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| Evolution of Love Part 2 |
| Another way, is to be able to watch constantly, if the mind is forgetful or collected, and this instruction comes directly from the Buddha himself, about the contemplation of the consciousness. In sitting when sati gets stronger you’ll see that the mind doesn’t go anywhere, objects come to its field of awareness. But the mind moves very fast within its field of awareness. Bored? Look at that boredom, until you can see what is behind that. Most likely it is unhappiness. Look at this unhappiness until you can see what is behind that. You will find kilesa there. Once you can see kilesa and come face to face with it and acknowledge it, a change of attitude, will take place in the mind which will eliminate that kilesa. Without you having to do anything at all. This process of contemplating like this, can take place as you keep walking or sitting down. If walking, you stop watching the step and turn your attention fully to the mind. Kilesa will disappear and won’t bother you again for three days! You will find there are two things there: sati and kilesa, both trying to take over the mind. So don’t be surprised that in the process of contemplation, it might take you up to thirty minutes sometimes before sati predominates and the mind is cleared. Be aware: aware in every context-contact in time and whatever the experience might be without resisting anything. This is the only spiritual exercise worth practicing. |
| (Proverb of the Native American UTE Tribe) Earth teach me stillness as the grasses are stilled with light. Earth teach me suffering as old stones suffer with memory. Earth teach me humility as blossoms are humble with beginning. Earth teach me caring as the mother who secures her young. Earth teach me courage as the tree which stands alone. Earth teach me limitation as the ant which crawls on the ground. Earth teach me freedom as the eagle which soars in the sky. Earth teach me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall. Earth teach me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring. Earth teach me to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life. Earth teach me to remember kindness as dry fields weep in the rain. The Native Americans teach that their ancestors are still here on this land. Sometimes in the forests and the hills and in the streams, one can feel them. I swear it is so. And their strength, their courage and their faith will get us through this terrible time in America. For this is their land, and so many of us have their genes, and even those who do not, have their blessings in the air we breathe. All ONE breath. And the passing storms will again allow the land to speak when the ravens are quiet and the souls of men begin to listen. |
| There was a fly flying 12 inches above a lake. A fish in the lake thinks, "If that fly dropped 6 inches, I'd get it !" A bear on land thinks, "If that fly dropped 6 inches, the fish would jump out of the water and I'd get it !" A hunter nearby thinks, "If that fly drops 6 inches, the fish would jump, the bear will go to get the fish and I'll shoot the bear." A mouse watching thinks, "If that fly drops 6 inches, the fish would jump, the bear would go to get the fish, the hunter will go to get the bear and I’ll steal the cheese off his sandwich !" A cat in hiding thinks, "If that fly drops 6 inches, the fish would jump, the bear would go to get the fish, the hunter will go to get the bear, the mouse will go get the cheese and I'll get that mouse !!!" Suddenly, it all happened: The fly dropped 6 inches, the fish got the fly, the bear got the fish, the hunter got the bear, the mouse got the hunter's cheese, but the cat missed the mouse and fell in the water ! A subsequent in depth analysis of the above chain of events by a global management consulting firm revealed in their summary that *Every time a fly drops 6 inches, a cat gets wet.* |
| In case you need a laugh: Remember, it takes a college degree to fly a plane but only a high school diploma to fix one. After every flight, Qantas pilots fill out a form, called a 'Gripe Sheet' which tells mechanics about problems with the aircraft. The mechanics correct the problems; document their repairs on the form, and then pilots review the Gripe Sheets before the next flight. Never let it be said that ground crews lack a sense of humour. Here are some actual maintenance complaints submitted by Qantas' pilots (marked with a P) and the solutions recorded (marked with an S) by maintenance engineers. By the way, Qantas is the only major airline that has never, ever, had an accident. P: Left inside main tyre almost needs replacement. S: Almost replaced left inside main tyre. P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough. S: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft. P: Something loose in cockpit. S: Something tightened in cockpit P: Dead bugs on windshield. S: Live bugs on back-order. P: Autopilot in altitude-hold mode produces a 200 feet per minute descent. S: Cannot reproduce problem on ground. P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear. S: Evidence removed. P: DME volume unbelievably loud. S: DME volume set to more believable level. P: Friction locks cause throttle levers to stick. S: That's what friction locks are for. P: IFF inoperative in OFF mode. S: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode. P: Suspected crack in windshield. S: Suspect you're right. P: Number 3 engine missing. S: Engine found on right wing after brief search. P: Aircraft handles funny. S: Aircraft warned to straighten up, fly right, and be serious. P: Target radar hums. S: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics. P: Mouse in cockpit. S: Cat installed. And the best one for last.................. P: Noise coming from under instrument panel. Sounds like a midget pounding on something with a hammer. S: Took hammer away from midget. |
| One day a professor entered the classroom and asked his students to take a surprise test. The professor handed out the question paper. To everyone’s surprise, there were no questions…just a black dot in the center of the page. ⚫ The professor seeing the expression on everyone’s face, told them the following: “I want you to write what you see there.” At the end of the class, the professor took all the answer papers and started reading each one of them aloud... All of them with no exceptions, described the black dot, trying to explain its position in the middle of the sheet, etc. etc. etc. After all answers had been read, the professor began to explain: “I am not going to grade you on this test. I just wanted to give you something to think about. No one wrote about the white part of the paper. Everyone focused on the black dot – ⚫ and the same happens in our lives. We have a white paper to observe and enjoy, but we always focus on the dark spots. Our life is a gift given to us by God ..... However we insist on focusing only on the dark spots – ⚫⚫⚫ the health issues that bother us, the lack of money, the complicated relationship with a family member, the disappointment with a friend etc... The dark spots are very small compared to everything we have in our lives, but they are the ones that pollute our minds. Take your eyes away from the black spots in your life. Enjoy each one of your blessings, each moment that life gives you & Be happy and live a positive life.....! Praise & Thank God for the white part 🌺 |
Imagine you're at the airport. While you're waiting for your flight, you notice a kiosk selling shortbread cookies. You buy a box, put them in your travelling bag and then you patiently search for an available seat so you can sit down and enjoy your cookies. Finally you find a seat next to a gentleman. You reach down into your travelling bag and pull out your box of shortbread cookies. As you do so, you notice that the gentleman starts watching you intensely. He stares as you open the box and his eyes follow your hand as you pick up the cookie and bring it to your mouth. Just then he reaches over and takes one of your cookies from the box, and eats it! You're more than a little surprised at this. Actually, you're at a loss for words. Not only does he take one cookie, but he alternates with you. For every one cookie you take, he takes one. Now, what's your immediate impression of this guy? Crazy? Greedy? He's got some nerve! Can you imagine the words you might use to describe this man to your associates back at the office? Meanwhile, you both continue eating the cookies until there's just one left. To your surprise, the man reaches over and takes it. But then he does something unexpected. He breaks it in half, and gives half to you. After he's finished with his half, he gets up, and without a word, he leaves. You think to yourself, "Did this really happen?" You're left sitting there dumbfounded and still hungry. So you go back to the kiosk and buy another box of cookies. You then return to your seat and begin opening your new box of cookies when suddenly you glance down into your travelling bag. Sitting there in your bag is your original box of cookies still unopened. Only then, do you realize that when you reached down earlier, you had reached into the other man's bag, and grabbed his box of cookies by mistake. Now what do you think of the man? Generous? Tolerant? Patient? Calm? You've just experienced a profound *paradigm shift*. You're seeing things from a new point of view. Is it time to change your point of view? Now, think of this story as it relates to your life. Seeing things from a new point of view can be very enlightening. Things may not be what they seem. Be open to suggestions. Every point has THREE Sides: Your Side My Side and The Right Side. To understand either the Other's Side or the Right Side, one needs to let go His Side. |
| He looked at his watch and it showed 7:30AM, probably he would be late but then who cared. His master piece was ready. It had taken him the entire night to complete it and he had finally managed to make the perfect flawless creation. Crimson Red he thought and smiled as the first drops of rain began to fall. The soft feel of those first drops of rain as they touched his face was so nice and comforting. Rains he thought...the giver of life, a birth of a new hope and a new beginning as the past gets washed away. The past always lurked in the background like ghosts haunting him every minute. Everyday had been a struggle to survive. Night after night he slept hungry on an empty stomach with salty silent tears of shame, pain flowing silently down his cheeks. Biru, was that his name or was it not ? He could not remember. It was so long ago since someone called him that especially after he dropped off from school in what seemed an eternity. Since then he had got used to being addressed as Ai, Oi, Hotobhaga, Kamchor, Opdartho .. may be one of this was actually his name. But who cared? He stopped caring the day his father, a daily labourer died leaving him, a seven year old boy with no money, no shelter and no family. Since then it was a struggle for survival every passing minute, living off wastes from the kitchen discards of the well to do house holds. Clothes he wore were those which were thrown by the affluent after using them as dusting cloth. Even the remotest thought of school disappeared from his dreams like his father. Life was a bitter struggle. Life in the one tiny room cramped up in the ‘bosti bari’ had not been easy. It was a struggle from dusk to dawn to survive. The entire locality was full of anti social elements who did not hesitate to pull our their folding knives or country made pistols amidst narcotic blankets of thick swirling smoke. But he resisted with all his might. He was not going to be one of them, no matter what. He had struggled every minute of growing up against these hoodlums. So many times he was assaulted, beaten up and left bleeding by the dirty locality sewer just because he refuse to join them. He was determined to be a good, honest and a responsible citizen. He was not going to bow down because he was ‘Ajit’. Getting a job was not easy especially with his background but luck had been kind to him and the local grocer had taken him as an assistant and delivery boy to deliver groceries to the house holds in the neighbourhood. The grocer thanked the Gods for providing him with such a honest, dedicated and hardworking boy. The boy was indeed an assest thought the grocer and smiled. He smiled too. It had been a tough week with back breaking effort. He had hardly slept at night except maybe an occasional doze off. But finally it was ready and he lovingly held it in his hand. The colour was an exact match to the colour of his skin he thought. From a distance the camera would not be able to even detect that almost negligible shade difference. He was destined to be the perfect make up artist. His destiny would be created when the ‘hero’ would get hit by the car and the little skin coloured rubber blood mould would burst open spilling red liquid all over the hero as he would lie motionless in the Crimson Red as the cameras would keep panning. It had taken him lot of lot of effort to create the Crimson Red. It was not one of those cheap ketchup or coloured liquid. Instead it was a creation of an artists hand. It had the right thickness, viscosity and colour.. it was the perfect Crimson Red. Crimson Red Take 1 End Scene... ‘Action !!’ shouted the director. He smiled and started to cross the road. The rain had turned into a drizzle. He felt nice. Life was beautiful. His eyes bright and full of new dreams. Then it happened like a bolt of lightening from the blue. He did not see it coming. Maybe it was the speed or the rain but the impact was earth shattering and it threw him clean into the air almost 10 feet away like a broken rag doll. He violently started gasping for breath as wound after after wound in his head started splitting open and turning Red while rivulets of Crimson Red flowed like a gushing rivers in spate. ‘Cut !!’ yelled the director. ‘Excellent shot’ said the beaming director ‘absolutely natural’ ... my God, Ajit, that blood looks so damn real, he said. Ajit could not suppress his smile as he saw the effect of his handiwork... ‘Crimson Red’. His breathing got heavier with every convulsion, every breath was a struggle for an extra moment of life which was slipping away at unbelievable speed every single second. Slowly the bright skies started turning dark. Shrieking and yelling like a cacophony of noise pierced his ears. Darkness surrounded him. The sounds kept getting quieter and Biru simply drifted into oblivion as his lifeless body lay on the street , shattered by a speeding car and now he lay there totally covered in Crimson Red. He held up the small vial he had carried just incase it was required... He smiled as he lovingly looked at his creation... Ajit’s creation... |
| For those who understand, no explanation is needed. For those who do not understand, no explanation is possible. One day I had lunch with some friends. Don, a short, balding golfer type about 80 years old, came along with them---all in all, a pleasant bunch. When the menus were presented, we ordered salads, sandwiches, and soups, except for Don who said, "Ice Cream, please. Two scoops, chocolate. I wasn't sure my ears heard right, and the others were aghast. "Along with heated apple pie," Don added, completely unabashed. We tried to act quite nonchalant, as if people did this all the time.. But when our orders were brought out, I didn't enjoy mine. I couldn't take my eyes off Don as his pie a-la-mode went down. The other guys couldn't believe it. They ate their lunches silently and grinned. The next time I went out to eat, I called and invited Don . I lunched on white meat tuna. He ordered a parfait. I smiled. He asked if he amused me I answered, "Yes, you do, but also you confuse me. How come you order rich desserts, while I feel I must be sensible? He laughed and said "I'm tasting all that is Possible. I try to eat the food I need, and do the things I should. But life's so short, my friend, I hate missing out on something good. This year I realized how old I was. (He grinned) I haven't been this old before." "So, before I die, I've got to try those things that for years I had ignored. I haven't smelled all the flowers yet. There are too many fish streams I haven't fished. There's more fudge sundaes to wolf down. There are too many golf courses I haven't played. I've not laughed at all the jokes. I've missed a lot of sporting events and potato chips and cokes. I want to wade again in water and feel ocean spray on my face. I want to sit in a country church once more and thank God for His grace. I want peanut butter every day spread on my morning toast. I want un-timed long distance calls to the folks I love the most. I haven't cried at all the movies yet, or walked in the morning rain. I need to feel wind on my face. I want to be in love again. So, if I choose to have dessert, instead of having dinner, then should I die before night fall, I'd say I died a winner, because I missed out on nothing. I filled my heart's desire. I had that final chocolate mousse before my life expired." With that, I called the waitress over.. "I've changed my mind, " I said. "I want what he is having, only add some more whipped cream!" Live well, love much & laugh often - Be happy. Be mindful that happiness isn't based on possessions, power, or prestige, but on relationships with people we like and respect. Remember that while money talks, CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM SINGS! |
| Japan has decided to coexist with the new coronavirus! Announced the "new life model", calling the people to be prepared to follow this model for an extended period of time and learn to live and work with the virus lurking around the corner. Looking closely at these new life models, it can be seen that the Japanese government established these very practical set of SOPs using principles of rationality, science, and risk assessment. Maybe it is related to the Japanese understanding that "bad" things can't be forsaken for all times. Using risk assessment models in principle, humans can continue to live well. One by one *There are three basic points:* 1. Keep a distance between people 2. Wear a mask 3. Wash hands frequently *Specific requirements:* 1. People keep a distance of 2 meters 2. Play as much as possible outdoors 3. Try to avoid being face to face direct facing when speaking to other people 4. Go home and wash your face and clothes immediately 5. Wash as soon as you touch someone's hand 6. Try online shopping and electronic settlement 7. Supermarket shopping is best for 1 person, to choose time there are less people 8. Try not to touch commodity samples 9. Don't talk on public transportation 10. Go to work by 4 wheeler, 2 wheeler or on foot 11. It is best to use electronic business cards 12. Try to use video conference when meeting 13. To control the number of people in meetings, wear masks and open windows for ventilation. 14. Work at home or commute at off peak time 15. Do not go to countries or places where the virus is endemic 16. Try not to return home to visit relatives and travel, and control business trips. 17. When you have symptoms, remember where you went and who you met. 18. Eat meals with others not face to face, preferably side by side 19. Do not use large bowls and large pots to share food, implement a divided individual portion system 20. Chat less at meal, eat more vegetables 21. Try not to have too many people gathering at meal together as possible 22. Avoid "closed spaces, dense crowd flow, intimate contact" 23. Self-test body temperature / symptoms every morning to strengthen health management 24. Cover the lid when flushing the toilet 25. Don't stay too long in a narrow space 26. When walking and running, the number of people should be small, when meeting each other, stagger the distance. Shigeru Oo, chairman of the Japanese government committee, said that it takes at least one and a half years for the vaccine to be fully developed and officially put into use. Since the enemy cannot be completely eliminated, it is necessary to learn to coexist with the virus. Only by following the new rules of life can we live in peace with the corona virus for a long time. In fact, most of the above methods have been implemented in China. Many Indians have also changed their behaviour with the changing scenario. Everyone understands that it is a long-term war, but each item is not listed in detail. The Japanese are genetically a very disciplined nation and they do things and follow instructions scrupulously. *It is worth changing our behaviour and lifestyle*. |
| WHY ONE SHOULD VISIT TEMPLES REGULARLY...? Here is the scientific Reason. Must read and share... There are hundreds of temples all over India in different size, shape and locations but not all of them are considered to be in the Vedic way. Generally, the temples are located in a place where earth's magnetic waves pass through. In simple terms, these temples are located strategically at a place where the positive energy is abundantly available from the magnetic wave distribution of north/ south pole thrust. Because of its location, where high magnetic values are available, the Main Idol is placed in the center, and also because they place a copper plate written with some Vedic scripts, which is buried, beneath the Main Idol's placement known as "Garbhagriha" or Moolasthan, the copper absorbs the earth’s magnetic waves and radiates to the surroundings. Thus a person who regularly visits a temple and makes clockwise pradakshina of the Main Idol's placement, automatically receives the beamed magnetic waves which get absorbed by his body. This is very slow and a regular visit will make him absorb more energy, known as positive energy. In addition, the Sanctum Sanctorum is completely enclosed on three sides. The effect of all energies is very high in here. The lamp that is lit radiates the heat and light energy. The ringing of the bells and the chanting of prayers gives sound energy. The fragrance from the flowers, the burning of camphor give out chemical energy. The effect of all these energies is activated by the positive energy that comes out of the idol. This is in addition to the north/south pole magnetic energy that is absorbed by the copper plate and utensils that are kept in the Moolasthan. The water used for the Pooja is mixed with Cardamom, Benzoin, Holy Basil (Tulsi), Clove, etc is the "Theertham". This water becomes more energized because it receives the positive-ness of all these energies combined. When persons go to the temple for Deepaaraadhana, and when the doors open up, the positive energy gushes out onto the persons who are there. The water that is sprinkled onto the people passes on the energy to all. That is the reason why, men are not allowed to wear shirts to the temple and ladies have to wear more ornaments because it is through these jewels (metal) that positive energy is absorbed in ladies. It is proved that Theertham is a very good blood purifier, as it is highly energized. In addition, temples offer holy water (about three spoons). This water is mainly a source of magneto therapy as they place the copper water vessel at the Garbhagriha. It also contains cardamom, clove, saffron, etc to add taste and Tulsi (holy Basil) leaves are put into the water to increase its medicinal value..! This way one's health too is protected by regularly visiting temples....🌷🌷 |
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