Hello! Welcome to "How Can I Make It A Better World?"
All world one happy family.
A Joke: A Londoner was out touring The highlands and glens of Scotland in his car.
On a lovely, but lonely spot, regrettably, his car broke down.
The tourist wrestled with the dead engine for, seemingly, endlessly.
Just as he was about to give up all hope, he spotted a man walking along the edge of a field near by.
His frustration immediately blinded him with the hope of help from this man.
'Hi there!' he shouted, 'Are you a mechanic?'
'No,' was the reply, 'I am MacHamish.'
MY EMPOWERING BELIEFS;
Guided by 1) the ancient Veda Philosophy,
2) sayings of wise Religion founders and Saints,
3) Mystics and psychics,
4) Self development coaches
I now believe that we create our world with our thoughts, beliefs, and feelings. I have to decide what I want. I may pray to a higher intelligence to help me get what I want. But the choice of what I want is mine.
To sort out a life that has been ruined, I will begin by getting to first like my own very self, giving my own self the respect and recognition and love that I am hoping the world will give me.
Based on these guiding principles, the next time I am visiting India, and someone, begs of me for a rupee because he has not had a meal for two days, I will do the following:
1) Take him to a camp I would have set up. Give him a meal.
2) Give a talk to make him believe the empowering beliefs listed above.
3) Get him to love and respect his own body. Give him facilities for a wash and clean up, so that his appearance reflects the joy I want him to feel.
4) Give him an instrument to earn a living. This may be as simple as a tin of boot polish and a brush. Or, a rag cloth and a bucket of water to clean up cars or house windows. (Something like that which the immediate society around may want
and we should have no shame providing it.)
5) Give him overnight shelter at the camp.
6) Continue to strengthen the beliefs I want him to have by twice a day 'prayer' sessions, and catering for his living needs.
I only need to do this for two or three persons to begin with, increasing the range of my help as I gain more experience and knowledge as to how to do such work.
Hand this scheme over to some one living locally, because it will soon be time for me to return to my home.
In my attempts to make it a better world, I have taken the first step, of dreaming a dream.
Will I be able to make the dream into a reality?
Let us see where my new empowering beliefs lead me to.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
Thursday, 29 July 2010
Saturday, 24 July 2010
Unraveling the Mystery of Life
Hello and Welcome to "How Can I Make It A Better World?"
All World One Happy Family.
A tale of romance and broken hearts.
A young man resorted to help from an introduction agency to find his wife-to-be.
The Agency introduced to him, one after the other, several lovely girls. Each time the young man was back in the Agent's office, saying his mother did not like the girl. "If my mother does not like the girl I marry,' the young man explained, 'life will be a pain for my wife, my mother, and for me. Trouble all around. I had better not marry only to ruin our lives.'
'Very sensible,' the agent agreed.
So the Mother was invited to the Agent's office. Son and Mother agreed on a fabulous girl, and arrangements were made to have her for dinner at the Mother's home.
The next day, our young man was back again before the agent.
'My Dad rejected the girl.' he said.
UNRAVELING THE MYSTERY OF LIFE
I want to believe that we create our own reality.
Especially so because this is the ancient Veda philosophy, and of Shri Raman Maharshi, and of Paul Brunton, all those that I immensely admire.
But I do not understand how, if that is so, I can be ill, when I have certainly not wished myself any illness.
Or, I have a robbery, or an accident, which I have certainly not wished for.
I have been trying to unravel this mystery of life over the last few months, scouring through many books and listening to learned scholars.
Gill Edwards (of 'Living Magically') and Louise Hay (of 'You can Heal Your Life') say that such untoward events reflect our deep desires or fears. They say that we should look for lessons we need to learn from those set backs. We should look for the good messages that these events are telling us.
According to them, the last thing we should do is to use these events to confirm our view of the wolrd, like, "I am too busy to exercise" or, 'It is a wicked world out there.'
This, looking for a silver lining in dark clouds, seems to me to be an acceptable way of looking at unfortunate, unwished for, events in my life.
Another author, Richard Moss, M.D.(of 'How Shall I Live") advises that there are other dimensions to life apart from the ones of time, and space. He says that when one blames one's own self for an illness, as per "we create your own reality" theory, one is looking at cause-effect relationships from a false Newtonian like concept of life.
According to him, we need to develop a sense of awareness wherein at all moments we are concious of our own body, the events around us, and time, all being fused together into one whole. He has coined a word for getting to this state of awareness - "enwhlong."
By living in an 'enwholed' state of consciousness we would grasp the meaning behind our apparent misfortune, and get over that much more easily than otherwise, just walloing in our misery.
I have known some one say that misfortunes are an opportunity to strengthen the soul. Just accept the hard luck, and live through the adverse moments, overcoming the sadness.
Suffering is a choice we make when faced with an ugly situation, and we might as well choose to be delighted by the sorrowful situation.
Our soul, our character as a person, is strengthened when one can choose joy where others would choose to cry.
I have yet to experience for myself the state of consciousness these enlightened people are telling me about.
It is like me, having read all about the tastes of varieties of apples, being able to answer off any questions any one asks about the taste of each variety of apple, but without ever having tasted any, and not gone beyond using words to describe the different taste of apples.
I will let you know what I experience when I reach that stage.
Will my doing so help me make the world a better place?
I hope the enlightened people who say that by improving myself, I can make the whole world a better place, are right.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
All World One Happy Family.
A tale of romance and broken hearts.
A young man resorted to help from an introduction agency to find his wife-to-be.
The Agency introduced to him, one after the other, several lovely girls. Each time the young man was back in the Agent's office, saying his mother did not like the girl. "If my mother does not like the girl I marry,' the young man explained, 'life will be a pain for my wife, my mother, and for me. Trouble all around. I had better not marry only to ruin our lives.'
'Very sensible,' the agent agreed.
So the Mother was invited to the Agent's office. Son and Mother agreed on a fabulous girl, and arrangements were made to have her for dinner at the Mother's home.
The next day, our young man was back again before the agent.
'My Dad rejected the girl.' he said.
UNRAVELING THE MYSTERY OF LIFE
I want to believe that we create our own reality.
Especially so because this is the ancient Veda philosophy, and of Shri Raman Maharshi, and of Paul Brunton, all those that I immensely admire.
But I do not understand how, if that is so, I can be ill, when I have certainly not wished myself any illness.
Or, I have a robbery, or an accident, which I have certainly not wished for.
I have been trying to unravel this mystery of life over the last few months, scouring through many books and listening to learned scholars.
Gill Edwards (of 'Living Magically') and Louise Hay (of 'You can Heal Your Life') say that such untoward events reflect our deep desires or fears. They say that we should look for lessons we need to learn from those set backs. We should look for the good messages that these events are telling us.
According to them, the last thing we should do is to use these events to confirm our view of the wolrd, like, "I am too busy to exercise" or, 'It is a wicked world out there.'
This, looking for a silver lining in dark clouds, seems to me to be an acceptable way of looking at unfortunate, unwished for, events in my life.
Another author, Richard Moss, M.D.(of 'How Shall I Live") advises that there are other dimensions to life apart from the ones of time, and space. He says that when one blames one's own self for an illness, as per "we create your own reality" theory, one is looking at cause-effect relationships from a false Newtonian like concept of life.
According to him, we need to develop a sense of awareness wherein at all moments we are concious of our own body, the events around us, and time, all being fused together into one whole. He has coined a word for getting to this state of awareness - "enwhlong."
By living in an 'enwholed' state of consciousness we would grasp the meaning behind our apparent misfortune, and get over that much more easily than otherwise, just walloing in our misery.
I have known some one say that misfortunes are an opportunity to strengthen the soul. Just accept the hard luck, and live through the adverse moments, overcoming the sadness.
Suffering is a choice we make when faced with an ugly situation, and we might as well choose to be delighted by the sorrowful situation.
Our soul, our character as a person, is strengthened when one can choose joy where others would choose to cry.
I have yet to experience for myself the state of consciousness these enlightened people are telling me about.
It is like me, having read all about the tastes of varieties of apples, being able to answer off any questions any one asks about the taste of each variety of apple, but without ever having tasted any, and not gone beyond using words to describe the different taste of apples.
I will let you know what I experience when I reach that stage.
Will my doing so help me make the world a better place?
I hope the enlightened people who say that by improving myself, I can make the whole world a better place, are right.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
Wednesday, 21 July 2010
My Idea of me IS me!
Hello, and welcome to "How Can I Make It A Better World?"
All world one happy family.
It is my great pleasure to welcome a family in Toronto to this "How Can I Make It A Better World.
I sincerely hope they will 'pass' me with my ramblings.
A Story Of Devotion To Duty.
A University organised an afternoon of inspirational lectures for its students.
By half way through the first speaker's lecture, all the pupils, save one, had filed out of the hall - may be it was tea time or whatever.
The lecturer was first quite unnerved by this walking away by his audience, but for the one pupil listening to him, he felt duty bound to continue. He carried on eloquently to the end of his talk, happy that he had fulfilled his duty.
When he finished, his lone listener walked up to the stage, our lecturer thought to congratulate him for a good lecture, but instead, walked up to the pulpit, and said, "I am the next speaker."
My idea of ME is me!
I now have no doubts that one creates one's life with one's thoughts.
My thinking up to now has been that of me as a good, normal citizen - that is just what I have been.
I came across this paragraph in my recent readings:
' What is your idea or feeling about yourself now?
Every part of your being expresses that idea.
Your vitality, your body, your financial status, your friends, everything about you, reflects perfectly the idea you have of yourself.'
I think that is so very true.
In my shop keeping days, any one had to just walk through the shop door, and almost instantly would recognise me from amongst a team of staff, as being the shop owner.
Likewise, I can walk into a small shop, and instantly recognise a person serving me as being the actual owner of the shop.
Indeed, our idea of who we are is reflected in our composure, and in all our surroundings.
I wish I had carried in my head, at the start of my college studies, an image of me being a captain of commerce.
Is it still too late?
I will give it a try.
Then I will be able to nicely organise many systems to cater for the world's hungry and needy, making it a better world.
Please have a look at http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP-20
http://manifestitalltoday.com/manifestanything/free-video.php?e=USP-20
You may enjoy your time visiting these sites. You may even be inspired to take actions which will bring you satisfaction with your life.
There is, always the www.macrofacts.org to pep you up, any time.
Wishing you all the best. Shree-1
All world one happy family.
It is my great pleasure to welcome a family in Toronto to this "How Can I Make It A Better World.
I sincerely hope they will 'pass' me with my ramblings.
A Story Of Devotion To Duty.
A University organised an afternoon of inspirational lectures for its students.
By half way through the first speaker's lecture, all the pupils, save one, had filed out of the hall - may be it was tea time or whatever.
The lecturer was first quite unnerved by this walking away by his audience, but for the one pupil listening to him, he felt duty bound to continue. He carried on eloquently to the end of his talk, happy that he had fulfilled his duty.
When he finished, his lone listener walked up to the stage, our lecturer thought to congratulate him for a good lecture, but instead, walked up to the pulpit, and said, "I am the next speaker."
My idea of ME is me!
I now have no doubts that one creates one's life with one's thoughts.
My thinking up to now has been that of me as a good, normal citizen - that is just what I have been.
I came across this paragraph in my recent readings:
' What is your idea or feeling about yourself now?
Every part of your being expresses that idea.
Your vitality, your body, your financial status, your friends, everything about you, reflects perfectly the idea you have of yourself.'
I think that is so very true.
In my shop keeping days, any one had to just walk through the shop door, and almost instantly would recognise me from amongst a team of staff, as being the shop owner.
Likewise, I can walk into a small shop, and instantly recognise a person serving me as being the actual owner of the shop.
Indeed, our idea of who we are is reflected in our composure, and in all our surroundings.
I wish I had carried in my head, at the start of my college studies, an image of me being a captain of commerce.
Is it still too late?
I will give it a try.
Then I will be able to nicely organise many systems to cater for the world's hungry and needy, making it a better world.
Please have a look at http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP-20
http://manifestitalltoday.com/manifestanything/free-video.php?e=USP-20
You may enjoy your time visiting these sites. You may even be inspired to take actions which will bring you satisfaction with your life.
There is, always the www.macrofacts.org to pep you up, any time.
Wishing you all the best. Shree-1
Sunday, 18 July 2010
Thank God for My Freedom To Choose
Hello! and welcome to "How Can I Make It A Better World?"
All world one happy family.
I now have stopped saying grace before my meals.
Until now I had though that was a pious thing to do.
Even so, I had my doubts if I was doing the correct thing.
A recent read in a book about metaphysics made it clear to me as to why to do so was meaningless.
To thank God before a meal is to say that God doles out things to us, like rewards and punishment.
But we know that God is not a human figure, sitting up above in the sky, judging us, and giving nice things to some, and nasty things to others.
He make the rain to fall on all. For some, it may be a reason for joy. For others a curse.
When shuffling and dealing cards, to pray for the best hand to come to us, is futile. God has no bearing on our fortune or disaster.
So saying grace at meal time is a childish understanding of the nature of God in our life.
What I do, these days is to thank God for the freedom He has given me to choose my food, the amount I eat, and how I eat that food.
That is a more correct representation of one's relationship with God.
The God is your very essence.
A lot smaller and less powerful that the God of the Cosmos.
But still the same nature as of the God of the Cosmos.
So it is up to me to choose what food, and how much and with what aim I eat that food.
Once my wishes are clear, the larger God will assist me to fulfil those desires.
But what I wish for is my choice.
Wishing you all the happiness in the world , Shree-1
All world one happy family.
I now have stopped saying grace before my meals.
Until now I had though that was a pious thing to do.
Even so, I had my doubts if I was doing the correct thing.
A recent read in a book about metaphysics made it clear to me as to why to do so was meaningless.
To thank God before a meal is to say that God doles out things to us, like rewards and punishment.
But we know that God is not a human figure, sitting up above in the sky, judging us, and giving nice things to some, and nasty things to others.
He make the rain to fall on all. For some, it may be a reason for joy. For others a curse.
When shuffling and dealing cards, to pray for the best hand to come to us, is futile. God has no bearing on our fortune or disaster.
So saying grace at meal time is a childish understanding of the nature of God in our life.
What I do, these days is to thank God for the freedom He has given me to choose my food, the amount I eat, and how I eat that food.
That is a more correct representation of one's relationship with God.
The God is your very essence.
A lot smaller and less powerful that the God of the Cosmos.
But still the same nature as of the God of the Cosmos.
So it is up to me to choose what food, and how much and with what aim I eat that food.
Once my wishes are clear, the larger God will assist me to fulfil those desires.
But what I wish for is my choice.
Wishing you all the happiness in the world , Shree-1
Tuesday, 13 July 2010
Living through one's soul
Hello & Welcome to "How Can I Make It A Better World?'
All world one happy family.
A sort of miracle story:
A man was driving slowly along some unknown suburban roads, lined with trees and cypress hedges and open spaces.
Suddenly he say something small, like a rabbit dart across his path.
The man slowed down, enough he thought, to allow for the rabbit to escape his wheels.
But no such luck. He heard a small thump.
Regretting his luck, he stopped and got out of his car.
There, sadly, he saw that it was a hare which had run across his path, now dead before his car's bumper.
He stood there for a moment feeling sorry for himself that he had not slowed down enough, and trying to recall his highway code if the death of a hare by an accident had to be reported to the police or not.
Just then, a lady, smartly dressed, as if going out for an evening happened to walk past.
In one instant the lady grasped the situation, that the man had run down and killed the hare.
'Please do not worry, Sir,' she assured, for her, the stranger, and quickly whipped out something from her handbag, and sprayed all over the dead hare.
In an instant the hare started twitching, was up on its feet, and bounced off towards the hedges on the side. Our driver noticed that even as it was bouncing away, it sort of raised one paw, shaking it, waving a goodbye. It continued to do so until it disappeared into the hedge.
The man offered a lift to the lady, which she gracefully accepted.
As they made their way onward, the man asked how the lady had managed her miracle.
The lady pulled out the can from her purse.
The man saw clearly the writing on the can, 'Restores dead hair. Gives a permanent wave.'
LIVING THROUGH ONE"S SOUL.
In my attempt to make the world a better place, I can do no more than follow the guidance given by Dr. Richard Moss in his book "How Shall I Live."
Dr. Moss says that he has developed a sense of living wherein all his actions are as if emerging from, and guided by, his soul, by the very essence of his own self.
I understood this to mean that he was always centred in an awareness of his "atma" as referred to the soul by Indian scriptures.
This way he says that there was no separation between him, and his patients.
At that level whatever approach he adopted to treat his patient was the one that turned out to be the most appropriate.
Dr Moss says that when his patients, too, came to live through their soul, so to speak, the normal understanding that a particular cause has resulted in an illness goes away.
As an illustration of what he means, Dr. Moss says that society regards some illnesses as being due to a particular poor life style. Then doctors prescribe a change of life style as if prescribing a medicine.
In his experience, when a patient starts living through his soul, the disease lessens, regardless of the supposedly poor life style. And, surprisingly, as health improves, the life style of the patient changes of its own accord.
It is left for me, as the reader of this book, to make a sense of what Dr. Moss is saying.
I think he means that one should not fake one's actions.
One could greet another with "Glad to see you," rolled off the tongue, or say the same with all one's heart.
The difference is apparent enough to understand the meaning of acting through the soul.
When one eats one's food, one can do so with a million other thoughts occupying the mind.
Or one can eat the food with total devotion to the sanctity of food, as if offering divine ambrosia to the body, to the soul.
It is easy to imagine that food consumed such would not cause diabetes, or high blood pressure, even if, apparently not the most appropriate diet for such illnesses.
Dr.Moss also says that in living through one's soul, one also lives each moment rested in a deep inner calm, whatever the circumstances.
I think that alone is reason enough to try to live through my soul.
Please have a look at http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP_-20
and
http://manifestitalltoday.com/manifestanything/free-video.php?e=USP-1-20
You may enjoy your time visiting these sites. You may even be inspired to take actions which will bring you satisfaction with your life.
There is, always the www.macrofacts.org to pep you up, any time.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
All world one happy family.
A sort of miracle story:
A man was driving slowly along some unknown suburban roads, lined with trees and cypress hedges and open spaces.
Suddenly he say something small, like a rabbit dart across his path.
The man slowed down, enough he thought, to allow for the rabbit to escape his wheels.
But no such luck. He heard a small thump.
Regretting his luck, he stopped and got out of his car.
There, sadly, he saw that it was a hare which had run across his path, now dead before his car's bumper.
He stood there for a moment feeling sorry for himself that he had not slowed down enough, and trying to recall his highway code if the death of a hare by an accident had to be reported to the police or not.
Just then, a lady, smartly dressed, as if going out for an evening happened to walk past.
In one instant the lady grasped the situation, that the man had run down and killed the hare.
'Please do not worry, Sir,' she assured, for her, the stranger, and quickly whipped out something from her handbag, and sprayed all over the dead hare.
In an instant the hare started twitching, was up on its feet, and bounced off towards the hedges on the side. Our driver noticed that even as it was bouncing away, it sort of raised one paw, shaking it, waving a goodbye. It continued to do so until it disappeared into the hedge.
The man offered a lift to the lady, which she gracefully accepted.
As they made their way onward, the man asked how the lady had managed her miracle.
The lady pulled out the can from her purse.
The man saw clearly the writing on the can, 'Restores dead hair. Gives a permanent wave.'
LIVING THROUGH ONE"S SOUL.
In my attempt to make the world a better place, I can do no more than follow the guidance given by Dr. Richard Moss in his book "How Shall I Live."
Dr. Moss says that he has developed a sense of living wherein all his actions are as if emerging from, and guided by, his soul, by the very essence of his own self.
I understood this to mean that he was always centred in an awareness of his "atma" as referred to the soul by Indian scriptures.
This way he says that there was no separation between him, and his patients.
At that level whatever approach he adopted to treat his patient was the one that turned out to be the most appropriate.
Dr Moss says that when his patients, too, came to live through their soul, so to speak, the normal understanding that a particular cause has resulted in an illness goes away.
As an illustration of what he means, Dr. Moss says that society regards some illnesses as being due to a particular poor life style. Then doctors prescribe a change of life style as if prescribing a medicine.
In his experience, when a patient starts living through his soul, the disease lessens, regardless of the supposedly poor life style. And, surprisingly, as health improves, the life style of the patient changes of its own accord.
It is left for me, as the reader of this book, to make a sense of what Dr. Moss is saying.
I think he means that one should not fake one's actions.
One could greet another with "Glad to see you," rolled off the tongue, or say the same with all one's heart.
The difference is apparent enough to understand the meaning of acting through the soul.
When one eats one's food, one can do so with a million other thoughts occupying the mind.
Or one can eat the food with total devotion to the sanctity of food, as if offering divine ambrosia to the body, to the soul.
It is easy to imagine that food consumed such would not cause diabetes, or high blood pressure, even if, apparently not the most appropriate diet for such illnesses.
Dr.Moss also says that in living through one's soul, one also lives each moment rested in a deep inner calm, whatever the circumstances.
I think that alone is reason enough to try to live through my soul.
Please have a look at http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP_-20
and
http://manifestitalltoday.com/manifestanything/free-video.php?e=USP-1-20
You may enjoy your time visiting these sites. You may even be inspired to take actions which will bring you satisfaction with your life.
There is, always the www.macrofacts.org to pep you up, any time.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
Sunday, 11 July 2010
Lost in Translation
Hello! Welcome to "How Can I Make It A Better World?"
All Wold One Happy Family.
A ghost story: I young wife was madly in love with her dashing husband. She had her husband, in the words of the songs, "got you under my skin"
She lived her life, and that of her husband together. She could anticipate every whim, every thirst, every hunger, every necessity, of her husband. even before the husband was aware of his needs, and provide it.
But life's thorn got under her skin.
She became ill, and soon was gasping her last breaths.
In her dying moments she got her husband to promise that he would never love another, instead of her. 'If you do that, I will come back as a ghost and haunt you for ever.'
Men are often fickle, thinking rarely beyond their own pleasures and greed.
This young recently widowed man soon found another girl to occupy his thoughts. He even proposed to marry the girl, giving the new girl expensive gifts and things.
But he brewed himself a lot of agony.
Every night he was tormented by the ghost of his former wife. The ghost knew all he had been upto with his new love.
The ghost knew what gifts he had given , what they had talked about at an evening out, where the evening out was,,,,everything.
The nightly ghost visits were robbing this man of his sleep, and so his work, and joy of life.
His doctor prescribed him pills. No luck. Then onto hospital treatments, and finally to a super consultant, after having waited his four month's wait to see this consultant.
This consultant, though a medicine man, was also versed in Eastern traditions of spirituality.
He read the case notes of his patient carefully, and listened to the agonies of his patient.
He told his patient, 'Tonight, when the ghost of your wife comes to taunt you, praise her for the intensity of her love for you, and for her cleverness in seeing through all that was happening to you now.
'Promise her ghost that you would call off the engagement to this new love of yours if the wife's ghost can answer a simple question.
'Go the Queen's Rose Gardens, I know it is at the other end of the City , but go you must. Get twelve roses in full bloom.
'At night, hold all twelve roses in the fist of your hand and ask the ghost how many petals there are in there.
'Report to me tomorrow.'
Our man did just that.
As usual, at night her wife's ghost appeared to haunt and trouble her husband, whom she loved very much.
'You have been to see that Consultant. the ghost knew. And. you have also made the long journey to get twelve roses.'
The ghost knew it all.
'Just tell me then,' the husband asked the ghost, 'How many petals are there in this fist of mine?'
There was no ghost to give an answer.
LOST IN TRANSLATION
The concept of we creating our own reality is difficult to understand.
We create our reality at a level of consciousness when our true self, our very soul, our wishes, and time, all merge into one.
At that level of unity, there is no cause. and an effect to link with it. At that level, one does not feel that I have messed up my life to date, and therefore, I am to blame for it, that I must feel guilty about it.
That state of consciousness is beyond the state of reasoning we normally use,. Our words are rooted in the superficial state of consciousness and using these words to explain something that happens at another level of consciousness, something is lost in the translation.
I, myself have yet only got as far as an intellectual understanding of this, you create your reality, concept.
Like every one else, I will have to explore, to experiment, with my own self to find the truth behind this concept.
I will report to you what I discover.
Please have a look at http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP_-20
http://manifestitalltoday.com/manifestanything/free-video.php?e=USP-1-20
You may enjoy your time visiting these sites. You may even be inspired to take actions which will bring you satisfaction with your life.
There is, always the www.macrofacts.org to pep you up, any time.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
All Wold One Happy Family.
A ghost story: I young wife was madly in love with her dashing husband. She had her husband, in the words of the songs, "got you under my skin"
She lived her life, and that of her husband together. She could anticipate every whim, every thirst, every hunger, every necessity, of her husband. even before the husband was aware of his needs, and provide it.
But life's thorn got under her skin.
She became ill, and soon was gasping her last breaths.
In her dying moments she got her husband to promise that he would never love another, instead of her. 'If you do that, I will come back as a ghost and haunt you for ever.'
Men are often fickle, thinking rarely beyond their own pleasures and greed.
This young recently widowed man soon found another girl to occupy his thoughts. He even proposed to marry the girl, giving the new girl expensive gifts and things.
But he brewed himself a lot of agony.
Every night he was tormented by the ghost of his former wife. The ghost knew all he had been upto with his new love.
The ghost knew what gifts he had given , what they had talked about at an evening out, where the evening out was,,,,everything.
The nightly ghost visits were robbing this man of his sleep, and so his work, and joy of life.
His doctor prescribed him pills. No luck. Then onto hospital treatments, and finally to a super consultant, after having waited his four month's wait to see this consultant.
This consultant, though a medicine man, was also versed in Eastern traditions of spirituality.
He read the case notes of his patient carefully, and listened to the agonies of his patient.
He told his patient, 'Tonight, when the ghost of your wife comes to taunt you, praise her for the intensity of her love for you, and for her cleverness in seeing through all that was happening to you now.
'Promise her ghost that you would call off the engagement to this new love of yours if the wife's ghost can answer a simple question.
'Go the Queen's Rose Gardens, I know it is at the other end of the City , but go you must. Get twelve roses in full bloom.
'At night, hold all twelve roses in the fist of your hand and ask the ghost how many petals there are in there.
'Report to me tomorrow.'
Our man did just that.
As usual, at night her wife's ghost appeared to haunt and trouble her husband, whom she loved very much.
'You have been to see that Consultant. the ghost knew. And. you have also made the long journey to get twelve roses.'
The ghost knew it all.
'Just tell me then,' the husband asked the ghost, 'How many petals are there in this fist of mine?'
There was no ghost to give an answer.
LOST IN TRANSLATION
The concept of we creating our own reality is difficult to understand.
We create our reality at a level of consciousness when our true self, our very soul, our wishes, and time, all merge into one.
At that level of unity, there is no cause. and an effect to link with it. At that level, one does not feel that I have messed up my life to date, and therefore, I am to blame for it, that I must feel guilty about it.
That state of consciousness is beyond the state of reasoning we normally use,. Our words are rooted in the superficial state of consciousness and using these words to explain something that happens at another level of consciousness, something is lost in the translation.
I, myself have yet only got as far as an intellectual understanding of this, you create your reality, concept.
Like every one else, I will have to explore, to experiment, with my own self to find the truth behind this concept.
I will report to you what I discover.
Please have a look at http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP_-20
http://manifestitalltoday.com/manifestanything/free-video.php?e=USP-1-20
You may enjoy your time visiting these sites. You may even be inspired to take actions which will bring you satisfaction with your life.
There is, always the www.macrofacts.org to pep you up, any time.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
Thursday, 8 July 2010
Welcome to Gujarat Samachaar Readers
Hello! Welcome to Gujarat Samachar Readers.
Welcome to "How Can I Make It A better World?"
All World one Happy Family.
In this blog I formulate my ideas as to how I may make this world of ours a better place to live in.
I wish all violence the world were to end.
That is too big a project for me.
On the basis that if you want to have a cleaner world, first clean your own thresh hold, I start out by improving myself.
In jotting down my plans to improve myself, I am hoping that others, in a similar situation, may find some inspiration from my attempts to make this a better world.
Please scroll down to older posts, right through to the beginnings to Oct.09, using the archives panel to the right.
Kindly leave your comments in the comment box.
Your comments will be greatly appreciated.
A joke: This joke has all the elements of love and warfare that make life so exciting.
The setting is one of those new poly clinic centres where a doctor and a dentist have their practices in the same building,with a common reception desk manned by a nurse.
As things turned out, both the doctor and the dentist fell madly in love with that very nurse.
The dentist once had to be absent from his practice for ten days to attend a conference overseas.
He could not bear the thought of the doctor being with the nurse, but he had to go, so he had to go.
His parting instructions to the nurse were, 'Here are ten apples. Eat one a day.'
Have a look at www.macrofacts.org as well. You may truly enjoy that.
Wishing you unbounded joy - Shree-1
Welcome to "How Can I Make It A better World?"
All World one Happy Family.
In this blog I formulate my ideas as to how I may make this world of ours a better place to live in.
I wish all violence the world were to end.
That is too big a project for me.
On the basis that if you want to have a cleaner world, first clean your own thresh hold, I start out by improving myself.
In jotting down my plans to improve myself, I am hoping that others, in a similar situation, may find some inspiration from my attempts to make this a better world.
Please scroll down to older posts, right through to the beginnings to Oct.09, using the archives panel to the right.
Kindly leave your comments in the comment box.
Your comments will be greatly appreciated.
A joke: This joke has all the elements of love and warfare that make life so exciting.
The setting is one of those new poly clinic centres where a doctor and a dentist have their practices in the same building,with a common reception desk manned by a nurse.
As things turned out, both the doctor and the dentist fell madly in love with that very nurse.
The dentist once had to be absent from his practice for ten days to attend a conference overseas.
He could not bear the thought of the doctor being with the nurse, but he had to go, so he had to go.
His parting instructions to the nurse were, 'Here are ten apples. Eat one a day.'
Have a look at www.macrofacts.org as well. You may truly enjoy that.
Wishing you unbounded joy - Shree-1
Wednesday, 7 July 2010
Try & Try Again until you succeed?
Hello & Welcome to "How Can I Make It A Better World?
All world one happy family.
A landlady told her new lodger, "I will have to put up your rent from next week to allow for your big appetite."
The lodger pleads his distress, "Please do not do that. I am already having great difficulty eating as much as I can to make my rent worthwhile."
Try & Try Again Until You Succeed?
I had a puncture over the week end.
Luckily I managed to wheel slowly along to a garage not far away from my parked car with a wheel almost touching the ground.
I sat in the garage waiting for a new tyre to be put on the car (a screw had gone into the edge of the tyre, making it unrepairable).
From inside the waiting area I saw a little sparrow like bird sit on the roof of a car parked outside, and after looking carefully at a sign pasted on the window glass, make a dive for that sign, as if to fly through he window.
The bird hit the pane of glass, nearly fell down, but fluttered its wings soon enough to land again on the roof of that car.
Even as I wondered why the bird wanted to go through that window pane, it did the same thing again.
And again, And again....
The bird was doing this until it was time for me to drive away with a new tyre on the car.
The bird taught me that it is not always a good idea to try and try again until you succeed.
This little sparrow like thing was never going to make it through that window pane.
If ever I fail at something, I will remember to see where and why I failed, amend my ways, and then try again.
Or. I will give up.
________________________
Please have a look at http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP_-20
http://manifestitalltoday.com/manifestanything/free-video.php?e=USP-1-20
You may enjoy your time visiting these sites. You may even be inspired to take actions which will bring you satisfaction with your life.
There is, always the www.macrofacts.org to pep you up, any time.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
All world one happy family.
A landlady told her new lodger, "I will have to put up your rent from next week to allow for your big appetite."
The lodger pleads his distress, "Please do not do that. I am already having great difficulty eating as much as I can to make my rent worthwhile."
Try & Try Again Until You Succeed?
I had a puncture over the week end.
Luckily I managed to wheel slowly along to a garage not far away from my parked car with a wheel almost touching the ground.
I sat in the garage waiting for a new tyre to be put on the car (a screw had gone into the edge of the tyre, making it unrepairable).
From inside the waiting area I saw a little sparrow like bird sit on the roof of a car parked outside, and after looking carefully at a sign pasted on the window glass, make a dive for that sign, as if to fly through he window.
The bird hit the pane of glass, nearly fell down, but fluttered its wings soon enough to land again on the roof of that car.
Even as I wondered why the bird wanted to go through that window pane, it did the same thing again.
And again, And again....
The bird was doing this until it was time for me to drive away with a new tyre on the car.
The bird taught me that it is not always a good idea to try and try again until you succeed.
This little sparrow like thing was never going to make it through that window pane.
If ever I fail at something, I will remember to see where and why I failed, amend my ways, and then try again.
Or. I will give up.
________________________
Please have a look at http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP_-20
http://manifestitalltoday.com/manifestanything/free-video.php?e=USP-1-20
You may enjoy your time visiting these sites. You may even be inspired to take actions which will bring you satisfaction with your life.
There is, always the www.macrofacts.org to pep you up, any time.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
Saturday, 3 July 2010
The world as an illusion - the true meaning.
Welcome to "How Can I Make It A Better World?'
All world one Happy family.
A story. At a University research expedition two professors of the university found themselves sharing a camp for a night amongst the mountains and stars.
One was a Professor of Philosophy. The other a professor of Science.
As the camp fire and cans of beer gently warmed the two explorers, they began an idle small talk, which soon turned into a serious discussion about the nature of the world.
To push his point home, the scientist questioned the philosopher, 'Pray tell me, this stone at our feet, is it real or is it in your mind?'
The philosopher had to stick to his teachings. "The stone is first in my mind, and then out there."
'I feel sorry for you.' said the science professor. 'You head must feel very heavy all the time with that stone in there.'
THE WORLD AS AN ILLUSION - THE TRUE MEANING
Today a year ago my elder brother breathed his last.
At such moments of tragic loss in India the scriptures are read with the message that all world is an illusion.
I take that to mean that one need not grieve the loss of a loved one. His presence was a mere illusion any way.
I have been hearing such platitudes since my childhood days.
Needless to say, I never saw any sense in the saying that the world was an illusion.
It is there, you see it, feel it. How can it be all so unreal?
It needed a book I chanced to pick up from my wanderings the bookshops of Charing Cross in London to explain to me the real meaning of "The World is an illusion" sayings of India.
When the ancient Veda writings say that the world is an illusion, 'maya' it does not mean to say the the tree we see is a figment of one's imagination, and therefore, it does not really exist.
The tree exists, very much so. If you run into it, your bones will be broken.
The illusion is not that the tree does not exist.
The illusion is that we think the tree is independent of us. It is something for which we have no responsibility in it being a tree at that place.
That is the illusion.
The reality is that by our thoughts we turned a latent energy into a tee at that place.
The reality is that the tree is still an inseparable part of you.
When a magician makes an elephant disappear, we see him disappear from the ground where we saw him before the
magician waved his hand and raised a puff of smoke. The reality is that the elephant is still at the same place. We do not see him there any more.
Illusion - we see the elephant has disappeared in one instant.
The reality - the elephant is still there.
Our illusion - the world we see is independent of us, is separate from us. We have nothing to do but experience the events thrown at us by God, chance or some one else.
The reality - The world is created by our thoughts and beliefs. We are inseparable from the world we sense. No other than us are throwing at us the experiences we enjoy or suffer.
That us the meaning of 'maya' of the Vedic texts.
The illusion is not that the world does not exist.
The illusion is that we see the world as being separate from us, that we have to face whatever comes our way.
The reality is that the world exists because we brought it into existence.
The reality is that us, and our worlds, is one and the same inseparable thing.
I fear all that I have been told from my childhood never explained this meaning of the word 'maya' in relation to our world.
*****************************
I will feel I have made the world a better place if you were to visit
http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP-20
and should you feel moved enough to invest with them you will be the winner. In some small way, so will I be.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
All world one Happy family.
A story. At a University research expedition two professors of the university found themselves sharing a camp for a night amongst the mountains and stars.
One was a Professor of Philosophy. The other a professor of Science.
As the camp fire and cans of beer gently warmed the two explorers, they began an idle small talk, which soon turned into a serious discussion about the nature of the world.
To push his point home, the scientist questioned the philosopher, 'Pray tell me, this stone at our feet, is it real or is it in your mind?'
The philosopher had to stick to his teachings. "The stone is first in my mind, and then out there."
'I feel sorry for you.' said the science professor. 'You head must feel very heavy all the time with that stone in there.'
THE WORLD AS AN ILLUSION - THE TRUE MEANING
Today a year ago my elder brother breathed his last.
At such moments of tragic loss in India the scriptures are read with the message that all world is an illusion.
I take that to mean that one need not grieve the loss of a loved one. His presence was a mere illusion any way.
I have been hearing such platitudes since my childhood days.
Needless to say, I never saw any sense in the saying that the world was an illusion.
It is there, you see it, feel it. How can it be all so unreal?
It needed a book I chanced to pick up from my wanderings the bookshops of Charing Cross in London to explain to me the real meaning of "The World is an illusion" sayings of India.
When the ancient Veda writings say that the world is an illusion, 'maya' it does not mean to say the the tree we see is a figment of one's imagination, and therefore, it does not really exist.
The tree exists, very much so. If you run into it, your bones will be broken.
The illusion is not that the tree does not exist.
The illusion is that we think the tree is independent of us. It is something for which we have no responsibility in it being a tree at that place.
That is the illusion.
The reality is that by our thoughts we turned a latent energy into a tee at that place.
The reality is that the tree is still an inseparable part of you.
When a magician makes an elephant disappear, we see him disappear from the ground where we saw him before the
magician waved his hand and raised a puff of smoke. The reality is that the elephant is still at the same place. We do not see him there any more.
Illusion - we see the elephant has disappeared in one instant.
The reality - the elephant is still there.
Our illusion - the world we see is independent of us, is separate from us. We have nothing to do but experience the events thrown at us by God, chance or some one else.
The reality - The world is created by our thoughts and beliefs. We are inseparable from the world we sense. No other than us are throwing at us the experiences we enjoy or suffer.
That us the meaning of 'maya' of the Vedic texts.
The illusion is not that the world does not exist.
The illusion is that we see the world as being separate from us, that we have to face whatever comes our way.
The reality is that the world exists because we brought it into existence.
The reality is that us, and our worlds, is one and the same inseparable thing.
I fear all that I have been told from my childhood never explained this meaning of the word 'maya' in relation to our world.
*****************************
I will feel I have made the world a better place if you were to visit
http://www.gobrainev.com/?a=USP-20
and should you feel moved enough to invest with them you will be the winner. In some small way, so will I be.
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
Friday, 2 July 2010
An insane concept from the India
Hello! Welcome to "How Can I make It A Better World?"
All World One Happy Family.
A joke. Lord Hardman was grumbling to his lady, 'I am going to have to sack that driver of ours. Today was the third time this week when he nearly killed me with his driving.'
Lady Goldheart, that was her name. felt the sorrow of the poor driver, unemployed, and with a wife and two kids to support.
She pleaded to her husband, 'Dear, please do give him just one more chance.'
An insane concept from India.
I had the pleasure of listening to the Head of Mathematics at Oxford University when we attended a concert of Anushka, daughter of Ravi Shankar at the Royal Festival Hall in London.
He was discussing the mathematics hidden in Indian music.
He began his discussion by telling us that giving a number to something that did not exist, to a nothing, was an insane idea in the West when they first came across the concept of zero for nothing advocated by the East.
According to him, for some two hundred years after the idea of a zero for nothing was first introduced to the West, the Romans continued with their Roman and Greek numerals, so strange did the idea of a zero seemed to the West then.
My mind thought of the current idea I am living by, that we crerate our world with our thoughts, again originating from India, but so far removed from our senses, that we make mockery of such concepts.
With luck, in time the idea, too, will be accepted for the genius it is, and will bring great benefits to the world by application of that truth to daily living.
(To make more sense of these ideas, please see www.macrofacts.org)
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
All World One Happy Family.
A joke. Lord Hardman was grumbling to his lady, 'I am going to have to sack that driver of ours. Today was the third time this week when he nearly killed me with his driving.'
Lady Goldheart, that was her name. felt the sorrow of the poor driver, unemployed, and with a wife and two kids to support.
She pleaded to her husband, 'Dear, please do give him just one more chance.'
An insane concept from India.
I had the pleasure of listening to the Head of Mathematics at Oxford University when we attended a concert of Anushka, daughter of Ravi Shankar at the Royal Festival Hall in London.
He was discussing the mathematics hidden in Indian music.
He began his discussion by telling us that giving a number to something that did not exist, to a nothing, was an insane idea in the West when they first came across the concept of zero for nothing advocated by the East.
According to him, for some two hundred years after the idea of a zero for nothing was first introduced to the West, the Romans continued with their Roman and Greek numerals, so strange did the idea of a zero seemed to the West then.
My mind thought of the current idea I am living by, that we crerate our world with our thoughts, again originating from India, but so far removed from our senses, that we make mockery of such concepts.
With luck, in time the idea, too, will be accepted for the genius it is, and will bring great benefits to the world by application of that truth to daily living.
(To make more sense of these ideas, please see www.macrofacts.org)
Wishing you all the best, Shree-1
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