Montag, 17. März 2014

ധ്രുവദീപ്തി // Religion / - Life is a tragedy for those who feel and a comedy for those who think.// Elsy Mathew,Bangalore

ധ്രുവദീപ്തി // Religion /  

 - Life is a tragedy for those who feel and a comedy for those who think.// 

Elsy Mathew, Bangalore

Divine Thoughts
We are all born weak and helpless. All lead the same short, troubled life. 
We grow and wither as quickly as flowers; we disappear like shadows.--The Bible

Falcon bird
  Once there was a king who received a gift of two magnificent falcons from Arabia. They were peregrine falcons, the most beautiful birds he had ever seen. He gave the precious birds to his head falconer to be trained.  Months passed and one day the head falconer informed the king that though one of the falcons was flying majestically, soaring high in the sky, the other bird had not moved from its branch since the day it had arrived. The king summoned healers and sorcerers from all the land to tend to the falcon, but no one could make the bird fly. He presented the task to the member of his court, but the next day, the king saw through the palace window that the bird had still not moved from its perch. Having tried everything else, the king thought to himself, "May be I need someone more familiar with the countryside to understand the nature of this problem."  So he cried out to his court, "Go and get a farmer." In the morning, the king was thrilled to see the falcon soaring high above the palace gardens. He said to his court, "Bring me the doer of this miracle." The court quickly located the farmer, who came and stood before the king. The king asked him, "How did you make the falcon fly?" With his head bowed, the farmer said to the king, " It was very easy, your highness. I simply cut the branch where the bird was sitting."

We are all made to fly -- to realize our incredible potential as human beings. But instead of doing that, we sit on our branches, clinging to the things that are familiar to us. The possibilities are endless, but for most of us, they remain undiscovered. We conform to the familiar, the comfortable, the mundane. So for the most part, our lives are mediocre instead of exciting, thrilling and fulfilling. So let us learn to destroy the branch of fear we cling to and free ourselves to the glory of flight.

The life of a human being on the earth is comparatively a very short one. Therefore, it is not something that has to be wasted in mere sorrows and tears. One should learn the art of finding the beauties and enjoying them. It is true that we cannot get rid of all the sufferings and pains of this world. Though we cannot control what happens to us we have the absolute freedom and power to determine our attitude to them. The above mentioned proverb doesn’t advocate the reader to take life as a joke or a silly business. If someone has to achieve something meaningful in life he should take life seriously and face it courageously. But it also doesn’t mean that we must take a grim and pessimistic approach towards life. The best approach will be to accept the various things in a pleasing and friendly way. If one is going to feel everything in mind and take everything highly serious he or she will have time only for that.

Margaret Storm Jameson, an English novelist, once said: "Most of us spend 58 minutes an hour living in the past with regret for lost joys, or shame for things badly done (both utterly useless and weakening); or in a future which we either long for or dread." "The only way to live is to accept each minute as an unrepeatable miracle, which is exactly what it is--a miracle, and unrepeatable." Work at your work. Play at your play. Shed your tears. Enjoy your laughter. Now is the time of your life...

No one is equal in this world where diversity seems to be the main principle. The difference can be spotted from various angles. When some are rich, some remain poor. There are not only good men, but also bad ones. Some are clever, but others are foolish. Like these, there are hundred of ways in which human beings are different. All through the history there are many thinkers and philosophers who worked for equality of different sections of the society. But, even the greatest of them failed to make a considerable influence in the world. Now the question is whether all these differences last forever or not and the answer is a very big “NO”. There is something that brings everyone on an equal plane of importance and that is death. All these distinctions and specialities come to an end with death. Death doesn’t show any partiality, but reduces both the king and the beggar to mere dust.

Once a boy went to a shop with his mother. The shopkeeper looked at the small cute child and showed him a bottle with sweets and said, 'Dear Child, u can take the sweets.'

But the child didn’t take.  The shopkeeper was surprised.. he is such a small child and why is he not taking the sweets from the bottle. Again he said to take the sweets...Now the mother also heard that and said, 'Take the sweets dear.'  Yet he didnt take... The shopkeeper seeing the child not taking the sweets, he himself took the sweets and gave it to the child... The child was happy to get two hands full of sweets... While returning home the Mother asked the child,  'Why didn’t you take the sweets when the shopkeeper told you to take?' The child replied, 'Mom, my hands are very small, and if I take the sweets, I can only take few. But, now you see -when uncle gave with his big hands.... how many more sweets I got ???

When we take we may get little; but, when God - The Almighty gives, He gives us more beyond our expectations. ... more than what we can hold...!!

Our Earth with Blessing
( photo-dhruwadeepti)

Let us all enjoy The Gentle Art of Blessing by Pierre Pradervand

On awakening, bless this day, for it is already full of unseen good which your blessings will call forth; for to bless is to acknowledge the unlimited good that is embedded in the very texture of the universe and awaiting each and all.

On passing people in the street, on the bus, in places of work and play, bless them. The peace of your blessing will accompany them on their way and the aura of its gentle fragrance will be a light to their path.

On meeting and talking to people, bless them in their health, their work, their joy, their relationships to God, themselves, and others. Bless them in their abundance, their finances ... bless them in every conceivable way, for such blessings not only sow seeds of healing but one day will spring forth as flowers of joy in the waste places of your own life.

As you walk, bless the city in which you live, its government and teachers, its nurses and street sweepers, its children and bankers, its priests and prostitutes. The minute anyone expresses the least aggression or unkindness to you, respond with a blessing: bless them totally, sincerely, joyfully, for such blessings are a shield which protects them from the ignorance of their misdeed, and deflects the arrow that was aimed at you.

To bless means to wish, unconditionally, total, unrestricted good for others and events from the deepest wellspring in the innermost
chamber of your heart. It means to hallow, to hold in reverence, to behold with utter awe that which is always a gift from the Creator. He who is hallowed by your blessing is set aside, consecrated, holy, whole. To bless is yet to invoke divine care upon, to think or speak gratefully for, to confer happiness upon - although we ourselves are never the bestower, but simply the joyful witnesses of Life's abundance.

To bless all without discrimination of any sort is the ultimate form of giving, because those you bless will never know from whence came the sudden ray of sun that burst through the clouds of their skies, and you will rarely be a witness to the sunlight in their lives.

When something goes completely ask new in your day, some unexpected event knocks down your plans and you also, burst into blessing: for life is teaching you a lesson, and the very event you believe to be unwanted, you yourself called forth, so as to learn the lesson you might balk against were you not to bless it. Trials are blessings in disguise, and hosts of angels follow in their path.

To bless is to acknowledge the omnipresent, universal beauty hidden to material eyes; it is to activate that law of attraction which, from the furthest reaches of the universe, will bring into your life exactly what you need to experience and enjoy.

When you pass a prison, mentally bless its inmates in their innocence and freedom, their gentleness, pure essence and unconditional forgiveness; for one can only be prisoner of one's self-image, and a free man can walk unshackled in the courtyard of a jail, just as citizens of countries where freedom reigns can be prisoners when fear lurks in their thoughts.

When you pass a hospital, bless its patients in their present wholeness, for even in their suffering, this wholeness awaits in them to be discovered. When your eyes behold a man in tears, or seemingly broken by life, bless him in his vitality and joy: for the material senses present but the inverted image of the ultimate splendor and perfection which only the inner eye beholds.

It is impossible to bless and to judge at the same time. So hold constantly as a deep, hallowed, intoned thought that desire to bless, for truly then shall you become a peacemaker, and one day you shall, everywhere, behold the very face of God.

And of course, above all, don't forget to bless the utterly beautiful person YOU are!
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