Category: Life Journey

The Importance Of Letting Go

Letting Go

The story of a monkey

There once was a happy monkey. He wandered through the jungle, happy to be alive. He stopped to eat delicious fruit when he was hungry, and resting when he was tired.

One day he came upon a house, where he saw a bowl of the most beautiful apples. He took one in each hand and ran back into the forest. Then sniffed the apples and smelled nothing.

He tried to eat them, but hurt his teeth. They were made of wood. They appeared beautiful, however, and when the other monkeys saw them, he held onto them even tighter.

He held his new wooden apples proudly as he wandered the jungle. They glistened red in the sun, and seemed perfect to him. He payed so much attention to them, that he didn’t even notice his growing hunger.

A fruit tree reminded him. He squeezed the apples in his hands, and couldn’t bear to let go of them in order to reach for the real fruit.

In fact, he couldn’t relax, either, if he was to defend his apples. A proud, but hungry and less happy monkey continued to walk along the forest trails.

The wooden apples became heavier, and the poor little monkey began to think about leaving them behind. He was tired, hungry, and he couldn’t climb trees or collect fruit with his hands full. What if he just let go?

Letting go seemed crazy

Letting go seemed crazy, but what else could he do? He was so tired. Seeing the next fruit tree, and smelling it’s fruit was enough. He dropped the wooden apples, reached up for his meal, and was happy again.

Letting Go Of Wooden Apples

Like that little monkey, we sometimes carry things that seem too valuable to let go. A man carries an image of himself as “productive” – carries it like a shiny wooden apple.

But in reality, his busyness leaves him tired, and hungry for a better life. Still, letting go seems crazy. Even his worries are sacred apples – they prove he’s “doing everything he can.” He holds onto them compulsively.

This is a hard thing to see. We identify so strongly with our things even, feeling pain when our cars got dents.

How much more powerfully do we identify with our beliefs and self-ideas? Yet they don’t always feed our souls, do they? And we become tired of defending them.

How else could the story end? The monkey might be found dead of hunger, under a beautiful tree, with fruit within reach, but still grasping his wooden apples.

I chose to end it with him letting go, because only with open hands can we receive.

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Wish Upon A Shooting Star

Wish Upon A Shooting Star

A dreamer

I have always been a dreamer. Even when I was a little kid my thoughts were always full of how my life could be different. Or of how the world could become a better place.

Sometimes, after my mom had tucked me into bed with an instruction to stay no matter what. I’d sneak over to the large window in my bedroom and stare outside into space.

I will find an area of the sky that is with the most stars and I will wait. I will whisper a wish. Though some say wishes always had to be said outloud. And wait for a shooting star to fall and make my wish come true.

My wishes

Sometimes my wishes would be for myself and other times I would make wishes for my friends or my family. I didn’t like it that my knee got all scraped up when I fell down on the playground.

I didn’t like it that other kids got made fun of if they had to wear glasses. So I would make wishes about things like these. Would wait on a shooting star in hopes that my mom would stop crying so much. Or so that my baby sister wouldn’t be sick all the time.

I believed with all my heart that all it took for my dreams to come true was seeing a shooting star fall from the sky. I believed there was something magical about a shooting star, something in it that was the answer to peoples’ problems.

Now as an adult

Even now, as an adult, I find myself wondering if wishing on a shooting star doesn’t in some way help solve the problems of the world. It seems like too many of my childhood wishes got answered.

For there to not be at least a little magic in a shooting star. Of course now my wishes are for bigger things. Near to impossible like world peace or the eradication of all of the world’s poverty.

I dream about a world without violence and about a world where every child has a chance to live. And while most of the time these dreams never make it outside the walls of my own mind, every now and then, I’ll be outside on a clear night and find myself gazing up to the sky and wishing my dreams outloud, just above a whisper.

I’m not sure if I keep looking for a shooting star because I really believe in it’s magic. Or maybe I just reminisce a habit from my childhood. Either way, I guess it is good for me to believe in the power of a little dreaming and of wishing upon a shooting star.

 

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Take It Easy

Take It Easy and Enjoy Life

Childhood

Can you remember your childhood days? During those times, nothing yet seemed complicated – all we had to think about were crayons, cookies, or Santa Claus. We didn’t care about the things we didn’t know because we were just too oblivious of the things that might bother us.

Adulthood

But as we grow older, we get anxious with the things that surround us – life and death, loving and parting, success and failure, to name a few. We find that almost everyday, we are obliged to be concerned about people or events.

Nevertheless, always keep this in mind: Don’t take things as if they are responsible for the way you feel. Events or situations do not trouble you. How you look at them does.

Guidelines

If you miss those carefree days, you just have to look back at how you used to view things then, and you will know what to do now. Here’s a guide to make sure you won’t lose your way:

Cherish the simple things

Trust in the power of a smile or laughter, a kiss or a hug. Believe in kindness, honesty, dreams, and imagination. Living positively is the first step to becoming happy.

Loosen up

Laugh at your mistakes. You might remember the time when you were delivering your speech and your mind went completely blank right in the middle of delivering it. It’s embarrassing.

But most likely, your audience will forget about it in a day or two. We all mess up occasionally. The good thing is that people tend to forget such situations.

Surround yourself with what you love

Get a pet. Retain film moments as keepsakes. Keep away from those that drag you down. If that high-paying job makes you sulk at the thought of having to go to work, find a job you like first before quitting.

If some people force you to comply even if you think of doing otherwise, stay away from their company.

Don’t put off

Go on that trip. Take your Master’s. You’ll never know the extent of your life. Do something, while you can.

Don’t push yourself too hard trying to please everyone

You just can’t. And it never seems to be worth it anyway. When you want to make somebody’s day, start with your loved ones.

Keep fit

Be that attractive person you always picture yourself to be. Cherish your health. It’s the best way of showing you are putting your best face forward.

Do not assume

Don’t fret about forgetting your speech before you actually do it. Don’t worry about not getting the job you want because you might mess up at the interview. It’s good to expect the worst; but don’t end up expecting only the worst.

Alter your way of thinking

When you’re being ridiculed, criticized about your family background, or condemned for past mistakes, put on deaf ears. Don’t believe everything you hear. You know yourself better than everybody else does. Never wallow in self-pity.

Remember

Don’t get upset over things just because it’s how most people would react when faced with the same situation. When you find yourself being negative – angry, down, jealous, etc. – you also unknowingly drain your energy and enthusiasm.\

You just have to try keeping these negative feelings in the low, because giving in to these emotions would sometimes make you unreasonable, and you might end up making bad decisions.

Happiness is always in your grasp. You can attain it, as long as you know how.

 

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Fate – How It Changes Our Plans

Fate – How It Changes Our Plans

Life plans

All of us are working towards some goals. All of us have some plans for our life. We plan for our future, our children, our career and retirement. We are always planning and trying to implement our plans.

While doing all this, we forget to count fate, and that can give us a shock if we are not ready for it. When one makes plans, one should always leave the results to fate. Otherwise the shocks can be disastrous for our equanimity. Let us see how.

There are some who do not believe in fate

Some people don’t believe in fate. How do these people justify few occurrences? For example, why some kids get cancer at a very early age? Why, a person who takes care of his/her health in all the possible ways, is suddenly diagnosed with impossible sounding diseases?

One person survive in an accident while the other person traveling with him/her dies on the spot? Why some people instinctively leave some place, a night before a natural calamity? We hear of so many such miraculous survivals and cruel deaths, that the role of fate becomes impossible to deny.

A journalist who goes out only to fulfill his/her duty gets kidnapped in a foreign country and is killed mercilessly. Why? Few others make all the plans to go to the same place, but change their plans on the way!

The power of fate

Which power makes us act in ways that either help us survive in a disaster or pull us towards one? It is fate. Isn’t it?

What should we do if life is such? We surely cannot stop planning about our future? We surely cannot sit at one place and let fate play its own game. And after thinking about the games fate plays, one cannot plan and be absolutely certain that things will turn out precisely as planned.

What is the best way to live life?

Let us plan and apply all our might to bring the plans to fructification. Let us fight against all the obstacles and try to reach the goals. All of us do whatever we can to achieve what we desire.

Let us leave the results to God. To dream of results and be sure that they will be fulfilled as per our plans may give us a bigger shock, if that does not happen.

 

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Why Do We Feel That Life Can Be Cruel?

Life can be so cruel

The sad truth

Why do we feel that life can be cruel? Watching torture scenes of the prisoners. Thinking of the hunger deaths at many places of the world. Looking at some merciless act around one’s own neighborhood.

Sometimes recollecting the pain we ourselves get from our friends and our enemies. The thought that life can be very cruel comes to mind.

The story of an old man

Recently a story appeared in some newspapers about an old man who came back from jail after 44 years. He was arrested in 1981 for a petty fight with a neighbor and was sent for trial.

Before the trial begin, he was found mentally imbalanced and sent to asylum. He stays in the asylum. At around 2008, after which he was send back to jail for trial.

But all papers relating to his case is nowhere to find by then. Somehow the news filtered out and judiciary was approached about this man’s plight. This man was released recently.

I saw the photograph in the newspapers. It looked as if he was staring at nothing, or was lost in his own pain or something else. But nothing looked natural or happy.

It was a photograph of a life lost. His family had taken him for dead since long, his wife had remarried his brother and life had carried on for them in struggle.

What does this man do now? Who does he come back to? His wife of years ago is no more his wife. The long 38 years have battered him beyond recognition. What will he look forward to?

Pain changes a person

Pain changes a person beyond belief. The battering that one gets from life makes one lose faith in fairness of life. Some unfortunate people undergo so much pain that they no longer remain human beings.

They turn in to some unknown specie that knows how to take pain. The specie that accepts pain, that bears pain, that expects nothing good and that carries on from day to day like a dead person.

They carry so much pain and memories. No amount of compassion can bring them back to the saner world. They have lost their faith in the world, They don’t want to return to that world again to receive more shocks of pain.

All of them are more pained by the memories of the pain. They fear the thought of getting more pain than the pain itself. Life can be very cruel sometimes with some people.

 

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