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Cold Day

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It was a cold winter day, and a heavily dressed man noticed Nasrudin outside wearing very little clothing.

“Mulla,” the man said, “tell me, how is it that I am wearing all these clothes and still feel a little cold, whereas you are barely wearing anything yet seem unaffected by the weather?”

“Well,” replied Nasrudin, “I don’t have any more clothes, so I can’t afford to feel cold, whereas you have plenty of clothes, and thus have the liberty to feel cold.”



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Nature of Things

monks at the river

Two monks were washing their bowls in the river when they noticed a scorpion that was drowning. One monk immediately scooped it up and set it upon the bank. In the process he was stung. He went back to washing his bowl and again the scorpion fell in. The monk saved the scorpion and was again stung.

The other monk asked him, “Friend, why do you continue to save the scorpion when you know it’s nature is to sting?”

“Because,” the monk replied, “to save it is my nature.”

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(Photo credit: Influence versus Control)

(Photo credit: Influence versus Control)

A farmer owned a beautiful mare which was praised far and wide. One day this beautiful horse disappeared. The people of his village offered sympathy to the farmer for his great misfortune. The farmer said simply, “That’s the way it is.”

A few days later the lost mare returned, followed by a beautiful wild stallion. The village congratulated the farmer for his good fortune. He said, “That’s the way it is.”

Some time later, farmer’s only son, while riding the stallion, fell off and broke his leg. The village people once again expressed their sympathy at farmer’s misfortune. The farmer again said, “That’s the way it is.”
Soon thereafter, war broke out and all the young men of the village except the farmer’s lame son were drafted and were killed in battle. The village people were amazed at the farmer’s good luck. His son was the only young man left alive in the village. But the farmer kept his same attitude: despite all the turmoil, gains and losses, he gave the same reply, “That’s the way it is.”

My dear readers, do you agree with the connect between Acceptance and Awareness?  

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Train of thoughts (Photo Credit : Bumpybrains.com)

Thoughts after thoughts, the train is chugging on most of the times, stealing my precious….. present moment.

I can not forget. Once in 1997, I was standing resting my back to wall and thinking about some matter at hand. When I came to a conclusion on that subject, my mind pops up, what net to think about?  I paused.

There was the thought and there was an observer to the thought.

That was one milestone moment for me as I noticed my mind pattern. Since then I have been seeking to understand mind better. One of the method I adopted, is described below.

As you sit and watch the thoughts, that is thought watching thought, as you watch, one thought comes up, before it becomes a chain, stream, use your thought again as a weapon, think that you, with your mind, have made a sword and as soon as the thought comes up, cut it off.


It is similar to the analogy of using a thorn to remove another. Let me explain. If one gets a prick of a thorn, it is removed by using another thorn or needle.


This practice can easily highlight that we are not our thoughts and there is more to us then just mere thoughts.


Go on, give it a try and see for yourself.  I would love to hear your experience too.


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There once was a farmer who discovered that he had lost his watch in the barn. It was no ordinary watch because it had sentimental value for him. After searching high and low among the hay for a long while; he gave up and enlisted the help of a group of children playing outside the barn. He promised them that the person who found it would be rewarded.

Hearing this, the children hurried inside the barn, went through and around the entire stack of hay but still could not find the watch.
Just when the farmer was about to give up looking for his watch, a little boy went up to him and asked to be given another chance. The farmer looked at him and thought, “Why not? After all, this kid looks sincere enough. So the farmer sent the little boy back in the barn.
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After a while the little boy came out with the watch in his hand! The farmer was both happy and surprised and so he asked the boy how he succeeded where the rest had failed.

The boy replied, “I did nothing but sit on the ground and listen. In the silence, I heard the ticking of the watch and just looked for it in that direction.

What lesson could this story hold ? Give it a shot…. No winning prize though! 🙂

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Bondage vs Freedom

I couldn’t resist sharing this.

Quotations Treasury - a sub-blog of Soul Needs - 'One Garden'

A Sufi teaching tells of the man who visited a great mystic to find out how to
let go of his chains of attachment and his prejudices. Instead of answering him
directly, the mystic jumped to his feet and bolted to a nearby pillar, flung
his arms around it, grasping the marble surface as he screamed, “Save me from
this pillar! Save me from this pillar!”

The man who had asked the question could not believe what he saw. He
thought the mystic was mad. The shouting soon brought a crowd of people. “Why
are you doing that?” the man asked. “I came to you to ask a spiritual question
because I thought you were wise, but obviously you’re crazy. *You* are holding
the pillar, the pillar is not holding you. You can simply let go.”

The mystic let go of the pillar and said to the man, “If you…

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one pointed

There is a story, a beautiful story about one of the practices of Zen, which is one-pointedness, one-pointed attention.

It is said that when Bodhidharma was living in China in his little hermitage on the top of one of the mountains, three young aspirants went searching for him to find out the teachings of Zen and attain freedom, SatoriNirvana.

With great difficulty they searched and searched and searched and finally after many days reached the top of the peak and saw the great master Bodhidharma sitting and drinking his soup from a big wooden bowl with a wooden spoon.

So they went to him and said, “Sir, we have come from a very long distance, we have suffered a lot. We have been searching for you sir, so that we may learn the secret of Zen, the secret of one-pointed attention, the secret of attaining Satori which is freedom from bondage for all mankind. Please be kind enough to teach us this.”

And the master said, without even turning to look at them, “I am drinking my soup.”

The three young men looked at each other confused, wondering if the master was deaf or had he heard them properly? They had asked him a serious question about Zen and how to attainSatori and he said “I am drinking my soup”. That was obvious, they could see it!

So they waited for a while and again posed the same question. The master again said the same answer, “I am drinking my soup.”

They waited and again asked him the question and when the third time he gave the same answer, naturally they were angry and perturbed and they said, “But sir, we were asking you a very serious question.”

So he turned to one of his disciples and said, “Give them their soup.” So the three men ended up sitting nearby drinking their soup from their own bowls which were handed out to them.

Half-way through the drinking of the soup, it occurred to them, what a silly thing that they were doing! When actually they were looking for Satori and for Zen, here they were sitting and drinking soup like any ordinary person.

So they asked the same question again to the master and he said again, “I am drinking my soup.” They got very angry and shouted out together, “We are also drinking our soup.”

And then the master finished his soup, put the spoon and the bowl down. Turned to them and said, “No, you are not drinking your soup.”

“You are drinking your soup and thinking of Zen. You are doing two things at the same time. You are thinking of Zen and drinking your soup while I was drinking my soup, I was drinking my soup, I was drinking my soup; I was doing nothing else.”

(As told by my spiritual guide Sri M)

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