The disciple, wanting to tease the master, said with a chuckle, “Here’s a question for you. Imagine that you’re sleeping. Imagine that you’re dreaming. A big lion is chasing you. You try to run away and you see a tiger coming in front of you. You turn sideways, but every side you turn to, you find a ferocious animal coming after you. How can you escape?”

And the master, with a twinkle in his eye, and confidence is his voice, said, “Wake up!”

Source: As retold by Philip Chircop


By waking up, one enters a whole new world of reality, different from that of the dream world. What was a huge problem in the dream state becomes a non-issue in the waking state.

“We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us even in our soundest sleep. I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by a conscious endeavour. It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look, which morally we can do. To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.”Henry David Thoreau, Walden



Author: philipchircop

An artist at heart and madly in love with all things beautiful and soulful: music, painting, sculpture, photography, film, theatre, poetry, good company, good food, good wine and more. I believe that beauty is a wonderful entry into the mystery of the God “whose centre is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere.” God can be sensed in all things if and when we engage in a long, loving look at the real that surrounds us. I consider myself a seeker with bottomless curiosity, an eternal student of life, exploring fresh and creative ways to proclaim the Good News in the hope of helping fellow pilgrims and seekers to embrace real and radical changes that will lead to conversion and transformation.

2 thoughts on “WAKE UP AND STAY AWAKE”

  1. Your post today reminded me of this. Every blessing.

    The Inner History of a Day

    No one knew the name of this day;
    > Born quietly from deepest night,
    > It hid its face in light,
    > Demanded nothing for itself,
    > Opened out to offer each of us
    > A field of brightness that traveled ahead,
    > Providing in time, ground to hold our footsteps
    > And the light of thought to show the way.
    > The mind of the day draws no attention;
    > It dwells within the silence with elegance
    > To create a space for all our words,
    > Drawing us to listen inward and outward.
    > We seldom notice how each day is a holy place
    > Where the eucharist of the ordinary happens,
    > Transforming our broken fragments
    > Into an eternal continuity that keeps us.
    > Somewhere in us a dignity presides
    > That is more gracious than the smallness
    > That fuels us with fear and force,
    > A dignity that trusts the form a day takes.
    > So at the end of this day, we give thanks
    > For being betrothed to the unknown
    > And for the secret work
    > Through which the mind of the day
    > And wisdom of the soul become one.
    > John O’Donohue


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