A young boy left his house in search of truth. He met many people; he became richer in his awareness of his ignorance. Since people went to forests to meditate, he too went to a thick forest.He did not know how to meditate. So he screamed at the forest to give him knowledge. For years his only mantra was screaming at the forest to give him knowledge. He belived that if you are commited, existence will help you.
One day, a monk came to him. He asked : “what do you want,my son ? “I want to know what the meaning of life is,” he replied. “Go to the town. The first three persons that you meet will give you the meaning of life,” replied the monk.
The boy went to the town. The first man he met was doing carpentry work. The next man he met was doing sheet metal work. The third man he met was making strings. Disappointed, he sat on the bank of a river. Suddenly, he heard the sweet strains of violin music. Something mysterious touched him. He suddenly got the answer he was looking for and he started dancing.
The carpenter was preparing the wood for the violin. The sheet metal worker was preparing metal for the strings meant for the violin. Life has everything ; all you need is to be able to connect the dots. You need to work out new combinations. And for that you need creative perception.
Life has all the ingredients. Be creative. Don’t let yourself feel victimised. You might think that what is easy is beautiful, that what is easy is joy. You are a victim of such illusions. Difficulty has such a joy. Discovery has such a joy. Seeking out has such a joy.
You have to change the notion that difficulty is pain. In exercise, there is difficulty but also joy. In sports,there is difficulty but there is joy. In your relationships,when there is difficulty,treat it as joy, just reprogramme your mind.
In prayer you don’t have to do anything ; just be available to God’s grace.Prayer is a deep readiness to receive God’s flow. It is passive alertness. Go deep and you discover your original mind… it is deep passiveness.
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