An explorer, a white man, anxious to reach his destination in the heart of Africa, promised an extra payment to his bearers if they would make greater speed. For several days, the bearers moved along at a faster pace.
One afternoon, though, they all suddenly put down their burden and sat on the ground. No matter how much money they were offered, they refused to move on. When the explorer finally asked why they were behaving as they were, he was given the following answer: “We have been moving along at such a fast pace that we no longer know what we are doing (for money). Now we have to wait until our soul catches up with us.”
In Japan, a man breaks open the wall to renovate his house. Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls, and when when tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stuck there because a nail from outside had been hammered into one of its feet. The man sees this, feels pity, and at the same time is curious because upon checking the nail he realized it had been there since the house was built ten years ago.
The lizard had survived in that position for ten years! In a dark wall partition for 10 years without moving, the man found this to be impossible and mind boggling. Then he wondered how this lizard survived for ten years without moving a single step–since its foot was nailed!
So the man stopped his work and observed the lizard, what it had been doing, and what and how it has been eating. Later, not knowing from where it came, appeared another lizard… with food in its mouth.
“How can I know the best way to act in life?” the disciple asked the master.
The master asked him to build a table.
The disciple drove in the nails with three precise blows. One nail, however, struck a hard spot and the disciple needed to deliver one more blow – which drove in the nail too deep all the way into the wood.
“Your hand was used to three blows of the hammer,” said the master. “You had so much trust in what you did that you lost your attention and skill.”
“When action becomes a mere habit it loses its meaning and may end up causing harm, so never let routine be in command of your movements.”
George Bernard Shaw said, “Life is no brief candle to me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I’ve got a hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.”
From Adam and Eve to the present moment life has been passed down from generation to generation like a baton race and we presently hold the baton ready to pass it on to those who will carry it on into the future.
A good friend of mine (Ron, who is no longer with us) once told me, “The Earth is like a baseball tossed up in the air, it has a beginning and an end. Imagine if you will how short the time is that we are on this ball, spinning in the air.”
In English when we say “pass the baton“, it is similar in meaning to “hand over the reins“. It signals that a transition of responsibility is taking place. ( Landawei )
In this race we hold tightly to the baton (our lives, our responsibilities) till the last possible moment, then we must let go as the race (human race) goes on. I shall burn as a brightly lit torch before handing it on to future generations. (~_~) Art~
One may be but a tiny match, but banned together we can shine as a bon- fire, brightly lit, like a star, to shine across the vastness of this universe so that whom so ever may be out there will see, me shine.
A situation came about at work that got me to thinking that we do not truly see ourselves the way others see us. It reminded me of the situation in the movie, “Me, Myself and Irene,” where ‘Jim Carey,’ played the part of a police officer with duel personalities. The nice guy (personality) found that his mean personality had done plastic surgery on his chin, saying that he thought it would make him look more manly. The thing is they are the same person. So, I came up with this tale to help me define this fact in our personalities that, “we do not see ourselves the way that others do.”
There was a student in the monastery that thought he was the only applicant available to take over when and if the master ever resigned because he had studied harder, remained poised all the time and mimicked the master’s way of living.
The master called the student into his office and asked him to close his eyes. While the student had his eyes closed the master placed a piece of paper on his back, that read, “Arrogant.”Then smudged black ash over his upper lip to mimic a mustache. Telling the student that, “This is a lesson for you.”
He then sent the student to town to buy some fish for the evening meal. The student did as he was asked and went to town, bought some fish from the market and came back to the monastery.
“Master, while I was in town every body laughed at me. I don’t understand why. I was polite, poised and gave them no reason to laugh.” The master then took the student and placed him in front of the mirror and showed him the black ‘mustache’ smudge and then pulled the paper from his back and showed him what he had worn during his trip to town.
“I don’t think that was funny, and I do not think that I am arrogant.”
The master then said, “We do not see ourselves the same way as others see us.”
Art Campbell 2014
every one is three people, The person that others see us as,
the person that our family and friends see us as
and the person we see ourselves as.
I have heard an ancient story, it happened in Greece. A great astrologer, the most famous of those days, fell into a well. Because in the night he was studying the stars, walking on the road he forgot that there was a well by the side and fell into it
The sound of his falling and his crying…. An old woman who lived in a hut by the side came out, helped him to get out of the well.
He was very happy. He said, “You have saved my life! Do you know who I am? I am the royal astrologer. My fee is very great — even kings have to wait for months to consult me — but for you I will predict your future. You come tomorrow morning to my house, and I will not take any fee.”
The old woman laughed and she said, “Forget all about it! You cannot see even two feet ahead — how can you see my future?”
This is the situation of millions of people on this earth. They cannot see that which is, they are obsessed with that which should be. The greatest obsession that humanity suffers is of “that which should be.” It is a kind of madness.
one should flow through life like a river
being like the sun that warms others
soft as water and yet hard as a stone
poised as a mountain, and yet
fast as the wind that moans
a storm of emotions
delivering our words like a potion
we are all delicate flowers in a field
here merely for the season
absorbed in what we feel
our bodies bound to this earth like a tree
while our minds fly like a bird that is free
and above us all our the stars
the universe’s mystery
of who we really are
A Campbell 2014 (~_~)