Getting Started on Container Gardening
Any gardening enthusiast will tell you that there is no place too small for you to create your own garden. With enough knowledge and creativity you can make turn any space into a beautiful garden. One of the best solutions to the lack of space is container gardening. Container gardening involves using containers to grow vegetables, herbs and fruits.
There are many benefits to container gardening the most important of which is that it requires less soil and takes up less space. People who live in apartment complexes, those with impaired mobility, and those who live in dry areas can still engage in gardening through this method. Container gardening also requires less time than growing and nurturing a big garden so those who do not have too much free time can start a container garden. Read More
People who are interested in container gardening can visit Simon Newman's blog-- container gardening This website will teach you everything you need to know about container gardening It also provides additional information regarding small or pocket gardens.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Eric and Alex Cursetobless Mentoring
Our story isn't extraordinary or unique. In fact, it's probably the same story that thousands of other Big Brothers/Big Sisters would share with you about their experience getting to know a total stranger. I'm a 48-year-old career military officer in the US Coast Guard and my mentee is a ten-year-old boy whose father lives 350 miles away. Matched when he was eight years old, we have spent the last two and a half years getting to know each other and learning how to be friends. This is our story.
I moved to Sault Ste Marie, MI after receiving military transfer orders from the CGC POLAR STAR in Seattle, WA. Back in Seattle, I have three children from a fourteen-year marriage that ended in 1997, who weren't even sure if the Upper Peninsula of Michigan was part of the United States or not. It is.
From the moment I arrived, I felt isolated from my own family and searched for a way to fill my time in a productive manner. About nine months later, I saw a BBBS ad in the Coast Guard monthly information flyer called the "Group Scoop". I called and made an appointment.
At the time, Alex was an eight-year old boy who had already been on the BBBS waiting list for two years before I discovered the program. He lived alone with his mother in a comfortable home just outside the city limits. Alex has a sister who is twelve years older than him and a brother who is two years older. Neither his brother nor his sister lived close enough to provide the friendship and leadership that Alex's mother wanted him to have. Alex visits his father a couple of times a year.
Both Alex and I are shy with strangers. We were a little bit embarrassed to be ourselves at first, but this wasn't a relationship that either one of us wanted to back away from just because it required some effort on our parts. During one of our first visits, we talked about all the things we like to do, made a list, and presented it to his mother for approval. We have been very successful at balancing our activities between things that require money such as movies, bowling, skating, skydiving (just kidding) and with community volunteer work like Habitat for Humanity, shoveling snow (my house) and working various booths at local festivals. We also set aside time for just sitting down together playing chess, checkers, cards or backgammon. We frequently find ourselves at the library looking up things like which Roman numeral means 50 or getting on the Internet. We go out an average of two times a week, sometimes more, sometimes less. Even very simple things like washing the car or going for a ride on the motorbike provides satisfaction for both of us.
Because I'm older than the average Big Brother, when we're out in public, people frequently assume that I’m Alex's dad. He and I have talked about this several times. Alex misses having his father close by and I was filling that void for him. Likewise, I missed my children and he was filling that void for me. Two years later, we have come to respect one another as good friends, brothers, if you will. We're now as comfortable with each other as we are with people we've known our whole lives. He is one of my favorite people, and I believe that my influence has had a positive effect on him. Alex's social skills have grown tremendously over the course of our friendship, and I'd like to think that I helped him with that. I know that his friendship has had a profound influence on my life.
I'm being transferred back to Seattle this summer. Now Alex and I have to learn how to say goodbye after two and a half wonderful years together, which is something I'm not looking forward to. I know we've developed feelings for one another, but we haven't talked about that yet. I hope the last thing we get to teach each other is how to say goodbye while keeping the joy of each other's memories in our hearts.
I moved to Sault Ste Marie, MI after receiving military transfer orders from the CGC POLAR STAR in Seattle, WA. Back in Seattle, I have three children from a fourteen-year marriage that ended in 1997, who weren't even sure if the Upper Peninsula of Michigan was part of the United States or not. It is.From the moment I arrived, I felt isolated from my own family and searched for a way to fill my time in a productive manner. About nine months later, I saw a BBBS ad in the Coast Guard monthly information flyer called the "Group Scoop". I called and made an appointment.
At the time, Alex was an eight-year old boy who had already been on the BBBS waiting list for two years before I discovered the program. He lived alone with his mother in a comfortable home just outside the city limits. Alex has a sister who is twelve years older than him and a brother who is two years older. Neither his brother nor his sister lived close enough to provide the friendship and leadership that Alex's mother wanted him to have. Alex visits his father a couple of times a year.
Both Alex and I are shy with strangers. We were a little bit embarrassed to be ourselves at first, but this wasn't a relationship that either one of us wanted to back away from just because it required some effort on our parts. During one of our first visits, we talked about all the things we like to do, made a list, and presented it to his mother for approval. We have been very successful at balancing our activities between things that require money such as movies, bowling, skating, skydiving (just kidding) and with community volunteer work like Habitat for Humanity, shoveling snow (my house) and working various booths at local festivals. We also set aside time for just sitting down together playing chess, checkers, cards or backgammon. We frequently find ourselves at the library looking up things like which Roman numeral means 50 or getting on the Internet. We go out an average of two times a week, sometimes more, sometimes less. Even very simple things like washing the car or going for a ride on the motorbike provides satisfaction for both of us.
Because I'm older than the average Big Brother, when we're out in public, people frequently assume that I’m Alex's dad. He and I have talked about this several times. Alex misses having his father close by and I was filling that void for him. Likewise, I missed my children and he was filling that void for me. Two years later, we have come to respect one another as good friends, brothers, if you will. We're now as comfortable with each other as we are with people we've known our whole lives. He is one of my favorite people, and I believe that my influence has had a positive effect on him. Alex's social skills have grown tremendously over the course of our friendship, and I'd like to think that I helped him with that. I know that his friendship has had a profound influence on my life.
I'm being transferred back to Seattle this summer. Now Alex and I have to learn how to say goodbye after two and a half wonderful years together, which is something I'm not looking forward to. I know we've developed feelings for one another, but we haven't talked about that yet. I hope the last thing we get to teach each other is how to say goodbye while keeping the joy of each other's memories in our hearts.
Fields of Blessings on Father's Day
Fields of Blessings on Father's Day
On Father’s Day we take the time
To turn our thoughts to dad
Thank him for the home he gave
For all the things we had.
We think about the fleeting years
Too quickly, gone for good
It seems like only yesterday
I’d go back if I could.
A time when dad was always there
No matter what the weather
Always strong when things went wrong
He held our lives together.
He strived so hard from day to day
And never once complained
With steady hands, he worked the land
And kept the family name.
He taught us that hard work pays off
You reap just what you sow
He said that if you tend your crops
Your field will overflow.
My harvest has been bountiful
He taught me how to give
In his firm and steadfast way
He taught me how to live.
Dad dwells among the angels now
He left us much too soon
He glides across a golden field
Above the harvest moon.
I see him in the fields of grain
He rides upon the wind
And when my path is beaten down
He picks me up again.
~ Marilyn Ferguson ~
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"Hear, ye children, the instruction of a father, and attend to know understanding. For I give you good doctrine, forsake ye not my law. For I was my father's son, tender and only beloved in the sight of my mother. He taught me also, and said unto me, Let thine heart retain my words: keep my commandments, and live." Proverbs 4:1-4 KJV
On Father’s Day we take the time
To turn our thoughts to dad
Thank him for the home he gave
For all the things we had.
We think about the fleeting years
Too quickly, gone for good
It seems like only yesterday
I’d go back if I could.
A time when dad was always there
No matter what the weather
Always strong when things went wrong
He held our lives together.
He strived so hard from day to day
And never once complained
With steady hands, he worked the land
And kept the family name.
He taught us that hard work pays off
You reap just what you sow
He said that if you tend your crops
Your field will overflow.
My harvest has been bountiful
He taught me how to give
In his firm and steadfast way
He taught me how to live.
Dad dwells among the angels now
He left us much too soon
He glides across a golden field
Above the harvest moon.
I see him in the fields of grain
He rides upon the wind
And when my path is beaten down
He picks me up again.
~ Marilyn Ferguson ~
All Rights Reserved
"Hear, ye children, the instruction of a father, and attend to know understanding. For I give you good doctrine, forsake ye not my law. For I was my father's son, tender and only beloved in the sight of my mother. He taught me also, and said unto me, Let thine heart retain my words: keep my commandments, and live." Proverbs 4:1-4 KJV
Saying “happy Father’s Day” Cursetobless In Different Languages
Saying “happy Father’s Day” in Different Languages
"I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father's protection." - Sigmund Freud.
Remember the days as a child, when you used to wait for your father to be back home in the evening? When you would jump into his arms … share your day’s exploits with him? And how patiently he would hear to all your tales? How easily he would solve the most intricate problems? You would know his arrival by the sheer knock on the door… you knew it was him. You knew him by his body odor - that soothing one that always seemed to reassure you that he was near. You knew him by his touch, his sounds, his gait …… you knew him by instinct.
The picture remains same. Over time and across geographical locations – the picture of a child relating to his/her father remains unaltered. No matter which corner of the world you belong the facets of relationship with your father never seems to change – the games you played with him in the backyard, the long drives, the values you learnt...the list is endless.
It’s this universality of a father-child relationship that makes Fathers Day a global event. While dates vary across regions, so does the language of wishing your father a “Happy Father’s Day”.
This is how you would say “Happy Father’s Day” in different languages –
1) Spanish - Día de padres feliz
2) Russian - Счастливый день отцов
3) Portugese - Dia de pais feliz
4) Italian - Giorno di padri felice
5) German - Glücklicher Vatertag
6) French - Jour de pères heureux
7) Dutch - De gelukkige Dag van Vaders
Although most countries celebrate Fathers Day according to the American custom, on the third Sunday of June, however there are some regions where Fathers day is celebrated on other dates. Argentina, Bangladesh, Bulgaria, Canada, Chile, China, Cuba, Czech Republic, France, Greece, Hong Kong, India, Japan, Malaysia, Malta, Mauritius, Mexico, Netherlands, Pakistan, Peru, Philippines, Puerto Rico, Ireland, Singapore, Slovakia, South Africa, Sri Lanka, Trinidad and Tobago, Turkey, United Kingdom, Venezuela, Zimbabwe all follow the American custom ( third Sunday of June) while Austria, Belgium and Costa Rica celebrate the event on the second Sunday of June. In the southern hemisphere – Australia and New Zealand celebrate Father’s Day on the first Sunday of September. Russia celebrates the event on 23rd February while In China Father’s Day is celebrated on the 8th of August. Some countries again have a religious aspect to this event. While Iran celebrates Father’s Day according yto the Islamic calendar on 13 Rajab, Germany follows the Biblical date of Ascension Day to celebrate the event.
No matter what date the event is celebrated on, what language is used to wish – the core emotion of expressing love, respect and gratitude on this day remains unchanged.
"I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father's protection." - Sigmund Freud.
Remember the days as a child, when you used to wait for your father to be back home in the evening? When you would jump into his arms … share your day’s exploits with him? And how patiently he would hear to all your tales? How easily he would solve the most intricate problems? You would know his arrival by the sheer knock on the door… you knew it was him. You knew him by his body odor - that soothing one that always seemed to reassure you that he was near. You knew him by his touch, his sounds, his gait …… you knew him by instinct.
The picture remains same. Over time and across geographical locations – the picture of a child relating to his/her father remains unaltered. No matter which corner of the world you belong the facets of relationship with your father never seems to change – the games you played with him in the backyard, the long drives, the values you learnt...the list is endless.It’s this universality of a father-child relationship that makes Fathers Day a global event. While dates vary across regions, so does the language of wishing your father a “Happy Father’s Day”.
This is how you would say “Happy Father’s Day” in different languages –
1) Spanish - Día de padres feliz
2) Russian - Счастливый день отцов
3) Portugese - Dia de pais feliz
4) Italian - Giorno di padri felice
5) German - Glücklicher Vatertag
6) French - Jour de pères heureux
7) Dutch - De gelukkige Dag van Vaders
Although most countries celebrate Fathers Day according to the American custom, on the third Sunday of June, however there are some regions where Fathers day is celebrated on other dates. Argentina, Bangladesh, Bulgaria, Canada, Chile, China, Cuba, Czech Republic, France, Greece, Hong Kong, India, Japan, Malaysia, Malta, Mauritius, Mexico, Netherlands, Pakistan, Peru, Philippines, Puerto Rico, Ireland, Singapore, Slovakia, South Africa, Sri Lanka, Trinidad and Tobago, Turkey, United Kingdom, Venezuela, Zimbabwe all follow the American custom ( third Sunday of June) while Austria, Belgium and Costa Rica celebrate the event on the second Sunday of June. In the southern hemisphere – Australia and New Zealand celebrate Father’s Day on the first Sunday of September. Russia celebrates the event on 23rd February while In China Father’s Day is celebrated on the 8th of August. Some countries again have a religious aspect to this event. While Iran celebrates Father’s Day according yto the Islamic calendar on 13 Rajab, Germany follows the Biblical date of Ascension Day to celebrate the event.
No matter what date the event is celebrated on, what language is used to wish – the core emotion of expressing love, respect and gratitude on this day remains unchanged.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Bible Content Cursetobless
~ Duplicate Content of Biblical Proportions ~
I have been doing some research of "Top 10 Lists" for a new site. Whilst no list of the top 10 best selling books is exactly the same, there is one common feature. Every single top 10 list states that The Bible in all its variations has sold more than 6 billion copies.
That is close to the current world population, estimated by the CIA to be 6,525,170,264
Thus there are probably as many bibles in the world as people
That is an awful lot of duplicate content
~ Gideons ~
Gideons is an interesting organisation, whose work is evangelism and distribution of the bible. You will see Gideons bibles in every hotel room, and I was given a Gideons bible whilst at school in addition to a larger bible I was issued for Religious Education lessons.
With the help of the Gideons organisation, whenever you need a bible, there is one close at hand.
~ Spread the Word ~
This is a fundamental concept in all religion, not just Christian. It is not enough to have the knowledge and faith, you are also meant to pass it onto other people. Lots of the time the knowledge will fall on deaf ears. If the knowledge is out there, and easy to find even without specifically looking for it, such as in a hotel room drawer, it has a benefit.
~ Worthwhile Duplicate Content ~
I am sure many of those 6 billion bibles are in dusty attics, unused drawers, or buried at the back on shelves, long forgotten. Every now and then one copy gets rediscovered, unearthed or brought out of hiding.
~ The Bible and Duplicate Content ~
A church is not the only place you can find a copy of the bible. I am sure many religious people read more of the bible while in church than the cumulative total of all other places, but that doesn't make it pointless to have multiple copies in your home, school, library and even hotel rooms. All those copies of the bible are seeds, and every now and then one of those seeds gets picked up and begins to germinate, wherever the seed is located.
I have been doing some research of "Top 10 Lists" for a new site. Whilst no list of the top 10 best selling books is exactly the same, there is one common feature. Every single top 10 list states that The Bible in all its variations has sold more than 6 billion copies.
That is close to the current world population, estimated by the CIA to be 6,525,170,264
Thus there are probably as many bibles in the world as people
That is an awful lot of duplicate content
~ Gideons ~
Gideons is an interesting organisation, whose work is evangelism and distribution of the bible. You will see Gideons bibles in every hotel room, and I was given a Gideons bible whilst at school in addition to a larger bible I was issued for Religious Education lessons.
With the help of the Gideons organisation, whenever you need a bible, there is one close at hand.
~ Spread the Word ~
This is a fundamental concept in all religion, not just Christian. It is not enough to have the knowledge and faith, you are also meant to pass it onto other people. Lots of the time the knowledge will fall on deaf ears. If the knowledge is out there, and easy to find even without specifically looking for it, such as in a hotel room drawer, it has a benefit.
~ Worthwhile Duplicate Content ~
I am sure many of those 6 billion bibles are in dusty attics, unused drawers, or buried at the back on shelves, long forgotten. Every now and then one copy gets rediscovered, unearthed or brought out of hiding.
~ The Bible and Duplicate Content ~
A church is not the only place you can find a copy of the bible. I am sure many religious people read more of the bible while in church than the cumulative total of all other places, but that doesn't make it pointless to have multiple copies in your home, school, library and even hotel rooms. All those copies of the bible are seeds, and every now and then one of those seeds gets picked up and begins to germinate, wherever the seed is located.
The Lesson
The Lesson
Last month I received a precious lesson around the swimming pool when my kids participated on the Marlins Swim Team. Curious moms like myself stepped out of our SUVs and minivans and stared with wide-eyed wonder at a woman driving an old Caddy, eight children in tow.
Her name is Lynn Clater but many of us simply referred to her as, "The mom with eight kids." Everyone, the husbands included, could picture the dishwater blonde with this colorful brood of children—Asian, black, white and somewhere in between. The seemingly close-knit group of all clean, smiling siblings looked like family.
We leaned our heads in twos, our eyes on their entrance, their departure, speculating that she was a foster parent. Regardless, we were amazed by her patience and kindness and touched by the mutual love that flowed so easily between all of them.
"Mama, look at my backstroke!" one of them would yell, and with a kind of delicate grace she'd sashay toward the blue waters packed with kids, most often with an eight-month-old strapped around her waist and a two-year-old on her heels.
"Great! I see ya, sugar," she'd bellow over the tumult.
One day, curiosity got the best of me and I boldly asked her how she came to mother so many children. I was surprised to find that she was not a foster parent, received no government funds, but years ago decided to start Noah's Ark Children's Ministry, Inc. in her home, to care for children of imprisoned mothers.
"But why so many?" I asked her, especially after discovering she had abandoned a high-paying job and her husband had suffered heart problems.
Her good-natured response was, "Why not? We live by faith and God always provides."
For her faith and her commitment, for her love and dedication, I'd like to bestow the good neighbor award on Lynn Clater of Marietta. Thank you, Lynn, for showing my family and others what happens when you open up your home and heart and extend love and caring for the good of many.
Last month I received a precious lesson around the swimming pool when my kids participated on the Marlins Swim Team. Curious moms like myself stepped out of our SUVs and minivans and stared with wide-eyed wonder at a woman driving an old Caddy, eight children in tow.
Her name is Lynn Clater but many of us simply referred to her as, "The mom with eight kids." Everyone, the husbands included, could picture the dishwater blonde with this colorful brood of children—Asian, black, white and somewhere in between. The seemingly close-knit group of all clean, smiling siblings looked like family.We leaned our heads in twos, our eyes on their entrance, their departure, speculating that she was a foster parent. Regardless, we were amazed by her patience and kindness and touched by the mutual love that flowed so easily between all of them.
"Mama, look at my backstroke!" one of them would yell, and with a kind of delicate grace she'd sashay toward the blue waters packed with kids, most often with an eight-month-old strapped around her waist and a two-year-old on her heels.
"Great! I see ya, sugar," she'd bellow over the tumult.
One day, curiosity got the best of me and I boldly asked her how she came to mother so many children. I was surprised to find that she was not a foster parent, received no government funds, but years ago decided to start Noah's Ark Children's Ministry, Inc. in her home, to care for children of imprisoned mothers.
"But why so many?" I asked her, especially after discovering she had abandoned a high-paying job and her husband had suffered heart problems.
Her good-natured response was, "Why not? We live by faith and God always provides."
For her faith and her commitment, for her love and dedication, I'd like to bestow the good neighbor award on Lynn Clater of Marietta. Thank you, Lynn, for showing my family and others what happens when you open up your home and heart and extend love and caring for the good of many.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
The Four Gentlemen Who Created A Beautiful World
The Four Gentlemen Who Created A Beautiful World
Four gentlemen visited me in my office. They came to say goodbye to me. They did not want to be part of this world.. They blamed me for their departure from this world... "It is a shame that individuals like you are forcing us to leave this world. We came here with a noble intention but it seems that you are not interested in us at all . You will suffer all along your life Vish. We curse you......"
" Go to Hell" I said. I have been doing my duty to the best of my abilities and you seem to say that i have been responsible for your exit...."
Turning to the Happiness, the first gentlemen, I said " You have failed to cheer up people..... so don't open your mouth..."
To Honesty I said " You have lost all interest in mankind....You are selfish and care only about yourself... Who cares for you anyway?..."
To Integrity I said " You fear to partner with ordinary human beings and roam around only with the great people. So Get lost this moment....
To Knowledge I said " You want to share your secrets only with few people. You are afraid that if everyone knows these secrets your value will be undermined.. You are playing a game and your intentions are not genuine, I dont need you in any case...
All the four gentlemen left my office. I heaved a sigh of relief. I became light... These four people had good characteristics but they put too much pressure on my being.....
Everyone in this world is trying to be happy....
Everyone in this world is trying to be honest...
Everyone in this world is trying to integrate their inner world with the outer...
Everyone in this world is trying to acquire knowledge...
And they keep trying for the rest of their life......
They will never succeed. How many people have been born and how many have died?. Billions have come and gone and all we have been doing is trying, trying and trying.... We are failing,failing and keep failing....
The reason is simple. ...
We tried to find happiness in only good things ,not the bad ones. Who told you my dear friend that happiness means showing of all your teeth? Who gave you the permission to deny happiness in sorrow and pain? Which school of thought related happiness with only pleasure...You belittled your own happiness and forced me to drive this gentlemen away from your life....
Majority of the human beings are honest. They pay all their bills on time and never cheat other people. But they cheat themselves. When you heard that faint voice from within you say something why did you not pay attention to it ?. Why were you not honest to all those wonderful things your inner voice whispered to you? Why did you cheat it my dear friend? Why did you not have the guts to follow it? Why? Why? Why? You did not earmark a place for honesty and forced me to drive this gentlemen away from your life....
You balanced your personal life with your professional life. Atleast you attempted to do.. But you never cared a damn about balancing your inner world with the outer. You gave it the stupid name of spirituality and gave it the last preference. When everything else failed you took shelter in your inner self. You are not ashamed to visit the bank everyday,you are not ashamed to have sex everyday but you have problems praying to God,to evoke your inner being,to visit a temple,church or mosque...everyday. You thought you could integrate your inner self with the outer at a later date, which stupid thought gave you permission to think in this manner my dear friend? You lost out on a golden opportunity to tap into the vast potential of your higher self and realise all your dreams ... You forced me to drive this gentlemen away from your life....
You gave education a lot of respect. I appreciate you for that. You worked hard on your education and you did very well. I salute you for that. But where is the sharpness of the mind... where is the concentration of the mind... How did doubt creep up in your mind, from where did insecurity manage to get in, how did you allow fear to enter into your premises?. How could these have happened if you had the real knowledge? Education is knowing the external world and knowledge is about mastering your inner being. You were educated but you lacked knowledge. You were an individual who went into the battlefield with all the tools but you did not know which territory to capture. You captured everything which came your way and this spelt doom for you... You could see but you could not visualise. You were strong but you were not powerful. You were wealthy but you were not rich. You were happy but you were not blissful... You were ignorant about knowledge and paid no attention to it. You had everything and yet you had nothing.... You forced me to drive this gentlemen away from your life....
"Relax...." said the four gentlemen to me... "We will give you and everyone else another chance. This time we will go out of our way to help everyone.. We promise you that... We will work one on one with every individual . We will work day and night for you. We will help you restore beauty in this world...
I thought about for a moment. Should i accept their proposal... Are these four guys genuine...?
I rose from the table and slapped them hard on their face. I returned home... "Daddy what happened to you, did someone hit you on your face. Your face is all red and swollen" said my six year old son. I looked at the mirror. I could see the four gentlemen smiling. Their face were not red and swollen... They were not affected by my reaction. " We are here to stay and help you... We are not going anywhere.We look forward to your criticism and active participation...." they seemed to say... I was embarrassed. My child came running. I hid my face. He forced it open with his gentle hands. The redness had disappeared and so was the swelling... We hugged each other.The four gentlemen also participated...... A beautiful world was created that very moment...
Four gentlemen visited me in my office. They came to say goodbye to me. They did not want to be part of this world.. They blamed me for their departure from this world... "It is a shame that individuals like you are forcing us to leave this world. We came here with a noble intention but it seems that you are not interested in us at all . You will suffer all along your life Vish. We curse you......"
" Go to Hell" I said. I have been doing my duty to the best of my abilities and you seem to say that i have been responsible for your exit...."
Turning to the Happiness, the first gentlemen, I said " You have failed to cheer up people..... so don't open your mouth..."
To Honesty I said " You have lost all interest in mankind....You are selfish and care only about yourself... Who cares for you anyway?..."
To Integrity I said " You fear to partner with ordinary human beings and roam around only with the great people. So Get lost this moment....
To Knowledge I said " You want to share your secrets only with few people. You are afraid that if everyone knows these secrets your value will be undermined.. You are playing a game and your intentions are not genuine, I dont need you in any case...
All the four gentlemen left my office. I heaved a sigh of relief. I became light... These four people had good characteristics but they put too much pressure on my being.....
Everyone in this world is trying to be happy....
Everyone in this world is trying to be honest...
Everyone in this world is trying to integrate their inner world with the outer...
Everyone in this world is trying to acquire knowledge...
And they keep trying for the rest of their life......
They will never succeed. How many people have been born and how many have died?. Billions have come and gone and all we have been doing is trying, trying and trying.... We are failing,failing and keep failing....
The reason is simple. ...
We tried to find happiness in only good things ,not the bad ones. Who told you my dear friend that happiness means showing of all your teeth? Who gave you the permission to deny happiness in sorrow and pain? Which school of thought related happiness with only pleasure...You belittled your own happiness and forced me to drive this gentlemen away from your life....
Majority of the human beings are honest. They pay all their bills on time and never cheat other people. But they cheat themselves. When you heard that faint voice from within you say something why did you not pay attention to it ?. Why were you not honest to all those wonderful things your inner voice whispered to you? Why did you cheat it my dear friend? Why did you not have the guts to follow it? Why? Why? Why? You did not earmark a place for honesty and forced me to drive this gentlemen away from your life....
You balanced your personal life with your professional life. Atleast you attempted to do.. But you never cared a damn about balancing your inner world with the outer. You gave it the stupid name of spirituality and gave it the last preference. When everything else failed you took shelter in your inner self. You are not ashamed to visit the bank everyday,you are not ashamed to have sex everyday but you have problems praying to God,to evoke your inner being,to visit a temple,church or mosque...everyday. You thought you could integrate your inner self with the outer at a later date, which stupid thought gave you permission to think in this manner my dear friend? You lost out on a golden opportunity to tap into the vast potential of your higher self and realise all your dreams ... You forced me to drive this gentlemen away from your life....
You gave education a lot of respect. I appreciate you for that. You worked hard on your education and you did very well. I salute you for that. But where is the sharpness of the mind... where is the concentration of the mind... How did doubt creep up in your mind, from where did insecurity manage to get in, how did you allow fear to enter into your premises?. How could these have happened if you had the real knowledge? Education is knowing the external world and knowledge is about mastering your inner being. You were educated but you lacked knowledge. You were an individual who went into the battlefield with all the tools but you did not know which territory to capture. You captured everything which came your way and this spelt doom for you... You could see but you could not visualise. You were strong but you were not powerful. You were wealthy but you were not rich. You were happy but you were not blissful... You were ignorant about knowledge and paid no attention to it. You had everything and yet you had nothing.... You forced me to drive this gentlemen away from your life....
"Relax...." said the four gentlemen to me... "We will give you and everyone else another chance. This time we will go out of our way to help everyone.. We promise you that... We will work one on one with every individual . We will work day and night for you. We will help you restore beauty in this world...
I thought about for a moment. Should i accept their proposal... Are these four guys genuine...?
I rose from the table and slapped them hard on their face. I returned home... "Daddy what happened to you, did someone hit you on your face. Your face is all red and swollen" said my six year old son. I looked at the mirror. I could see the four gentlemen smiling. Their face were not red and swollen... They were not affected by my reaction. " We are here to stay and help you... We are not going anywhere.We look forward to your criticism and active participation...." they seemed to say... I was embarrassed. My child came running. I hid my face. He forced it open with his gentle hands. The redness had disappeared and so was the swelling... We hugged each other.The four gentlemen also participated...... A beautiful world was created that very moment...
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