From With-Out to Within

There is a parable I read somewhere about a woman who wanted to adorn her reflection. She looked at herself in the mirror and found her bare body and head unattractive. Her reflection disgusted her. She ran in and brought a number of ornaments and began to adorn the reflection with them. But she could not. When she took the ornament near the image in the mirror, it looked as though (in the mirror) the ornaments are being taken away from the reflection. At last, she started wearing the ornaments on her own self. To her wonder, the image in the mirror also put the ornaments on and looked beautiful.

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The Farmer and His Horse

Once there was a farmer whose horse ran away. Next day his neighbors came over to sympathize and said, “What happened is so bad. We feel sorry for you.”. The farmer replied, “Bad? I don’t know, maybe.” The neighbor was surprised since the horse was the farmers costliest possession. Two days later, the horse that ran away came back with six more horses. So the neighbors came over to celebrate, “Congratulations, what good luck !”. The farmer replied, “Good? I don’t know, maybe”. A few days later, his son while trying to tame one of the new horse, is thrown down and breaks his leg. The neighbors again gathered to commiserate, “What happened is so bad. We feel sorry for you and your son.” The farmer replied, “Bad? I don’t know, maybe”. The next day, the army men came to the village looking for able-bodied youth to fight in a war but spared the farmer’s son since his body was crippled. This can go on and on but I think you get the point.

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The Journey is Too Short

There was this girl traveling on a bus enjoying the beautiful scenes she could see from the window. On one stop, a very hefty lady got in with 3 huge shopping bags.  She scanned the whole bus and decided to sit right next to this girl. She sat with great force taking 1 1/2 seat and while she sat her bags swung onto the girl.  So the girl had to adjust in only half of the remaining seat and being thin she was fine with that. The lady then checked everyone out on the bus and at last checked the girl who was sitting right next to her. She saw that the girl had her bags on her lap. This made the lady furious and she pulled those bags away from her and screamed, “Are you trying to take my stuff !”. The girl just gave the bags away with a smile and didn’t say anything and again started looking out of the window.

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The Game Of Form

A soul, the life energy, a tiny infinitesimally point of light is the one that animates the form. It plays the game of form. Changing one form to another. It is eternal and the costumes it is taking is just a mortal form. Somewhere in this journey of the soul, the soul forgot its true self. It started thinking it is the form!

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