Lost in Translation

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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.

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