One day Emperor Akbar and Birbal were taking a walk in the palace gardens. It was a nice summer morning and there were plenty of crows happily playing around the pond. While watching the crows, a question came into Akbar’s head. He wondered how many crows were there in his kingdom.

 

Since Birbal was accompanying him, he asked Birbal this question. After a moment’s thought, Birbal replied, “There are ninety-five thousand four hundred and sixty-three crows in the Kingdom”.

 

Amazed by his quick response, Akbar tried to test him again, “What if there are more crows than you answered?” Without hesitating Birbal replied, “If there are more crows than my answer, then some crows are visiting from other neighboring kingdoms”. “And what if there are less crows”, Akbar asked. “Then some crows from our kingdom have gone on holidays to other places”.

 

Moral: There is always a way if you think with ease.

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I was busy fixing the fridge in the kitchen, the Television was on the discovery channel and I heard the statement, “Perception is Reality.” I have been going over this in my mind for days. I have found I can relate this to so much that it must be true.

 

I remember the old saying that every one is four people, the one their family see’s them as, the one their friends see them as, the way they see them self and what they really are.

 

Ron, a good friend of mine, told me that the earth has a beginning and an end, just like everything else in this universe. Take a ball and toss it in the sky and then it comes down and catch it. That is the life of the earth from beginning to end. Now imagine, how short the earths life is and then imagine your life in that time frame.

 

I also recall this, we see one image with two eyes, we call it a sunrise when it is the earth that rotates. The sky is blue yet night reveals that it is really black and filled with stars which are planets and suns at a great distance.

 

We sat and watched the movie, “Walk of Shame,” it truly gave me what I was looking for with the statement, “Perception is Reality,” because in this film, a Blonde in a slinky yellow dress was lost in L.A. and as she tried to make it to her job, every one perceived her as a “crack whore.” When in reality she was a reporter who had lost her car and trying to make it across the big city on foot with no money, no phone and no idea where she is. I can see this every day as we judge others by their appearance.

 

Remember this, it is what it is…

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Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed. Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire.

Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot. He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing. After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup.

Turning to her, he asked. “Daughter, what do you see?” “Potatoes, eggs and coffee,” she hastily replied.

“Look closer”, he said, “and touch the potatoes.” She did and noted that they were soft.

He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.

“Father, what does this mean?” she asked.

He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity-the boiling water. However, each one reacted differently. The potato went in strong, hard and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak. The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard. However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.

“Which one are you?” he asked his daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean?”

Moral: In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is how you choose to react to it and what you make out of it. Life is all about leaning, adopting and converting all the struggles that we experience into something positive.

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I posted this story a long time ago

but it was a great reminder when I read it again.

Chinese Parable of the Lost Axe by Lie Zi

 

A man who lost his axe suspected his neighbor’s son of stealing it. To him, as he observed the boy, the way the lad walked, the expression on his face, the manner of his speech – in fact everything about his appearance and behavior betrayed that he had stolen the axe.

 

Not long afterwards the man found his axe while digging in his cellar. When he saw his neighbor’s son again, nothing about the boy’s behavior nor appearance seemed to suggest that he had stolen the axe.

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Little Sunshine and I went to eat at the Chinese buffet today, then went bowling (that was something she wanted to do) but when we finished eating and they brought out the fortune cookies, mine was absent any fortune. No little paper with wit and wisdom, nor the lucky numbers on the back that are not very lucky any way. So, I have never gotten a fortune cookie without a fortune before. What could this mean? That I am fortunate enough? (~_~) Art~

Here are some really funny sayings discovered in fortune cookies:

  • A closed mouth gathers no feet. 
  • A conclusion is simply the place where you got tired of thinking.
  • A cynic is only a frustrated optimist.
  • A fanatic is one who can’t change his mind, and won’t change the subject.
  • An alien of some sort will be appearing to you shortly.
  • Do not mistake temptation for opportunity.
  • Flattery will go far tonight.
  • He who laughs at himself never runs out of things to laugh at.
  • He who laughs last is laughing at you.
  • He who throws dirt is losing ground. 
  • Some men dream of fortunes, others dream of cookies.
  • The greatest danger could be your stupidity. 
  • The world may be your oyster, but it doesn’t mean you’ll get its pearl. 
  • You will be hungry again in one hour.
  • You can always find happiness at work on Friday.
  • Confucius say: if you think you’re going to sum up your whole life on this little bit of paper, you’re crazy.

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A crow was sitting on a tree, doing nothing all day. A rabbit asked him,”Can I also sit like you and do nothing all day long?” The crow answered: “Sure, why not.” So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the crow, and rested.

A fox jumped on the rabbit and ate it.

Moral of the story: To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very high up.

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A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, “I’ll give each of you just one wish”

“Me first! Me first!” says the administration clerk. “I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.” Poof! She’s gone.

“Me next! Me next!” says the sales rep. “I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.” Poof! He’s gone.

“OK, you’re up,” the Genie says to the manager. The manager says, “I want those two back in the office after lunch.”

Moral of the story: Always let your boss have the first say.

these two stories found here...

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A crow lived in the forest and was absolutely satisfied in life. But one day he saw a swan. “This swan is so white,” he thought, “and I am so black. This swan must be the happiest bird in the world.”

 

He expressed his thoughts to the swan. “Actually,” the swan replied, “I was feeling that I was the happiest bird around until I saw a parrot, which has two colors. I now think the parrot is the happiest bird in creation.” The crow then approached the parrot. The parrot explained, “I lived a very happy life until I saw a peacock. I have only two colors, but the peacock has multiple colors.”

 

The crow then visited a peacock in the zoo and saw that hundreds of people had gathered to see him. After the people had left, the crow approached the peacock. “Dear peacock,” the crow said, “you are so beautiful. Every day thousands of people come to see you. When people see me, they immediately shoo me away. I think you are the happiest bird on the planet.”

 

The peacock replied, “I always thought that I was the most beautiful and happy bird on the planet. But because of my beauty, I am entrapped in this zoo. I have examined the zoo very carefully, and I have realized that the crow is the only bird not kept in a cage. So for past few days I have been thinking that if I were a crow, I could happily roam everywhere.”

the crow

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We have a new General, at the Unit and I like the way he uses stories to get his point across. For example, when I first met him, he told me about when he was a young lad, his father had gotten on to him when he had built a ramp for his bike. (I remember building ramps and jumping them with my bike) He said his father wasn’t upset because he had taken the best wood in the pile. No, he was upset because he hadn’t taken the time to build a good ramp. Instead, in his haste, he had just thrown something together so he could get to the jumping. (If your going to do something, do it with thought, quality and pride)

Later, I had heard him talking to another about goals. He said that his number one goal was to get home every day to his wife and kids. (working as a prison guard, this is a daily thought) So if you were to pull into a gas station and your in a hurry and accidentally cut off another who was trying to pull at the pump you had just whipped in front of, and this individual gets out yelling and screaming in a threatening manner. (Do you get out and confront this threat, showing this individual you are man enough to stand up to them?) This would take you from your number one goal. To get home to your family safely, your number one goal. Do you have something to prove to this person? Or to yourself? Or do you prove to your family that you can go through this tough world and make it home safely everyday.

When he spoke to the officers, (when he first came to lead this unit) He spoke of his position as if he were a banker. When a person comes to work everyday and gives 100% for months on end, then that individual comes in late one day, he will ask if everything is okay, are you alright, because this person as invested so much with the company and is a valued banker. But if a person comes in late every day and calls in sick alot, then they are not making much interest.

I believe in the saying that the Indians are only as good as the chief. I think are chief is a great leader and as we all know, I love short, inspirational stories with a moral. (~_~)

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Forgiveness: by Tao

 
One day, the sage gave the disciple an empty sack and a basket of potatoes. “Think of all the people who have done or said something against you in the recent past, especially those you cannot forgive.For each of them, inscribe the name on a potato and put it in the sack.”

The disciple came up quite a few names, and soon his sack was heavy with potatoes.

“Carry the sack with you wherever you go for a week,” said the sage. “We’ll talk after that.”

At first, the disciple thought nothing of it. Carrying the sack was not particularly difficult. But after a while, it became more of a burden. It sometimes got in the way, and it seemed to require more effort to carry as time went on, even though its weight remained the same.

After a few days, the sack began to smell. The carved potatoes gave off a ripe odor. Not only were they increasingly inconvenient to carry around, they were also becoming rather unpleasant.

Finally, the week was over. The sage summoned the disciple. “Any thoughts about all this?”

“Yes, Master,” the disciple replied. “When we are unable to forgive others, we carry negative feelings with us everywhere, much like these potatoes. That negativity becomes a burden to us and, after a while, it festers.”

“Yes, that is exactly what happens when one holds a grudge. So, how can we lighten the load?”

“We must strive to forgive.”

“Forgiving someone is the equivalent of removing the corresponding potato from the sack. How many of your transgressors are you able to forgive?”

“I’ve thought about it quite a bit, Master,” the disciple said. “It required much effort, but I have decided to forgive all of them.”

“Very well, we can remove all the potatoes. Were there any more people who transgressed against you this last week?”

The disciple thought for a while and admitted there were. Then he felt panic when he realized his empty sack was about to get filled up again.

“Master,” he asked, “if we continue like this, wouldn’t there always be potatoes in the sack week after week?”

“Yes, as long as people speak or act against you in some way, you will always have potatoes.”

“But Master, we can never control what others do. So what good is the Tao in this case?”

“We’re not at the realm of the Tao yet. Everything we have talked about so far is the conventional approach to forgiveness. It is the same thing that many philosophies and most religions preach – we must constantly strive to forgive, for it is an important virtue. This is not the Tao because there is no striving in the Tao.”

“Then what is the Tao, Master?”

“You can figure it out. If the potatoes are negative feelings, then what is the sack?”

“The sack is… That which allows me to hold on to the negativity. It is something within us that makes us dwell on feeling offended…. Ah, it is my inflated sense of self-importance. “

“And what will happen if you let go of it?”

“Then… The things that people do or say against me no longer seem like such a major issue.”

“In that case, you won’t have any names to inscribe on potatoes. That means no more weight to carry around, and no more bad smells.

The Tao of forgiveness is the conscious decision to not just to remove some potatoes… But to relinquish the entire sack.”

 

In a village there lived a man named moti patel. He would awake at six o’clock every morning and brush his teeth with a datan stick while sitting on a stone seat in front of his yard. Every morning at that same time a cow would come and sit there and chew cud. The cow’s horns were nicely rounded and Motibhai would think to himself everyday, ”My head would fit snugly between the two horns!” He so began to promise himself everyday, ”I’ll fit my head in today or tomorrow.”

In this way six months passed. Then one day he made up his mind. ”I’ll definitely fit my head between those beautiful horns today.” After he finished cleaning his teeth he stood up and went to the cow. He put his head between the cow’s horns. It fit snugly. But the cow jumped up in fright and ran. Motibhai was pulled along. ”Help! Help! Help!” he screamed. The village people caught the cow and pulled Motibhai’s head free. They scolded the battered and bruised Patel. ”Motibhai, why didn’t you stop to think before doing this?” Motibhai replied, ”After six months of serious thought I put my head between those horns!” Motibhai broke his arms and legs. He got better after two long months.

This is just a story. The principle to be understood is that Motibhai thought for six months before fitting his head between the cow’s horns. But the thought itself was wrong. To achieve salvation one should think only positive thoughts. And only then will we one day achieve our goal.

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Where’s your head? What do you think about?

There us a guy I know, and all he talks about is hunting. His past hunts, the hunts he plans to go on this year and next year. I know people who talk about religion. I know people who absorb their thoughts in work. I admit, my mind wonders, but I find that I can look at something and I will seek the zen in it or can I make a story from its value or what can it teach me? I suppose we all have our train of thoughts and that is what makes us individuals and special. Your thoughts is what makes you…You!

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have a zen filled day

Think about this…a herd of buffalo can only move as fast as its slowest buffalo.  And when the herd is hunted it is the slowest and weakest buffalo at the back of the herd that is killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members.

In much the same way the human brain can only operate as fast as its slowest brain cell. As we know excessive intake of alcohol, kills brain cells. But naturally it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. And that is why you always feel smarter after a few beers.

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my brother posted this on facebook and as I laughed I realized the wisdom in it because my wife and I were watching a show last night and a statement came out of it that I have been dwelling on…

“Your so dumb, you don’t even know your dumb!”

We all can’t be the brightest color in the crayon box. There has to be a multiple of colors to make up the box as a whole. Every one has a spot in the box … what color do you think you are? For me it is blue!

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