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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The Goat And The Horse. Corporate story


There was a farmer who collected horses; he only needed one more breed to complete his collection. 
One day, he found out that his neighbor had the particular horse breed he needed. So, he constantly bothered his neighbor until he sold it to him. 
A month later, the horse became ill and he called the veterinarian, who said:- Well, your horse has a virus. He must take this medicine for three days. I'll come back on the 3rd day and if he's not better, we're going to have to put him down.

Nearby, the goat listened closely to their conversation.

The next day, they gave him the medicine and left. The goat approached the horse and said:
- Be strong, my friend. Get up or else they're going to put you to sleep!

On the second day, they gave him the medicine and left. The goat came back and said:
- Come on buddy, get up or else you're going to die! Come on, I'll help you get up. Let's go! One, two, three...

On the third day, they came to give him the medicine and the vet said:
- Unfortunately, we're going to have to put him down tomorrow. Otherwise, the virus might spread and infect the other horses.

After they left, the goat approached the horse and said:
- Listen pal, it's now or never! Get up, come on! Have courage! Come on! Get up! Get up! That's it, slowly! Great! Come on, one, two, three... Good, good. Now faster, come on.... Fantastic! Run, run more!
Yes! Yay! Yes! You did it, you're a champion!!!

All of a sudden, the owner came back, saw the horse running in the field and began shouting:

- It's a miracle! My horse is cured. This deserves a party. Let's kill the goat!

Points for reflection:

This often happens in the workplace. Nobody
truly knows which employee actually deserves the merit of success, or who's actually contributing the necessary support to make things

If anyone ever tells
 you that your work is unprofessional, remember: amateurs built the Ark and professionals built the Titanic.

From an email sent by Francis Joseph

The Absurd Mind!

In a Chinese town there was one big restaurant, very rich and the most beautiful restaurant in the town. Next to that restaurant lived a poor man, who was running a small laundry.
Obviously, he could never visit that restaurant, it was too costly and impossible for him. But the smell of the food, the aroma of the variety of dishes prepared in its kitchen used to keep him sit in the corner and sniff it. Whenever he took his lunch or dinner he used to pull his chair out of his house and used to sit as close to the restaurant as possible and would sniff the aroma of the food that was emanating from the restaurant. Thus he would eat his food and would really enjoy it.
One day he was enjoying his food in the background aroma of the restaurant kitchen and there came the owner of the restaurant. He was holding a bill for enjoying the aroma of the food prepared in his restaurant. The poor man was surprised, but thinking for a moment, he immediately ran into his house. He returned with his tiny money box, rattled it in the ears of the restaurant owner, smiled and said, "Hereby I pay for the aroma of your food, by the sound of my money!"

Moral of the Story ....

Friends, our mind is just like the aroma and sound in the above story, nothing real, nothing authentic. The mind, in fact, is not our reality, it is only a false interpretation.
If one can see this whole procession of meaningless, fruitless effort leading nowhere and if one becomes aware of this whole nonsense as if in a flash of lightning, then one will laugh at the absurdity of the human mind.
Friends, mind is a prison. It cannot find any freedom anywhere, because we are identified with it and hence we never allow the mind to die. But one should realize that, only through no-mind can blossom the flowers of unselfishness, love, compassion and sharing....!!
Have a Fulfilling Day Friends!

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Unburden Yourself

Aldous Huxley had a great library. It was his whole life’s efforts. He had collected many rare books.
One day the library caught fire. The whole library burnt, many valuable manuscripts, art pieces, statues, paintings, were burnt. Aldous Huxley had really been a great seeker of beautiful things, but they were all burnt down to ashes. He was just standing and watching the fire, as nothing could be done.

Someone asked him, “You must be feeling quite sad !”

Aldous Huxley said, “I am surprised at what I am feeling. In fact, I am simply feeling very clean, as if the whole burden is gone. I have never felt so clean and unburdened. Suddenly, seeing everything going into flames, I am really feeling weightless!”

Moral of the Story ….

Friends similarly, when we can throw our old conditioning and beliefs to the fire, we can feel very clean and light. It is a non-essential burden, it can not help. Although we know what is right, we always do what is wrong. We know what should be done, but we never do it, we do just the opposite.
We know where the door is but even then we always go on trying to get out through the wall. We stumble and get knocked down, we even hurt our own being, but again and again we keep trying to get out through the wall. We say, “We know the door”, but we have simply heard about the door, but we don’t know it.
Friends, such a door exists only in our fantasy, not in reality….!
Enjoy each Moment of Life Friends !

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Greek Story. Socrates: Triple Filter Test !

In ancient Greece, Socrates was reputed to hold knowledge in high esteem. One day an acquaintance met the great philosopher and said, “Do you know what I just heard about your friend?”

“Hold on a minute,” Socrates replied, “Before telling me anything I’d like you to pass a little test. It’s called the Triple Filter Test.”

“Triple filter?”

“That’s right,” Socrates continued, “Before you talk to me about my friend, it might be a good idea to take a moment and filter what you’re going to say. That’s why I call it the triple filter test. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?”

“No,” the man said, “Actually I just heard about it and ...”

“All right,” said Socrates, “So you don’t really know if it’s true or not. Now let’s try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my friend something good?”

“No, on the contrary…”

“So,” Socrates continued, “you want to tell me something bad about him, but you’re not certain it’s true. You may still pass the test though, because there’s one filter left, the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my friend going to be useful to me?”

“No, not really …”

“Well,” concluded Socrates, “if what you want to tell me is neither true nor good nor even useful, why tell it to me at all?”

Life is an Echo Point!

A little boy came running excitedly to his mother saying, "Mom, there is someone there in the mountain valley behind our house who is mocking my words. Everything I say, he keeps repeating after me. I got quite mad at him and tried to search him. But he seems to be nowhere. So, in a fit of rage I yelled at him, "I hate you, I hate you” and what a surprise, he repeated the very same words for me, exactly as I had said it!"

The boy's mother understood the matter and told the little boy, "That is only an echo reflecting back at you my son. Please go back and say, 'I love you, I love you' and see what happens!” The boy left with these instructions & when he returned after some time, he was very happy and smiling all along.

Moral of the Story ....

Friends, life is an echo point. Whatever goes from us, returns as an expression. This rebound expression is always multiplied & magnified.

An echo succeeds a sound. It is like a shadow following an object. Friends, one can never escape the effect of one’s own thoughts, words or actions. Therefore, one needs to be, always conscious, aware & alert, so that, one can cease from doing any evil.

Friends, in a state of awareness, mistakes can not be committed, because the multiple internal voices cease. Such an individual simply becomes one and then, whatsoever one does, comes from the very core of one’s being, hence nothing can go wrong.

Have a Good Day Friends!


Tuesday, August 9, 2011

What is Sin?

A monk was once sitting in his seaside hut when one of the village women came in, carrying a handful of dripping sand, which she had just picked up from the beach.

"Do you know what this is?" she asked.

"It looks like sand," said the monk.

"Do you know why I brought it here?" she asked.

"No. I can't imagine why," the monk answered.

"Well, these are my sins," the women explained, "My sins are as countless as the sands of the sea. How can I ever obtain forgiveness for all of them.?"

"You got that sand down by the shore, didn't you?" asked the monk, "Well, take it back there, and pile it up into a heaping mound of sand at the edge of water. Then you sit back and watch the tide come in and slowly wash away the pile altogether. That is how God's forgiveness works ....!"

Moral of the Story ....

Friends, the word 'sin' comes from a root which means 'forgetfulness'. One may not be able to see the connection between forgetfulness and sin, but there is a connection. Forgetfulness means unawareness, unconsciousness.

In unconsciousness, sin is bound to happen. Sin simply means that one doesn't know what one is doing. Since one remains unaware, whatsoever one does has to wrong. However, to recognize that "I am a sinner" is the beginning of a great pilgrimage, is the beginning of real virtue.

Friends, as far as awareness is concerned, a man who is full of awareness and alert, cannot do anything wrong. It is intrinsically impossible. Awareness brings so much clarity, right perception, and understanding that it is impossible to do anything that can be harmful to anyone. Such a person can only be a blessing to the existence.

Have a Great Day Friends !

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Trust is Fragrance

A wealthy businessman in a small town had signs printed and placed all over the town. The signs stated that, if any person in the town who owed debts, would visit his office on a certain day between nine and twelve in the morning and he would pay those debts. Naturally, that promise was the talk of the town. But very few believed it. They thought there was a catch somewhere.

Finally, the day came. The businessman sat in his office at nine. But no one came forward. At eleven, a man was seen walking up and down outside, occasionally looking up at the office door. .... And he seemed to gather some courage and open the door. The man put his head in and asked, "Is it true that you will pay my debt?"

"That's right," the rich man replied, "Do you have the bills and statements to prove your debts?" enquired the rich man.

The visitor produced the related documents and the businessman immediately wrote out a check covering all his debts.

Then just before twelve o'clock, two other men visited the office and also got their debts paid. People outside could not believe it and started rushing towards the office in thousands, however, the time to have their bills paid was already over....!

Moral of the Story ....

Friends, we seldom trust in the goodness of other people. How do you think we can trust in the goodness of God?  

One of the basic causes of our misery is that, we distrust everything in life. Trust, in fact, is one’s inner growth, one’s consciousness at its peak. Trust is one of the great qualities of one’s being.

When a rose bud flowers, its fragrance unconditionally flows all around ....The fragrance is never addressed to anyone in particular. For the rose, it makes no difference who is at the receiving end.
Friends, trust is the fragrance of a silent, peaceful, blissful being.....!

Have a Meaningful Day Friends !!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

MIND- A perfect mess!

There was a centipede who, like other centipede had hundred small legs for walking. Once the centipede was taking a morning walk and a spider saw the centipede walking with its hundred legs. The spider became very much intrigued, as it had a mathematical mind.
The spider asked  the centipede, "Sister, please satisfy my curiosity. How do you manage your hundred legs while walking? How do you decide about which leg to put forward first and which one to put next and then....and such hundred legs! Do you never fall or never get confused? Do you keep counting inside while walking? If sure, I would not be able to walk, if I had hundred legs. My legs would have certainly got entangled with each other and I would have been miserable!"
The centipede laughed and said, "You mathematicians, you are always asking nonsense questions! You can see that I am managing perfectly well. In fact, I never had to even think about it. Now that you want to know, let me think over it."
So, the centipede tried to think while it continued walking... and it suddenly fell down ....! It was unable even to get up or walk again...
It got quite angry with the spider and said, "Listen! Never ask any centipede such a question again. For whole of my life I will be crippled! I had never before thought about my hundred legs and managing them while walking and things were going perfectly well. Now that you have asked me I will keep thinking about it and will keep trying to figure it out...! Probably I will ever be able to walk again. Hundred legs! Of course you are right. I can’t understand how I could manage them. I am already in a perfect mess....!"
Moral of the Story ...
Friends, this little story clearly indicates that, when mind interferes, the whole life becomes a ‘perfect mess’. Hence, one has to drop the mind, stop non-essential thinking and become more alert, without any screens of thoughts hindering the path. One has to meet the truth directly, because the truth is immediate, radiant, here & now. There is no need to discover the truth, it is already there, one has to only become aware about it. One should stop providing energy to the thought process, because it is suicidal, like poisoning the self. Friends, ninety-nine percent of our thinking is unnecessary, which keeps us only wandering and pulling away from the reality.
We all know that, the light appears to be only white but when it is allowed to pass through a prism it is split into seven different colored rays. Similarly Friends, the prism of our mind splits, divides everything that passes through it. Therefore, if one wants to know and realize that which is undivided, one has to go beyond mind.
Friends, the moment one learns to transcend the mind, the thought process, one comes to a great realization ….!
Have a Great Day Friends

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Does God exist?

Once during the sermon a man asked Buddha, "Does God exist?"
Buddha said, "No, absolutely no."
In the afternoon sermon another man asked Buddha , "Does God exist?"
Buddha replied, "Yes, absolutely yes."
In the evening again a third man asked the same question to Buddha, "Does God exist?"
This time Buddha closed his eyes and remained utterly silent. The man also closed his eyes. Something transpired in that silence. After a few minutes the man touched Buddha's feet, bowed down, paid his respects and said, "Thank You! You are the first man who has answered my question."
Buddha's disciple, Ananda, was very much puzzled over Buddha’s different responses to the same question. Ananda wanted to know the truth.  So, at night when Buddha was going to sleep, Ananda said, "I have heard all the three answers given by you and I am thoroughly confused. I can’t go to sleep unless I get my answer from you."
Buddha said, "It was not your question, so the answers were not for you. The first man who asked about God was a theist and he believed in God, the second man was an atheist who did not believe in God, but the third man was an agnostic without any belief system. My answers had nothing to do with God but had something to do with the questioner.”
Buddha clarified further, "The first person only believed but had never experienced God, otherwise he would not have asked me. Hence I said ‘no’ his belief. The second person did not believe in God, but was trying to find my confirmation for his belief. Hence I did not endorse his belief and said ‘yes’ for the presence of God.”
Buddha further said, “...And the person with whom I remained silent was the right inquirer. He had no belief, so nothing to destroy, hence I kept silent. That was my message to him, ‘Be silent and know’. He got the answer through my silence, and he immediately followed, became silent, closed his eyes and looked within. Something transpired and he experienced the truth....!”
Moral of the Story ....
Friends, most of the times intellectual answers may not help in life, only existential answers can provide the real experience.
Generally, the tendency of our mind is to choose the belief and to forget about the experience. That’s how we keep on missing many opportunities, even if the God knocks at our door. In fact, our belief system is a poison to our capacity to understand. Belief is always theoretical but trust is existential. Therefore, all the beliefs become barriers to knowing the truth.
Friends, only in an empty mind, when there is no dust accumulated on the mirror, the truth reflects and that reflection is a true benediction.
Have a Happy Day Friends !