Friday, January 28, 2011
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street I saw a little girl frozen and shivering in their light clothing and with little prospect of getting a decent meal. I grew angry and said to God: "Why do you allow these things? Why not do anything to fix it? "
For a while, God was silent. But that night, suddenly, he replied: "Certainly I've done. I've done to you. "
(Anthony de Mello)
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eagle nestling gently pushed to the edge of the nest. His heart raced with conflicting emotions at the same time he felt the resistance of children to their insistent pushing.
Why the thrill of flying has to start with the fear of falling?, She thought.
The nest was placed right at the top of a rocky peak. Below, only the air gap and to support the wings of the children.
What if this does not work right now?, They said.
Despite the fear, the eagle knew that this was the time. Its mission was given to be completed, yet remained one final task: the push. The eagle was filled with courage.
While children found no its wings would not have purpose in their lives. While they do not learn to fly not understand the privilege I was born an eagle.
The push was the best gift she could offer. It was her supreme act of love. Then, one by one, she plunged into the abyss.
And then flew!.
(Author unknown)
Sometimes in our lives, circumstances dictate the role of the eagle. They are the ones that push us toward the abyss.
And who knows ... maybe they are the very circumstances, which make us discover that have wings to fly ...
Thursday, January 27, 2011
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One day, arrive in a poor house by the road and come to ask for food.
With good will, the humble inhabitants offer them what little they had.
seeing them as poor, the Master asked: "How do they live?" And the landlord tells him: "Well you see, we have that cow that gives milk. We had a drink and the rest do cheese sell in the village and, with what we get from the sale, we buy what we can. We are poor, but thanks to the vaquita we live. "
After a nap on one side of the house and while it is still night, the Master awakens the learner to monitor progress. As soon as we moved away from the house, he said, "Go back to the house, took the cow and throw it over the cliff."
The boy was frightened, but, true to his vow of obedience, complied with the orders of the Master. His sentiment was horror, and could never overcome the trauma caused this cruel instruction in spirit.
Years later, this young adult learner already having abandoned the Master, took the lot to go through the same path. His spirit could not but overwhelm me to recall the terrible deed he had done and looked for the poor house to learn what had been the fate of the humble family. It cost
find ... where before had been the humble home was now a beautiful house with a landscaped garden, a garden, flowers and various barnyard animals.
"Poor people," he thought to himself "... with my blind obedience, to kill his cow caused them irreparable harm and had to go ...." He walked over and clapped his hands for attention of the residents.
An older man came towards him, her face showed happiness and his clothes were neat and nice ... I was vaguely familiar.
"Lord" he asked, "I could tell what was the family who lived in this house years ago?"
"Well ... You see ... we live in this house forever, never belonged to another family"
Surprised young
insisted: "But, here lived a humble family to which I had the chance to meet many years ago, perhaps they are the same family who knew?, how much progress made for?"
"Ohhh ... I do not remember ... but I have no problem asking to tell ... we lived in a cow that gave us milk and with it we made do for a living. One day, the cow died Rumbled in the Ravine and had to sharpen our wits to survive
. My sons started a garden and its products fed us and allowed us to supply the local market, I learned the arts of pottery and became a famous craftsman, today come from afar to buy my pieces, my wife took up their sewing and garments are also required to thrive miles and hardships of poverty over for us ...
Do you think that if this family still has his cow, where would be today?
Many of us also have cows in our lives. Ideas, excuses and justifications that keep us bound to mediocrity, giving us a false sense of being good when compared to us is a world of opportunities to discover. Opportunities that we can only appreciate once we have "killed" our "cows."
(author unknown)
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But when they had come a distance, said Major:
"One of us, the room is a simple, no more than sanity. Without knowledge, with mere sanity, one obtains the favor of kings. Therefore, we will not share with him our earnings. Let him return home.
The second said:
"My intelligent friend, you lack wisdom. Go home.
The third said:
"This is not so proceeding. As children we played together. Come, my noble friend. You'll have your share of our profits.
continued on the road in a forest and found the bones of a lion. One said:
-Good opportunity to exercise our knowledge. Here's a dead animal; resucitémoslo.
The first said: "I know
compose the skeleton.
The second said: "I can provide
skin, flesh and blood.
The third said: "I know
spice.
The first composed the skeleton, the second provided the skin, flesh and blood. The third was about to breathe life when the wise man observed:
"It's a lion. If you raised, we will kill them all.
"You are very simple," said the other. I will not be that frustrated the work of wisdom.
"Then," the man looks sane, I get on this tree.
When he had done, they revived the lion, he rose and killed all three. A prudent man waited to put out the lion, to lower the tree and go home.
(Panchatantra)
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did so. When he was next to the climber, said:
- do not know why this bland landscape are beautiful!
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Wednesday, January 26, 2011
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- What's the matter, beautiful woman, I asked the healer.
"For God did not give me the hearing, said the blind.
"Take this ointment and put it in his eyes, said the healer, because it is not fair for me to see everything and you with those beautiful eyes but see nothing.
The blind put the ointment in the eyes and within minutes he began to see.
- God bless you, healer, because you helped me see! To see this beautiful sky full of stars, to see this beautiful moon, to see these beautiful trees, this beautiful sea view, to see these beautiful flowers so many times I've smelled and imagined, to see these wonderful people, to see this beautiful land. Thanks for sharing the beauty of your world and love to you live! Stunned
remained the healer to behold the beauty around him and described him blind he replied:
"Truly I tell you, dear blind, more blind you I was ... And did not know!
(Juan Latorre Navas)
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Two brothers traveled together, around noon spread themselves in the woods to rest.
When they awoke, they saw near them a stone with an inscription, the decoded and this was what they read:
"To whoever finds this stone walk through the woods to the east; find their way into a river it crosses, to the other side will see a bear with her cubs, who take the cubs and escape to the mountain without looking back. You'll see a house, and find the happiness that house. "
Then said the smallest to largest:
" Come together, maybe we can cross the river, take the cubs, taking them to the house and find both joy.
But the biggest replied: "No
go in search of bears, and I advise you to do so. First, because no proof of the veracity of the inscription, which perhaps is a joke, and second, because it is very possible that we have misread, and third, while admitting that's the truth, spend the night in the forest, the river will not find us astray. And even if Hallasan the river, can we pass? Perhaps it is too wide and swift current. But, as you pass, you think easy thing to take over the cubs? The bear we slit her throat and instead of happiness, find death. Moreover, although consiguiéramos seize the cubs, we would not be possible to escape without descansásemos only after having reached the mountain. Finally, there is what happiness is found in that house, perhaps it is a happiness than anything we can do.
And the younger brother said:
"I'm not your opinion, no object that was not written on this stone. The meaning of the inscription is clear and precise. Of course, do not run as much risk. Second, if we can not let another discover this stone, find the joy in our place and we do not get anything. On the other hand, nothing gets in the world without effort. And besides, I do not want to spend a coward.
To which the elder brother said:
"You know the proverb:" The greed breaks the sack 'or the other one: "A bird in hand than a hundred in the air."
the child replied:
"And I've heard:" Nothing ventured nothing gained " and again: "Under a stone still no water flows." But I think it's time to leave.
marched the child and the other was.
Further afield, in the forest, the child found a river, he went through, and along the shore saw a bear sleeping, took the cubs and without turning his head, ran up the mountain.
As he reached the top, a crowd of people came to him and transportole to the city, where he was appointed king.
reigned five years, the sixth, another sovereign stronger than him, declared war, seized the city and expelled him.
So younger brother missed again and returned to the house of the eldest, who lived peacefully in the country, rich or poor.
Both brothers felt much like telling your life.
"Well see," the Major said to him that I was right. I've lived without incident, and you, you were king, think how your life was troubled.
the child answered: "No regret
my adventure in the forest, certain that now I am nothing, but I have to embellish my old age, a heart full of memories, while you do not have them.
(Leo Tolstoy)
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A man walks into a shoe and a friendly salesperson is about:
- How I can serve you, sir?
- would like a pair of black shoes as the showcase.
- Why not, sir. Let's see: the number you want to be ... forty-one. Right?
- No. I want a thirty-nine, please.
- Excuse me, sir. Twenty years ago working on this and their number should be a forty-one. Maybe forty, but not a thirty-nine.
- Thirty-nine, please.
- Excuse me, allow me to measure your foot?
- Measure what you want, but I want a pair of shoes of thirty-nine.
Seller drawer pulls this strange device used shoe salesmen to measure feet and welcome, proclaim "See? What I said, a forty-one! ".
- Tell me who will pay for the shoes, you or me?
- You.
- Good. So what brings me thirty-nine?
The seller, between resignation and surprised, to search for the pair of shoes in the number thirty-nine. Along the way he realizes what is happening: the shoes are not for humans, but which are surely to make a gift.
- Lord, here they are: the thirty-nine, and black.
- Can I have a shoehorn?
- Are they going to get?
- Yes, of course.
- Are for you?
- Yes! Can I bring a shoehorn?
The shoe is essential to get that foot into that shoe. After several ridiculous attempts and positions, the customer gets to put the whole foot inside the shoe.
Between moans and grunts walking a few steps on the carpet, with increasing difficulty.
- Okay. I take them. The seller
hurt their feet only imagine the client's fingers crushed in the shoes of the thirty-nine.
- Is the wrap?
- No, thanks. I take them places.
The customer leaves the store and walk, as it may, the three blocks that separate it of their work. Works as a cashier in a bank.
At four in the afternoon, after spending more than six hours standing in those shoes, his face is contorted, his eyes reddened and tears fell copiously from his eyes.
mate next box has been watching all afternoon and is worried about him.
- What is it? Are you sick?
- No. These are the shoes.
- What happens to the shoes?
- I pinch.
- What happened? Have you wet?
- No. There are two sizes smaller than my foot.
- Who are they?
- Mine.
- I do not understand. Do not your feet hurt?
- I are killing your feet.
- And then?
- I'll explain, "he says, swallowing. I do not live a life of great satisfaction. In fact, in recent times, I have very few nice moments.
- And?
- I'm killing with these shoes. I suffer terribly, it is true ... But within a few hours, when it comes to my house and remove them, can you imagine the pleasure you feel? What a pleasure, man! What a pleasure!
(Jorge Bucay)