Living in this now is a sustaining yet exacting task and as every moment presents itself uniquely there is no game plan other than living in it, being at peace, sensing peace and spreading peace in every now as life plays on…so own up to your share of peace.
“A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that 1,100 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
Three minutes went by, and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace, and stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried up to meet his schedule.
A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping, and continued to walk.
A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.
The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried, but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally, the mother pushed hard, and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.
In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money, but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the most talented musicians in the world. He had just played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, on a violin worth $3.5 million dollars.
Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?
One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?”
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The Boss was retiring
Everyone had tears in their eyes on the day of his farewell.
One of the employees said,
“Sir, there is one thing we want to learn from you.
You worked here for so many years.
Leave aside about scolding your subordinates,
we have never seen you even shouting at them.
We have scolded our subordinates on the pressure of work or for other reasons.
We want to know about the seed of your patience.”
The Boss said,
“This all comes from the incident of my childhood.
My father was working as a lower-level employee in an office.
He was a very nice person.
He was respected very much in our family.
It happened one day,
I was studying in the 4th standard.
I had gone to the office of my father for some reason.
I saw that my father was not on his seat.
I waited outside.
After some time,
the door of the Boss opened, my father came out of the door.
I saw the face of my father had turned red.
He went straight to a corner and stood there looking outside through a window.
He had not seen me.
I went to him and called him slowly.
He was taken by surprise and turned back to look at me.
I saw a stream of tears flowing down his eyes.
He was slightly disturbed seeing me. He did not find time to wipe out his tears.
Can my father cry anytime?
He was the strongest man in the world for me.
It was out of my wildest imagination that someone could hurt him.
I ran straight to the room of the Boss.
Father was calling me from behind.
But, listening to nothing,
I went inside and asked the Boss,
“Why did you make my father cry?”
The Boss was also surprised.
Thereafter, my father tried to make me understand.
But, that day I had decided to take revenge on the Boss.
From that day I decided that I will study well and become a Boss one day,
but I will not make my subordinates cry anytime.
Because, they are not only the employees of my office, they are also respected and dear father or brother or somebody of their families and belong to someone important.
People say it is not possible to control others without scolding them.
I say, what is love then for?”
People who come to work are the ones who devote their best and quality time of the day to work, leaving not much time for their families. They do deserve better treatment from their surroundings._
Ships don’t sink because of the water around them; ships sink because of the water that gets in them. Don’t let what’s happening around you and your circumstances get inside you in your mind and weigh you down.
Make your life such where peace becomes your priority and no negativity can exist in your life.
*Just because you’re angry that doesn’t give you any right to be cruel.*
*Anger, on the other hand, doesn’t solve anything, it builds nothing, but it can destroy everything.*
*Neurologist claim that every time you resist acting on your anger, you’re actually rewiring your brain to be calmer and more loving.*
*The less you respond to rude, critical, argumentative people… the more peaceful your life becomes.*
*Explain your anger instead of expressing it, and you will find solutions instead of arguments.*
There was a question asked to Ramana Maharishi
Question: What is the best way to treat others?
Ramana: There are no others.
This is the simple truth of life and living well.
If only we can see how we are but reflections of one another then a lot of discrimination will stop right then and there.
Discrimination is the root of conflict.
To think one life as above or below another creates inequalities in mutual treatment and socialization.
Remember to practice non discrimination in life and living.
Cage not the heart of those who dream of the yonder
Beyond the clouds over the hills
Their spirit seeks to wander.
Across the horizon, their soul belongs
Seek not to hold them
For they are way ahead of you already
Too swift are their thoughts
Too far away are their hearts
Too distant are you from them already
Not for them, the mundane chores
Not for them, the worldly spoils
Not for them, the earthly desires
Not for them the meaningless wants
Seek not to find common ground
For they have moved on way back in time
Neither in dreams or in dare
Can there be a parallel
Seek not, as your paths are not meant to cross.
Let them go, as it is meant to be.
Soak in the serenity of silence
You can create your own calm
Stay free from strain and stress
Sense the peace within.
Inspite of the reigning chaos
Whatever happens around you
Hold on to your inner sense of calm
The solution is within you to know
Sense the peace within.
There is always something we can learn to do…
We can learn to be more understanding and empathetic.
We can learn to be caring and not controlling.
We can learn to love than be lackadaisical of another’s needs.
We can learn to be trustful.
We can learn to believe in evolving together.
We can learn to see the wisdom in the challenges.
We can learn to trade our fears for faith.
We can learn to stop those bullying another into submission.
We can learn to live and let live.
No one owns us and we certainly do not own another.
I love the power of these words.
So profoundly inspiring that I had to share.
“I choose gentleness…
Nothing is won by force.
I choose to be gentle.
If I raise my voice may it be only in praise.
If I clench my fist, may it be only in prayer.
If I make a demand, may it be only of myself.”
Truly beautiful and I deeply appreciate the profound strength of gentleness.
Gentleness is strength of the being
Rendered with softness
It is the power of compassion
That cares to bring the truth
Correcting the tone with care
So that it is well received.
Gentle are bravehearts
A gentle soul intends in goodwill.
Gentleness is a way of life
The path of the gentle
May not be easy
Being gentle is a choice you make.
Gratefulness is a gift of realization of the infinite.
It is an attitude worth cultivating
It is a a breakthrough towards transcendence
It is the ability to change the difficult to bearable.
It is a positive step in the transition
It is a sensing of faith trust and belief
It is a relief from hatred.
It is a pause to allow the hurt to heal.
It is a inner transformation.
It is a breathe in awareness
It is a creator of infinite abundance.
It is a move from the heart.
It is an awareness of potential flow
It is an acceptance of the almighty
It is a conscious awakening of the heart
It is an expression in thankfulness.
Breathe in awareness
Breathe out of morbidity
Breathe in lightness
Breathe out of denseness
Breathe in wholeness
Breathe out of separateness
Breathe in flexibility
Breathe out of rigidity
Breathe in truth
Breathe out of the false
Breathe in peace
Breathe out of chaos
Breathe in clarity
Breathe out of distress
Breathe in wisdom
Breathe out of ignorance.
In the farthest path without a trail
The soul might find its root of being
The heart and mind will set its sail
And stir the soul into its state of knowing
Beyond the path, that’s homeward bound
The journey is the test of the perseverance of will
To reach the home roots of many lifetimes that the soul has found.
Wise to persevere to reach the place unknown and known
The path is forgotten but will be forged on just fine.
When in faith the seeds have been sown
With a will to reach, crossing the trials beyond yours and mine … 🙂
Point of intersection
Sacred and sacrosanct
To the evolving
In thoughts ideas or deeds.
In making and breaking
In marking or masking
In chanelling or containing
And changing in the exchanges.
The element of space
Creates the challenges.
Emergence of a point or idea
Creates ways for the dance of evolution
Moving it towards convergence
What matters is the path and the way
It chooses to do so.
In intention and contention
Significance of its impact
Matters to the whole
In the freedom lost and gained
As a means to an end
Or in a journey of wonder.
In this dance
Of emergence and convergence
Containing and contracting
In nullifying on impact
Or expressing and expanding
In projecting the possibilities
Creating scope to flourish or finish
Gradually or abruptly.
In the course of such a convergence
The meeting point then diverges
Into the experiences of the being
In thought and action
Creating a muscle memory.
To take off on its course
Treading over or gliding through
To new paths in the possibilities.
In birthing or bouncing off
The intersections create energy
Within and around
And in the spaces beyond
That continues to impact as waves
Deeply even in the subtlest of ways.