Friday, March 7, 2014

Gratitude

There was a young, poor farmer in Scotland and his name was Fleming. One day, while doing some work, so that he can get some money in order to feed his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby area. He dropped his tools and ran to the place where the noise came from. There he saw a terrified boy, who was half submerged in black swamp, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the boy from the swamp.  Had he not saved the boy, he would have died a slow and terrifying death drowning in that swamp.

The next day, a stylish carriage driven by handsome horses came and stopped in front of the poor farmers front yard.  It was very weird to see such a beautiful carriage in that surrounding.  An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved. He expressed his gratitude and said,

"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."

The Scottish farmer was amazed.

"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," said the Scottish farmer, waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came outside hearing all the noise.


"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.

"Yes," the farmer replied proudly.

At that moment the noble man got an idea and said,

"I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education. If this boy is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be proud of."

And that he did become a great man.
Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia.
And What saved him?
Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman?
Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name?
Sir Winston Churchill.

"Don't hesitate to help anyone at the time of crises."




Thursday, March 6, 2014

Yoga

The ancient yogic discipline is far more than a fitness method for physical health or a psychological tool to achieve peace and happiness. Wellness of body and mind, often touted as the primary benefits of modern yoga practice, is merely a by-product of becoming a fully balanced and vibrantly alive being. The Sanskrit word “yoga” comes from the word “yuj” which means, “to unite.” Hence, yoga is the union of the individual with the whole of existence, also commonly referred to as “self-realization,” “nirvana,” “mukti,” or “enlightenment.” Yoga also refers to the inner technology that will lead one to this experience – a technology formulated from rigorous inner observation, by ancient yogis over thousands of years. With their extraordinary perception and mastery over every aspect of the human mechanism, these great yogis delved into their own systems, uncovering the nature of the cosmos – a macrocosm of the human system.

Initially, yoga was imparted by the Adiyogi (the first yogi), Shiva, over 15,000 years ago. It was Adiyogi who introduced to humanity the idea that one can evolve beyond their present levels of existence. He poured his knowing into the legendary Sapta Rishis, or seven sages, who took the tremendous possibility offered by the yogic science to various parts of the world, including Asia, ancient Persia, northern Africa, and South America. It is this fundamental yet sophisticated science of elevating human consciousness that is the source of the world’s spiritual traditions, predating religion by many thousands of years.

“The very way you breathe, sit, stand, eat, walk, work – everything can become yoga. You can use any process of life to transcend your limitations.” - Sadhguru




Wednesday, March 5, 2014

What Is Prayer?



“Your job then, should you choose to accept it, is to keep searching for the metaphors, rituals and teachers that will help you move ever closer to divinity. The Yogic scriptures say that God responds to the sacred prayers and efforts of human beings in any way whatsoever that mortals choose to worship—just so long as those prayers are sincere.

I think you have every right to cherry-pick when it comes to moving your spirit and finding peace in God. I think you are free to search for any metaphor whatsoever which will take you across the worldly divide whenever you need to be transported or comforted. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's the history of mankind's search for holiness. If humanity never evolved in its exploration of the divine, a lot of us would still be worshipping golden Egyptian statues of cats. And this evolution of religious thinking does involve a fair bit of cherry-picking. You take whatever works from wherever you can find it, and you keep moving toward the light.

The Hopi Indians thought that the world's religions each contained one spiritual thread, and that these threads are always seeking each other, wanting to join. When all the threads are finally woven together they will form a rope that will pull us out of this dark cycle of history and into the next realm. More contemporarily, the Dalai Lama has repeated the same idea, assuring his Western students repeatedly that they needn't become Tibetan Buddhists in order to be his pupils. He welcomes them to take whatever ideas they like out of Tibetan Buddhism and integrate these ideas into their own religious practices. Even in the most unlikely and conservative of places, you can find sometimes this glimmering idea that God might be bigger than our limited religious doctrines have taught us. In 1954, Pope Pius XI, of all people, sent some Vatican delegates on a trip to Libya with these written instructions: "Do NOT think that you are going among Infidels. Muslims attain salvation, too. The ways of Providence are infinite."

But doesn't that make sense? That the infinite would be, indeed ... infinite? That even the most holy amongst us would only be able to see scattered pieces of the eternal picture at any given time? And that maybe if we could collect those pieces and compare them, a story about God would begin to emerge that resembles and includes everyone? And isn't our individual longing for transcendence all just part of this larger human search for divinity? Don't we each have the right to not stop seeking until we get as close to the source of wonder as possible? Even if it means coming to India and kissing trees in the moonlight for a while?

That's me in the corner, in other words. That's me in the spotlight. Choosing my religion.”
― Elizabeth GilbertEat, Pray, Love