Two bowls of rice  … by Art~

It was dinner time at the monastery, the monks were all lined up to receive their ration of; one bowl of rice. In the line was a really large monk who took his bowl of rice and went to the table and ate his portion. After finishing his bowl, his stomach rumbled wanting more, so he asked the Master if he could have another bowl of rice. The Master granted him permission and he went to the back of the line and received a second helping of rice in his empty bowl.

“Why does he get two bowls of rice? We would all like two bowls of rice but the rule has always been to only have one bowl.” The students argued.

“Your stomach is the size of your fist. Two bowls of rice is more than the size of your fist. Why would you want more than the size of your stomach? This man is bigger, and his fist and stomach are the size of two bowls of rice. Would you deny him the ration needed to fill his stomach?” The master replied.


I had gone to my mother’s house for a visit and when it came to supper time, I asked, “What’s for supper?”

“Steak,” she replied. I was happy, I love steak. My mouth watered at the smell of the meal cooking. When we sat down to eat I was surprised to see a sliver of meat on my plate. She had taken a new York strip and cut it three ways and gave three of us a piece.

When I asked about the size of the portion we each received, my mother explained that you should only eat 4 oz of meat in one setting due to the liver’s ability to digest the proteins. Any thing more will harm you.

“…too much protein can overwhelm the liver’s processing abilities.”
“You learn something new every day.”             
Remember, having the right diet and getting enough exercise will not only improve your health- IT WILL IMPROVE YOUR LIFE.”
If the body is a temple, shouldn’t we be mindful of what we put into it?


Life shrinks and expands in proportion to ones courage