I have received this poem below through a social media forward.
And I think I needed to read it today.
It put many things in perspective.
You see, there have been some small and inexpensive things missing at home . We have two house helpers And I was not sure who is the culprit.
They have been with us for a while and I have senior parents who live at home so I was letting it go and keep calm, because it was easier as it was causing a lot of unnecessary confusion and doubt.
In the meantime two months ago I replaced one of them. And I had felt a sense of relief somehow. And today the other is about to go on leave for the customary annual holiday. It will mean a lot of work for me personally until I find a helper. Yet I have been feeling positive that better is happening and all is for a good reason. Sometimes we grin and bear for the fear of changing statesquo…
While I cannot get my lost things as I have no proof, I think I needed a calm perspective to help me find me a way…
While I do believe that we must take action on that which is within our control , these words touched a chord in me..
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
Meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
To swim and surface Is daring the waves. Like any ocean surfer knows We are all equal before a wave. While you may not be able to control everything And learning curve may be steep You adapt to ride the waves. For waves are a part of the flow In the cycle of life. A wise leader knows the highs and lows Are part of the same flow.
Air Commodore Vishal was a Jet Pilot. In a combat mission his fighter plane was destroyed by a missile. He however ejected himself and parachuted safely. He won acclaims and appreciations from many.
After five years one day he was sitting with his wife in a restaurant. A man from another table came to him and said “You’re Captain Vishal ! You flew jet fighters. You were shot down!”
“How in the world did you know that?” asked Vishal.
“I packed your parachute,” the man smiled and replied. Vishal gasped in surprise and gratitude and thought if parachute hadn’t worked, I wouldn’t be here today.
Vishal couldn’t sleep that night, thinking about that man. He wondered how many times I might have seen him and not even said ‘Good morning, how are you?’ or anything because, he was a fighter pilot and that person was just a safety worker”
So friends, who is packing your parachute? Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day.
We need many kinds of parachutes– we need the physical parachute, the mental parachute, the emotional parachute, and the spiritual parachute. We call on all these supports before reaching safety.
Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important.
We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason.
As you go through this week, this month, this year, recognize the people who pack your parachute. Happy New Year ❤️
It’s Christmas time again – feel the magic, feel the joy, feel the glow and see the beauty around you. Spread some smiles and bring cheer to hearts Let there be abundance of happiness and smiles for one and all ! Merry Christmas
A man was walking through a desert under the scorching sun. The intense heat and thirst parched his throat, and no matter how much he searched, he couldn’t find water. The water he had brought with him had run out, leaving his tongue dry. Desperately, he wandered around, hoping to find water somewhere.
In the distance, he saw a hand pump and thought he could drink water there. He rushed toward it, only to find no trace of water around the pump. Near the hand pump, he found a bottle of water. As he reached out to take it, he noticed a signboard nearby.
The board read: “You can drink the water in this bottle, but if you pour it into this pump and start pumping, a spring will flow from within. You will have more than enough water to quench your thirst.”
Confused and hesitant, he stood there, unsure of what to do. Gathering his courage, he poured the water from the bottle into the pump and began pumping. On the first attempt, nothing happened. Nor on the second. But on the fifth attempt, water gushed out! Overjoyed, he drank the water to his heart’s content and filled all the bottles he had brought with him.
Before leaving, he refilled the same bottle, placed it back near the pump, and wrote on the board: “This is true! I experienced it myself.”
Life is like this desert. There are pumps and bottles placed along our journey. Those who drink only from the bottle and move on miss the joy of the spring. But those who dare to pour the water into the pump experience the bliss of abundance and fulfillment
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