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DON'T SCOLD THE LOVER

Moses heard a shepherd on the road praying:

“Lord, where are you? I want to help you, to fix your shoes and comb your hair. I want to wash your clothes and pick the lice off.

“I want to bring you milk to kiss your little hands and feet when it’s time for you to go to bed.

“I want to sweep your room and keep it neat. God, my sheep and goats are yours. ”

“Who are you talking to?” Moses could stand it no longer.

“Only something that grows needs milk. Only some one with feet needs shoes. Not G’d!” 

The shepherd repented and tore his clothes and sighed and wandered out into the desert.


A sudden revelation came then to Moses.

“You have separated me from one of my own.
“Did you come as a Prophet to unite, or to sever?
“I have given each being a separate and unique way of seeing and knowing and saying that knowledge.

“What seems wrong to you is right for him.
“What is poison to one is honey to someone else.
“Purity and impurity, sloth and diligence in worship, these mean nothing to me.
“I am apart from all that. Ways of worshiping are not to be ranked as better or worse than one another.
“It’s not me that’s glorified in acts of worship. It’s the worshipers!
“I don’t hear the words they say. I look inside at the humility.
“Forget phraseology. I want burning, burning. Be friends with your burning.
“Burn up your thinking and your forms of expression!
“Lovers who burn are another.

“Don’t scold the Lover. The “wrong” way he talks is better than a hundred “right” ways of others.
“When you look in a mirror, you see yourself, not the state of the mirror.
“The flute player puts breath into a flute, and who makes the music?
“Not the flute. The flute player!

“Whenever you speak praise or thanksgiving to Me, it’s always like this dear shepherd’s simplicity.”

You Can’t Unfry An Egg But There Is No Law Against Thinking About It !


If I had my life to live over, I would try to make more mistakes


I would relax. I know of very few things that I would take seriously.
I would go more places. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less bran.
I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary troubles.
You see, I have been one of those fellows who live prudently and sanely, hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I have had my moments. But if I had it to do over again, I would have more of them – a lot more.
I never go anywhere without a thermometer, a gargle, a raincoat and a parachute.
If I had it to do over, I would travel lighter.
If I had my life to live over, I would pay less attention to people telling us we must learn Latin or


History; otherwise we will be disgraced and ruined and flunked and failed.
I would seek out more teachers who inspire relaxation and fun.
If I had my life to live over, I would start barefooted a little earlier in the spring and stay that way a little later in the fall.
I would shoot more paper wads at my teachers.
I would keep later hours.
I’d have more sweethearts.
I would go to more circuses.
I would be carefree as long as I could, or at least until I got some care- instead of having my cares in advance.
I doubt, however, that I’ll do much damage with my creed.
The opposition is too strong.
There are too many serious people trying to get everybody else to be too darned serious.
( Don Harold )

------- Earth Goddesses --------

Isis (Egypt)
Not only was she a principal deity in the rites connected with the dead, but she was also a magical healer, and as a mother figure and arbiter of fertility rites, she was a role model for women. Isis was the daughter of the earth god Geb and the sky goddess Nut and was married to Osiris, King of Egypt, whom she restored as a mummy after his brother Seth threw him in the Nile and then chopped him into pieces.

Artemis (Greece)
Daughter of Zeus and Leto and the twin sister of Apollo, the sun god. Most commonly thought of as the goddess of the hunt, she is often depicted with a quiver full of arrows, and accompanied by a deer or a bear. However, Artemis could also refer to a number of other deities, depending on the time period or the region — and many of them had a more nurturing role.

Frigga (Scandinavia)
Wife of Odin, associated with the hearth, the mead hall and childbirth. But while that seems a boring portfolio, it’s an important one given the violence and instability of Scandinavia in the dark ages. Frigga is also remembered in the context of her spinning wheel, twining the threads of fate that tie all humanity.

Durga (India)

Durga (“the inaccessible”) is considered the mother of the universe. It’s only right that such a powerful deity have at least eight arms, ride a lion, and be able to defeat demons that other gods cannot. It’s also fitting that the beautiful protective-warrior goddess have a festival in her honor each year.

Nu Gua (China)

Nu Gua established the norms for marriage and developed the rules of conduct between the sexes. But she did much more than that. Pillars of heaven need refurbishing? fixed them. Corners of the earth broken? Nu Gua brought her tool kit of a tortoise and melted-down stones.
Gaia (Greece)
Hesiod writes in his Theogony that she showed up after, but is not the child of, Chaos. “Broad-bosomed Earth (Gaia), sure-standing place for all / The Gods who live on snowy Olympus’ peak” creates the sky, the mountains, and the sea. That sky (Uranus), “an equal to herself,” is not just her offspring; he also becomes her husband.

Danu (Ireland)

Mother of the earth, the gods, fertility, wisdom, wind and of all the Celtic people. When the Tuatha De Danaan, or people of the goddess Danu, reached Ireland’s shores to wage war against the Fir Bolg — a race of evil giants — Danu provided them sustenance, life and law.

insun (Sumeria)

insun means Lady Wild Cow, “the flawless cow,” “the wild cow of the enclosure” and “the mother of good offspring that loves the offspring.” It’s said that she was the divine power behind the qualities that herdsmen hoped for in their own cows. She was also represented in human form and could actually give birth to humans.

" LIFE STORM " --- a question

Are coincidences in our life are a part of our destiny and if everything is written as we say ‘maktub’, then what is the point in following our dreams?  

There was an old man who had a dream one night that he would be protected from a ravaging storm that would engulf his whole village.

The next day, as expected, a terrible storm came to his region. The first day a neighbor of his offered help for him to flee – help that he denied since he was sure God was going to help him.

The second day, when he had to take refuge in the second floor of his house given that the waters had taken over all of the first floor, a rescue team came to his house and offered him to get out of there – help that he again refused given that God had promised him to get out of there.

The third day came a helicopter to rescue him but he was adamant that God was going to save him.

Not long after he drowned and died. Once in heaven he complained to God: “why didn’t you help me as you promised?”

To which God replied: ” I sent your neighbor, a rescue squad and even a helicopter to which you simply declined!”

You see Saakshi: things are written, but you need to be attentive to the signs that constantly try to remind you that life wishes you to be “saved”. And salvation is the path that leads you to your dream, your fulfillment in this life.

PARENTS AND CHILDREN ----- Khalil Gibran --- Paulo Coelho

Khalil Gibran has an excellent text about parents and children:

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Wisdom ( Paulo Coelho's Blog )

Dictionary: Deep Knowledge of  Things, Natural or Acquired; Erudition; Rectitude
According to the New Testament: But it was what the world calls foolish that God chose to put the wise to shame with, and it was what the world calls weak that God chose to shame its strength with (Corinthians 1: 25-27).

According to Islam: A wise man became a object of irony for the inhabitants of the city. One day he was walking down the main street with some of his disciples when a group of men and women began to insult him. The wise man went up to them and blessed them.
When they left, one of the disciples remarked:

: : : : : The Rose ( Paulo Coelho's Blog ) : : : :

A rose longed for the company of the bees, but none would come to her.
Even so, the flower was still capable of dreaming. When she felt all alone, she would imagi­ne a garden filled with bees that came to kiss her. And so she managed to resist until the next day, when she opened her petals again.

“Aren’t you tired?” another rose asked her.

“No. I have to go on fighting.”

“Why?”

“Because if I don’t open up, I wither.

:::::::::::::::::: HOPE :::::::::::::::::::

According to the Dictionary: A Tendency of the spirit to consider something as Probable; the second of the Theological Virtues; Expectation; Supposition; Probability


The Individual’s Three Greatest Hopes

1] Meeting The Beloved One 

2]  To Be Rich

3] Immortality

(Source: Irving Wallace, The Book of Lists, 1977)

Ancient Greeks In one of the classic myths of the Creation, one of the gods, furious at the fact that Prometheus stole fire and in doing so gave men their independence, sends Pandora to marry her brother Epimetheus. Pandora brings along a box,

: : : : : : : : SANTA CLAUS : : : : : : : : :

There are three stages of a man’s life


He believes in Santa Claus

He doesn’t believe in Santa Claus

He is Santa Claus

One of the problems we have in this world is that too many adults believe in Santa Claus, and too many children don’t   ---  Lee Lauer 

A critic is a man who found out when he was about ten that there wasn’t any Santa Claus, and he’s still upset ------ James Gould Cozzens 

Santa Claus has the right idea: visit people once a year  -------  Victor Borge 

I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph.  --------  Shirley Temple

Christmas is a time when kids tell Santa what they want and adults pay for it. Deficits are when adults tell the government what they want and their kids pay for it.  --------  Richard Lamm

Alas! How dreary would be the world if there was no Santa Claus! There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence.  ---------  Francis P. Church

Santa Claus is anyone who loves another and seeks to make them happy; who gives himself by thought or word or deed in every gift that he bestows.  --------  Edwin Osgood Grover

Let me see if I’ve got this Santa business straight. You say he wears a beard, has no discernible source of income and flies to cities all over the world under cover of darkness? You sure this guy isn’t laundering illegal drug money?   ------   Tom Armstrong

:::The fisherman and the businessman:::

There was once a businessman who was sitting by the beach in a small Brazilian village.
As he sat, he saw a Brazilian fisherman rowing a small boat towards the shore having caught quite few big fish.
The businessman was impressed and asked the fisherman, “How long does it take you to catch so many fish?”
The fisherman replied, “Oh, just a short while.”
“Then why don’t you stay longer at sea and catch even more?” The businessman was astonished.
“This is enough to feed my whole family,” the fisherman said.
The businessman then asked, “So, what do you do for the rest of the day?”
The fisherman replied, “Well, I usually wake up early in the morning, go out to sea and catch a few fish, then go back

```````Prayer of Forgiveness```````

I do not know why I have to forgive the man I love.

I forgive , not because I want to become a saint but because I do not want to endure this hatred. This tiresome hatred.
This was not what I expected.
You may not forgive everyone and everything, but forgive me.
I forgive everything and everyone. I forgive you because I love you and you do not love me. I forgive you because you reject me and I am losing my power.

I am liberated from hatred by means of forgiveness and love. I understand that suffering, when it cannot be avoided, helps me to advance towards glory.

The tears I shed, I forgive.
The suffering and disappointments, I forgive.
The betrayals and lies, I forgive.
The slandering and scheming, I forgive.
The hatred and persecution, I forgive.
The punches that were given, I forgive.
The shattered dreams, I forgive.
The dead hopes, I forgive.
The disaffection and jealousy, I forgive.
The indifference and ill will, I forgive.
The injustice in the name of justice, I forgive.
The anger and mistreatment, I forgive.
The neglect and oblivion, I forgive.
The world with all its evil, I forgive.

I have not finished yet.

Grief and resentment, I replace with understanding and agreement.
Revolt, I replace with music that comes from my violin.
Pain I replace with oblivion.
Revenge, I replace with victory.
I will be able to love above all discontentment.
To give even when I am stripped of everything.
To work happily even when I find myself in the midst of all obstacles.
To dry tears even when I am still crying.
To believe even when I am discredited. 

Maria’s diary ( Paulo Coelho’s Blog )

Once upon a time, there was a bird. He was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvelous feathers.
One day, a woman saw this bird and fell in love with him.
She invited the bird to fly with her, and the two travelled across the sky in perfect harmony. She admired and venerated and celebrated that bird.
But then she thought: He might want to visit far-off mountains!
And she was afraid, afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird.
And she thought: “I’m going to set a trap. The next time the bird appears, he will never leave again.”
The bird, who was also in love, returned the following day, fell into the trap and was put in a cage.
She looked at the bird every day. There he was, the object of her passion, and she showed him to her friends, who said: “Now you have everything you could possibly want.” 
However, a strange transformation began to take place: now that she had the bird and no longer needed to woo him, she began to lose interest.
The bird, unable to fly and express the true meaning of his life, began to waste away and his feathers to lose their gloss; he grew ugly; and the woman no longer paid him any attention, except by feeding him and cleaning out his cage.

One day, the bird died. The woman felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him. But she did not remember the cage, she thought only of the day when she had seen him for the first time, flying contentedly amongst the clouds.
If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realized that what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion, not his physical body.
Without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and Death came knocking at her door.
“Why have you come?” she asked Death.
“So that you can fly once more with him across the sky,” Death replied.
“If you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him ever more; alas, you now need me in order to find him again.”

:::::::::::::PRAYER:::::::::::::::::

O LORD ! Teach me  to tread upon the sea of life.
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I  LIVE  TO  HALE  THAT  SEASON
WHICH  GIFTED  MIND  HAD   FORETOLD
WHEN  MEN  SHALL  LIVE  BY  REASON
AND  NOT  ALONE  BY  GOLD !
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The Divine gives itself to those who give themselves without reserve... For them the calm, the light, the power, the bliss, the freedom, the wideness, the heights of knowledge, the seas of Ananda ---

Sri Aurobindo