Statement from a Master of Inactivity.

Clutter's Cave. Hewn out of granite. Probably ...

Clutter’s Cave. Hewn out of granite. Probably a hermit or shepherd’s cave. Start of a ley line through Woolhope. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There once was a hermit, who had been living in a cave high up in the Himalayas for turtles’ years(=eons). Devout people from a tiny village, which lay three  days’ travel from the good man’s abode, brought him food at regular intervals, taking care not to disturb him in his meditations. However, one winter, due to heavy snowfall, the cave was unreachable for four months and the villagers feared for the venerable hermit’s life.

After the thaw, when a small delegation of worshippers finally found him still alive, one of their part, a very humble and well-meaning individual indeed, entreated the holy man to leave his cave and take up residence in a small grotto close to their village, where they could see to all his needs.

The hermit was a sight to behold: his bedraggled rags had become indistinguishable from the spider webs that seemed to emanate from them. If one looked carefully, one could just make out tiny stalagmites forming on his head and on his knees and a family of mice had taken up residence between his buttocks.

It was then that this Master of contemplation made his first and final statement to the outside world:

“My dear brothers, I have just started to take root here. I have plugged myself into Mother Earth and this is giving me no end of satisfaction. My mind is floating on a sea of perpetual ecstasy. The entire universe is at present residing in the tip of my little pinky finger. My skin is finally starting to take on that translucent quality of parchment,, which is so sought after by hermits everywhere.

The air that I breathe contains particles of pollinated love, which sustains me in body and in soul. I want for nothing and I desire nothing, except for the continuation of contact between my arse and the cave floor that by osmosis nourishes me even further. Any plan that requires action, I have long since put off untill some other lifetime, where hopefully I shall be reincarnated as a rock or preferably a small hill.

I have reached the ninth level on Nirvana for all procrastinators, where even the postponement of action is too much bother. I am become inactivity personified! To ask me to move, now or ever, would be tantamount to sacrilege of the highest order. I ask only to be left in peace!”

After these words of infinite wisdom, the delegation left in the understanding that the man was forever beyond their worldly reach. And for all we know, he might still be there…

Week 1: Generosity

I coiuldn’t agree more!

Daring to Live in Love!

What is Generosity?

Core Essay on Generosity

Generosity is one of the least understood of the core emotions. There is a feeling in our society that Generosity implies the giving of wealth. The most Generous people, by definition, would have to also be the wealthiest people. But this is not so. Generosity comes from far more than the giving of gifts of wealth. We can give many other gifts as well. There is the gift of time. The gift of compassion. The gift of hope. The gift of support in troubled times. The gift of a story, to help us find perspective.

True Generosity comes from a decision to share. Not just our wealth. But to share all of ourselves. To put ourselves in a position of vulnerability and see that from that place we can only create Love around us. Generosity, in all its forms, creates gratitude. When we…

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What Momma Taught Me!

Viking lawn mower.

Viking lawn mower. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

-To Appreciate A Job Well Done… If you’re going to kill each other, do it outside, I’m cleaning.
-Religion… You better pray that will come out of the carpet.
-Travel Time… If you don’t straighten up, I’m going to knock you into next week.
-Logic… Because I said so, that’s why.
– More Logic… If you fall out of the tree and break your neck, you’re not coming to the store with me.
-Foresight… Make sure you wear clean underwear, just in case you get run over by a bus and they have to take you to hospital.
-Irony… Keep crying and I’ll give you something to cry about.
-Wisdom… When you get to my age, you’ll understand.
-Justice… One day you’ll have kids and I hope they turn out just like you.
-Roots… Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?
-Genetics… You’re just like your Auntie.
-Humour… When that lawn mower cuts your off your toes, don’t come running to me.
-Extrasensory Perception… Put your sweater on, don’t you think I know when your cold.
-Medical Science… If you don’t stop crossing your eyes, they are going to stay like that.
-Receiving… You are going to get it when you get home!
-Osmosis… Shut your mouth and eat your food.
-Contortionist… Will you look at that dirt on the back off your neck?
-Stamina… You’ll sit there until all that spinach is gone.
-Weather… This room of yours look as if a tornado went through it.
-Hypocrisy… I told you a million times, don’t exaggerate.
-Circle Of Life… I bought you into this world and I’ll take you out of it.
-Behaviour Modification… Stop acting like your father.
-Anticipation… Just wait until we get home.
-Envy… There are millions of less fortunate children in the world who don’t have wonderful parents like you do.

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