FALLING INTO THE CUP

Once there were two ants sitting on the rim of a cup that contained amrta, the nectar of immortality. As they were talking, one of the ants lost his balance and was about to fall into the cup. He somehow managed to get back on the rim. The other ant asked him, ‘Why don’t you want to fall into the cup? Even if you drown in this, you will become only immortal.’

The first ant replied, ‘But I don’t want to drown!’

Source: Nithyananda Paramahamsa, Bhagavad Gita Demystified, Volume 3 (Life Bliss Foundation, 2009) page 260

 CONSIDER THIS

We don’t realize that merging with the collective consciousness will liberate us in totality. We resist and hold on to ourselves. As long as we do not disappear into the collective consciousness, we continuously create hell for ourselves and for others.

“Listen carefully: Unless a grain of wheat is buried in the ground, dead to the world, it is never any more than a grain of wheat. But if it is buried, it sprouts and reproduces itself many times over. In the same way, anyone who holds on to life just as it is destroys that life. But if you let it go, reckless in your love, you’ll have it forever, real and eternal.” (John 12:24-45, The Message)

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WHEAT FROM EGYPTIAN TOMBS

A handful of wheat,
five thousand years old,
was found in the tomb
of one of the kings
of ancient Egypt.
Someone planted the grains
and, to the amazement of all,
the grains came to life.

When a person is enlightened his or her words become like seeds, full of life and energy. And they can remain in seed form for centuries until they are sown in a receptive, fertile heart.

I used to think the words of scripture were dead and dry. I know now that they are full of energy and life. But it was my heart that was stony and dead, so how could anything grow there?

Source | Anthony De Mello, SJ | The Song of the Bird, page 47

 

PLAYING IT SAFE

A young reporter wanted to get a feel for agriculture, so he called upon a farmer and said, “How’s your wheat coming along?” The farmer replied, “I didn’t plant any.”

“Really?” asked the reporter. “I thought this was supposed to be wheat country.”

“Some say it is,” Came the reply. “But I was afraid we might not see enough rain this year.”

“Well, what about your corn? How is it doing?” the young man inquired.

“Didn’t plant corn this year,” the farmer said. “I was afraid of disease”

“Alfalfa?”

“No. Afraid the price might drop.”

“Well, then,” asked the reporter, “what did you plant?”

“Nothing,” the farmer said. “I just played it safe.”

Source | Unknown

PONDER AND CONSIDER 
Do you recognize yourself in that story? We cut out a lot of life playing it safe. Sometimes we all play it so safe that we are bound to lose. The farmer did not plant corn and did not plant wheat and did not plant alfalfa, because there was a risk which accompanied planting each one.  Something might go wrong in each case, so he played it safe by planting nothing, and he ended up with exactly that – nothing.

Do not play it too safe because that can be the most dangerous thing you can do in the world.  Of course, unnecessary risk-taking is foolish. But if life is to be lived fully, then saying “no”to our fears and taking a risk may be the first step to success.  It takes courage to do what we have never done before and to go where we have never been before.  But if we did not do that, we would all have stayed in our mother’s wombs and never lived at all.

  • Don’t play for safety. It’s the most dangerous thing in the world.  | Sir Hugh Walpole
  • “Many great ideas have been lost because the people who had them could not stand being laughed at.” | Anon
  • You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. You can’t get there by bus, only by hard work, risking, and by not quite knowing what you’re doing. What you’ll discover will be wonderful – yourself. | Alan Alda
  • Risk more than others think is safe. Care more than others think is wise. Dream more than others think is practical. Expect more than others think is possible. | Claude Thomas Bissell