From Swami Satchidananda: Words of Wisdom
“If your action is motivated by doing something for others, for bringing benefit to others and not expecting any result or reward for you, such an action is called Karma Yoga. But if you expect a result, if you do something to get something, then it is karma. Karma Yoga is service, service for the joy of serving; you don’t even wait for thanks. That way, you can keep your mind calm; there is no reason to be disturbed. Whether people appreciate your action or not, even if they criticize you after having done it, that is their business. You have done your job; you are satisfied with what you have done; you did it to your capacity; and you don’t expect anything in return, so your mind is always calm. That is Yoga: calmness of mind.
If you want to accord with the Tao,
just do your job, then let go. Tao Te Ching
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This post was written by ed on February 19, 2009
This week, and in fact for almost two months, my attention has been on taking out the trash. As you’ve seen from previous 
We’re all looking for our sweet spot. My best metaphor for that miraculous place is when my wife’s brother Edward was shore fishing many years ago and suddenly began pulling fish in as fast as he could caste his line out. He didn’t even need bait! And no one up and down the beach was catching anything. You can’t look for your sweet spot. Your sweet spot has to find you. 
Passages come to us unexpectedly, often with a death in the family or a parent going to a retirement home, and when this door opens up we have to go through—often with tears flowing and emotions boiling over—to the new possibilities passages always bring to us. But whether we go through this door into a new world or see it as a revolving door to our old world is entirely up to us. That is our freedom. 
A friend of mine recently was describing how easy it is to make money on the internet, and his evidence was some guy who wrote an application for the ipod that makes fart sounds. He has sold thousands of toots. Since I don’t have an ipod I can’t check this out, but I do know that it’s a apt description of the internet. Here is our new field of possibility where turds turn into compost. 
This morning I’m thinking about our stories and how we tell our stories constantly to others, writing it out word by word, action by action in a living pen we call life. Our story is our history and we are constantly studying it, our collective history and out individual history, so we can hopefully figure out who we are and avoid, guess what, our history. So we look into the mirror of our history in order to see who we are. But is it working? 
We Are Awakening! That is the URL of my updated blog that will be coming soon. We are all awakening but we need to share the dawning of consciousness because the unreal and the darkness is so very powerful. We can only awaken individually, and the collective mind like a house without windows want to be the only reality. “Don’t leave us,” it cries like a child missing its mother whose attention has turned away for a moment. 
Charlie Mouser’s daughter called yesterday and said her father died Tuesday. He had told me from the hospital that he was given six months to live and I thought there would be time for another one of our sessions where I took my latest idea to him for his expert input. My offering would, of course, be torn to bits and then reconstructed with more sanity and a slim hope of success. I always called Charlie my marketing guru. He was driven to expand businesses and business hopefuls to see beyond the boundaries of their assumed perfect plan. 