Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
"What shall we do Master?" Asked the student.
The teacher looked at the student and answered in a calm voice: "There are several options. We can fill our minds with paralyzing fear so that we cannot move, and let the tiger do with us whatever pleases it. We can faint. We can run away, but then it will run after us. We can fight with it, but physically it is stronger than us."
"We can pray to god to save us. We can choose to influence the tiger with the power of our mind, if our concentration is strong enough. We can send it love. We can also concentrate and meditate on our inner power, and on the fact that we are one with the entire universe, including the tiger, and in this way influence its soul."
"Which option do you choose?"
"You are the Master. You tell me what to do. We haven't much time", responded the student.
The master turned his gaze fearlessly towards the tiger, emptied his mind from all thoughts, and entered samadhi (a kind of trance). In his consciousness he embraced everything in the universe including the tiger. In this deep meditation the consciousness of the teacher became one with consciousness of the tiger.
Meanwhile the student started to shiver with fear, as the tiger was already quite close, ready to make a leap at them. He was amazed at how his teacher could stay so calm and detached in the face of danger.
Meanwhile the teacher continued to meditate without fear. After a little while, the tiger gradually lowered its head and tail and went away.
The student asked his teacher in astonishment, "What did you do?"
"Nothing. I just cleared all thoughts from my mind and united myself in spirit with the tiger. We became united in peace on the spiritual level. The tiger sensed the inner calmness, peace, and unity and felt no threat or need to express violence, and so walked away."
"When the mind is silent and calm, its peace is automatically transmitted to everything and everyone around, influencing them deeply", concluded the teacher.
FROM: Vandana Chhatpar
Dr. Martin Luther King said, "Everyone has the power of greatness; not for fame, but greatness. Because greatness is determined by service."...
“To get what you've never had, you must do what you've never done.”
Understanding this short quote can be the difference between winning or losing; between greatness or mediocrity. It captures the essence of discipline.
Best-selling author, Brian Tracy, has written a book that can change your life "The Power of Discipline 7 ways it can Change Your Life".
An excerpt from Why are some people more successful than others? Why do some people make more money, live happier lives and accomplish much more in the same number of years than the great majority?
The Power of Discipline
By Brian Tracy
I started out in life with few advantages. I did not graduate from high school. I worked at menial jobs. I had limited education, limited skills and a limited future.
And then I began asking, “Why are some people more successful than others?” This question changed my life.
Over the years, I have read thousands of books and articles on the subjects of success and achievement. It seems that the reasons for these accomplishments have been discussed and written about for more than two thousand years, in every conceivable way. One quality that most philosophers, teachers and experts agree on is the importance of self-discipline. As Al Tomsik summarized it years ago, “Success is tons of discipline.”
Some years ago, I attended a conference in Washington. It was the lunch break and I was eating at a nearby food fair. The area was crowded and I sat down at the last open table by myself, even though it was a table for four.
A few minutes later, an older gentleman and a younger woman who was his assistant came along carrying trays of food, obviously looking for a place to sit.
With plenty of room at my table, I immediately arose and invited the older gentleman to join me. He was hesitant, but I insisted. Finally, thanking me as he sat down, we began to chat over lunch.
It turned out that his name was Kop Kopmeyer. As it happened, I immediately knew who he was. He was a legend in the field of success and achievement. Kop Kopmeyer had written four large books, each of which contained 250 success principles that he had derived from more than fifty years of research and study. I had read all four books from cover to cover, more than once.
After we had chatted for awhile, I asked him the question that many people in this situation would ask, “Of all the one thousand success principles that you have discovered, which do you think is the most important?”
He smiled at me with a twinkle in his eye, as if he had been asked this question many times, and replied, without hesitating, “The most important success principle of all was stated by Thomas Huxley many years ago. He said, 'Do what you should do, when you should do it, whether you feel like it or not.'”
He went on to say, “There are 999 other success principles that I have found in my reading and experience, but without self-discipline, none of them work.”
Self-discipline is the key to personal greatness. It is the magic quality that opens all doors for you, and makes everything else possible. With self-discipline, the average person can rise as far and as fast as his talents and intelligence can take him. But without self-discipline, a person with every blessing of background, education and opportunity will seldom rise above mediocrity.
In the pages ahead I will describe seven areas of your life where the practice of self-discipline will be key to your success. These areas include goals, character, time management, personal health, money, courage and responsibility. It is my hope that you'll find a few “nuggets” that will help make your dreams come true.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
One day there was a crisis in the IT department. They desperately needed software for extracting images from their old database and inserting into the new one. All of them suggested Prashanta to make it and he calmly agreed and set about making it. The finished product was very professional looking and worked wonderfully.
Everyone was pleased with the software and highly praised Prashanta, but he remained unaffected by their praise and would calmly thank them. Seeing his nonchalance a friend asked him how he could be so calm and unaffected when even the CEO himself was very pleased and excited about the software. "Don't you feel proud to have created such a fine piece of software? Asked his friend.
To his query Prashanta replied, "I am not the doer, I am simply the MEDIUM."
FROM: Vandana Chhatpar
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
A man had a parrot of which he was excessively fond. He kept it in a silver cage and fed it fruits andnuts and anything else the bird asked for, for the parrot was so cleverit could engage in conversation.
"I advised you never to believe everything you hear but you immediately believed me when I told you I had two gems in my stomach. Could I have survived if I really had two gems in my stomach?" said the bird.And with that, the parrot flew away, leaving the merchant gaping.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror, for peaceful towering mountains were all around it. Overhead was a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. All who saw this picture thought that it was a perfect picture of peace.
The other picture had mountains too. But these were rugged and bare. Above was an angry sky from which rain fell and in which lightening played. Down the side of the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall. This did not look peaceful at all. But when the King looked, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush growing in a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird had built her nest. There, in the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the mother bird on her nest... Perfect peace.
Which picture do you think won the prize?
The King chose the second picture. Do you know why? "Because," explained the King, "peace does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. Peace means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of peace."
Twisted, nude and soaking wet on the floor of the shower stall I sat. "Bill," I hollered, "Bill," I screamed!
Bill is hard hearing mind you, thus the reason for my bellowing.
"Yes,"he said on hearing my scream. "What'd you want, Oh my goodness!" he exclaimed upon arriving in the bathroom and seeing my predicament."Here let me get you up!"
"Bill you can't lift me."
"Yes I can!"
I began to laugh.
"Now here, let me get a hold of you."
Picture this, a 'well' past middle age woman, 'well' past her prime weight of 120 pounds, weakened from the effects of Multiple Sclerosis, sitting twisted on the floor of a small shower stall. It was not a pretty sight even with the 'largest' stretch of the imagination! The shower stall had sliding glass doors, which limited his access to the whole of my generous physique. With my weakened legs there was no way I could untwist myself and stand upright. I was stuck! He was frantic; I was calm.
"You can't get to me, even if you could, you couldn't lift me, just see if you can help me on my knees" I said.
"Ok, Ok," he said nervously.
Picture this if you can, a whale still wet from the ocean, dumped out on a newly waxed row boat. Those uncooperative legs of mine could not be situated so as to get me on my knees, not on that wet floor, no matter how hard the both of us tried. He placed a towel under my legs and it too only slid out from under me. So here I was slip, sliding and slithering around, not exactly looking like a desirable mermaid. You get the picture?
"Come on, let me get a hold of you and get you up from there," he still was not going to give up, no matter the extreme impossibility of the situation. By this time though, the water logged, nautical, way faring sea monster that I was, began to dry out and become somewhat less slippery. My husband though was no less frantic in his pursuit to get his disabled wife out of these circumstances.
"Here put that towel down again and see if I can't crawl out of here," I instructed. My position and the whole picture of me kept playing over in my mind and the more it ran the funnier it got. I started giggling - laughing and my husband became nervously irritated. Here I was in all my generous glory slithering out of the shower stall, he trying to be my care giver, becoming more irritated that I was not accepting his need to help. My laughter was becoming hysterical. His frustration became aggravation and increased with intensity. The more upset he became the more I laughed, until finally after much effort - I was somehow out, on my feet and in his arms.
We all deal with our disabilities in different ways. He became annoyed at himself for his inability to help me and interpreted my laughter as making light of the situation. I on the other hand was flustered with my loss of capabilities; only my pride had been injured. I could cry or laugh at myself. With his arms around me I explained, "Honey if I don't laugh and see the comedy in this, I will cry, so I choose to laugh; don't be mad at me."
"I'm not mad at you," he soothingly reassured me, "I just worry about you, you could have hurt yourself really bad."
"I know, I know, but I'm all right. You must admit I was a funny sight."
It takes a special man to deal with the disabilities of the woman with whom he lives and loves. When he sees the disease take her from a vibrant, young, attractive female to an aging woman, fighting for whatever dignity she can pull from the vice-like grip of such a devastating disease. It takes a strong man in character though not necessarily in strength. It takes a love that lies deeper than what is seen with the eyes. It takes gentleness and kind heartedness, patience and a man sure of his own masculinity. It takes effort and labor with his hands, his head and his heart. It takes an extraordinary man, a superior breed not often found; their care giving comes from the heart and soul. They stay for the duration no matter the outcome.
"I love you," I told him.
"I love you too," he assured me.
In his arms I feel his strength when I am weak. There are moments I cry in pain or frustration and he holds me and I am renewed by his devotion.There are days I laugh and am like a young girl again and I see that far away look in his eyes. Sometimes I struggle like in the shower and he gets irritated, concerned for my safety and I look in his heart and I see tears fall. Sometimes I laugh to keep from crying. Sometimes we laugh together to keep from crying and when we do; we are both strengthened for yet another day.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
By Rick Jelusich
Inspiration comes in the moment, fueled by the intense, white-hot desire for communication with the inner self that is beyond questioning. It is that inspiration we seek that makes us unique and fires our connection to the divine essence.
It seems we are having a lot of conversations these days; conversations with God, with angels, and the like, as is reflected in many books by the same titles. And yet, none of those conversations you read are as deep as the inner conversations, the inner dialogue, that you engage in every day.
Perhaps reading those words of inspired others’ inner connections reaches a deep and reflective place in you, and that is so good.
But please realize that the deep place within your heart and soul is already securely in place. It is but touched by your desire to open that door which opens inward through the strength of your yielding to higher self.
And how wonderful it is, for is it not you that has grasped the book, the tape, the lecture that would reach you so deeply? Did you not make the effort to seek that which you already possess? Have you not seen your inner beauty today?
Let me tell you a little about yourself. You are a wise, beautiful and magnificent being of light; composed of love, wisdom, and will as the father/mother God. In you there are infinite possibilities, infinite expression of the divine, and infinite compassion. You walk about the world as one who is asleep, yet possesses the keys of the universe in your heart’s desires.
You awaken to your true self when you are loving, kind, and harmless. If you could only see the infinite power you possess, the so-called problems of the world would evaporate into their proper perspective as way-showers of your own greatness as a child of God’s love.
You are the same as any holy person who has ever walked this planet or any other. You are composed of the same love, the same wisdom, and you walk in the grace of the divine as one who is cherished and protected.
In you, there are infinite horizons to explore; infinite vistas of beauty and passion to behold and describe. In you, there is limitless expression of joy and exuberance for the dance of life.
Cascading rivulets of shimmering light emanate from your centre; your God centre, emanating and radiating the power of God’s will, expressing itself through the gift of your personal interpretation of the uniqueness of individuated creation. Power flows through you as a rhythmic beat of the universal flow of God, in synchronistic patterns at once sacred in their geometries and subtle in their ultimate sophistication.
In pure and effortless song, you sing the joy in your heart through your actions, your physical body in concert with the symphony your heart and mind enjoy in the mind and heart of God.
You overcome all earthly challenges, uniquely and with focus meeting with your own divine integrity. Holding the sword of Michael, you cleave order from disorder, reality from illusion. You seek the counsel of the wise ones who serve God and divine plan. Those whom you would call guides, you surround yourself in the cocoon of their wise and loving counsel, always holding your light, your integrity in the foreground of your love in service.
And in service, you seek not to get, but to give. For in giving, you receive. And you allow yourself to receive that which is divinely yours: the loving heart and the wise mind, the compassionate soul and the radiant countenance of one who has seen the face of God in the infant, the spouse, the sick, the suffering, the enemy and the self.
You are composed of all the beauty that ever existed and ever will exist. Love flows from you as the mighty waterfall gives forth its abundant waters: freely and with the gravity of selfless service if flows outward. In your eyes are the shaman, the priest, the holy one, the elder, the crone, the mother and the father.
Oh, how I love you. That you would come into expression as a face of the divine presence. That you and I would sit in conversation about things divine in the passing of everyday life. That you merely exist as a being of God.
That we would see each other as we truly are; radiant beings of light and love, filled with the inner knowing of a divine connection unseverable and infinite. That you would express your divinity through compassionate and harmless actions. That we would seek nothing from each other save to express the manifold ways that we love, that we seek peace, that we seek God.
(Writer is an internationally known psychic, healer & spiritual accelerator)
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
This one is a lovely mail and you should read it... A good one too..
I am sure you will like it.
"A saint asked his disciples, 'Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?'
Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose our calm, we shout for that.'
'But, why to shout when the other person is just next to you?' asked the Saint. 'Isn't it possible to speak to him or her with a soft voice? Why do you shout at a person when you're angry?'
Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the saint.
Finally he explained, 'When two people are angry at each other, their Hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other through that great distance.'
Then the saint asked, 'What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, why? Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is very small...'
The saint continued, 'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.'
MORAL: When you argue do not let your hearts get distant, do not say words that distance each other more, else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return."
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
What you earn is between you and Human Resources, Solovic says. Disclosure indicates you aren't capable of keeping a confidence.
"Nobody really cares about your aches and pains, your latest operation, your infertility woes or the contents of your medicine cabinet," Lopeke says. To your employer, your constant medical issues make you seem like an expensive, high-risk employee.
Whomever you're gossiping with will undoubtedly tell others what you said, Solovic says.. Plus, if a co-worker is gossiping with you, most likely he or she will gossip about you.
Constant complaints about your workload, stress levels or the company will quickly make you the kind of person who never gets invited to lunch, Solovic warns. If you don't agree with company policies and procedures, address it through official channels or move on.
The spirit of keeping up with the Joneses is alive and well in the workplace, Lopeke says, but you don't want others speculating on the lifestyle you're living –or if you're living beyond your salary bracket.
Don't share intimate details about your personal life. Co-workers can and will use the information against you, Solovic says.
"People have strong, passionate views on both topics," Solovic says. You may alienate a co-worker or be viewed negatively in a way that could impact your career.
Breakups, divorces and baby-making plans should be shared only if there is a need to know, Lopeke says. Otherwise, others will speak for your capabilities, desires and limitations on availability, whether there is any truth to their assumptions or not.
What you say in a social networking community or in your personal blog may be even more damaging than what you say in person, Solovic warns. "Comments online can be seen by multiple eyes. An outburst of anger when you are having a bad day … can blow up in your face."
If you don't agree with a co-worker's lifestyle, wardrobe or professional abilities, confront that person privately or keep it to yourself, Lopeke says. The workplace is not the venue for controversy.
It's perfectly fine to have fun during the weekend, but don't talk about your wild adventures on Monday, Solovic advises. That information can make you look unprofessional and unreliable.
"Failed marriages and volatile romances spell instability to an employer," Lopeke says. Office romances lead to gossip and broken hearts, so it's best to steer clear. "The safest way to play is to follow the rule, 'Never get your honey where you get your money.'"
You can assume your co-worker wouldn't be offended or would think something is funny, but you might be wrong, Solovic says. Never take that risk. Furthermore, even if you know for certain your colleague wouldn't mind your comment, don't talk about it at work. Others can easily overhear.