bastian gave a sudden start, for looking into a dark corner he saw someone moving. But when he looked again, it dawned on him that he had only seen himself, reflected in a large mirror that had lost half its silvering. He went closer and looked at himself for a while. He was really nothing much to look at, with his pudgy build and his bowlegs and pasty face. He shook his head and said aloud: "No!" Then he went back to his mats. By then it was so dark that he had to hold the book up to his eyes. --- "Where were we?" Engywook asked. "At the Great Riddle Gate," Atreyu reminded him. "Right. Now suppose you've managed to get through. Then -- and only then -- the second gate will be there for you. The Magic Mirror Gate. As I've said, I myself have not been able to observe it, what I tell you has been gleaned from travelers' accounts. This second gate is both open and closed. Sounds crazy, doesn't it? It might be better to say: neither closed nor open. Though that doesn't make it any less crazy. The point is that this gate seems to be a big mirror or something of the kind, though it's made neither of glass nor of metal. What it is made of, no one has ever been able to tell me. Anyway, when you stand before it, you see yourself. But not as you would in an ordinary mirror. You don't see your outward appearance; what you see is your real innermost nature. If you want to go through, you have to -- in a manner of speaking -- go into yourself." "Well," said Atreyu. "It seems to me that this Magic Mirror Gate is easier to get through than the first." "Wrong!" cried Engywook. Once again he began to trot back and forth in agitation. "Dead wrong, my friend! I've known travelers who considered themselves absolutely blameless to yelp with horror and run away at the sight of the monster grinning out of the mirror at them. We had to care for some of them for weeks before they were even able to start home." "We!" growled Urgl, who was passing with another bucket. "I keep hearing 'we'. When did you ever take care of anybody?" Engywook waved her away. "Others," he went on lecturing, "appear to have seen something even more horrible, but had the courage to go through. What some saw was not so frightening, but it still cost every one of them an inner struggle. Nothing I can say would apply to all. It's a different experience each time." "Good," said Atreyu. "Then at least it's possible to go through this Magic Mirror Gate?" "Oh yes, of course it's possible, or it wouldn't be a gate. Where's your logic, my boy?" "But it's also possible to go around it," said Atreyu. "Or isn't it?" "Yes indeed," said Engywook. "Of course it is. But if you do that, there's nothing more behind it. The third gate isn't there until you've gone through the second. How often do I have to tell you that?" "I understand. But what about this third gate?" "That's where things get really difficult! Because, you see, the No-Key Gate is closed. Simply closed. And that's that! There's no handle and no doorknob and no keyhole. Nothing. My theory is that this single, hermetically closed door is made of Fantastican selenium. You may know that there's no way of destroying, bending or dissolving Fantastican selenium. It's absolutely indestructible." "Then there's no way of getting through?" "Not so fast. Not so fast, my boy. Certain individuals have got through and spoken with Uyulala. So the door can be opened." "But how?" "Just listen. Fantastican selenium reacts to our will. It's our will that makes it unyielding. But if someone succeeds in forgetting all purpose, in wanting nothing at all -- to him the gate will open of its own accord." Atreyu looked down and said in an undertone: "If that's the case -- how can I possibly get through? How can I manage not to want to get through?" Engywook sighed and nodded, nodded and sighed. "Just what I've been saying. The No-Key Gate is the hardest." "But if I succeed after all," Atreyu asked, "will I then be in the Southern Oracle?" "Yes," said the gnome. "But who or what is Uyulala?" "No idea," said the gnome, and his eyes sparkled with fury. ---- As far as I can tell, in hermetic literature, I passed through the first gate, the Sphinx Gate, the Gate of Life and Death (see the writings of Mark Stavish on the Solar Body) and froze. So, on one hand, I died. Literally. On the other hand, I didn't, literally. On yet another, due to years of being frozen at the gate, I lost the skills I had founds (or so it feels) because I froze... so that which was forged became dulled...or, in other words, I died in the way I think you think I think I did. Sat Yoga Institute