Two fish were floating around in a bowl. There were just swimming without a care or worry in the world. They were two different fish and yet felt as one. However, one of them had special powers. She was the special wish-fish. The wish-fish ironically could not fulfill wishes but she could only provide practical solutions to practical questions. Naturally, one day their owner took an interest in the special wish-fish and decided to try his luck. Well, guess who got lucky that moment. The question that the owner asked was: Will everything turn out okay in my life? The surprising answer came in a surprising way. The wish-fish would rearrange the little pebbles in an orderly fashion that made them look like she spelled:
Trust and it shall be granted to you!
As I am sitting here with my family I can notice ever so subtly how my family is preoccupied with the little games of life. They talk about people, events and who said what. It almost felt surreal when I realized that all of what I’ve seen is part of a big play. Our senses tell us what’s real. Being here with my family I no longer played the role that I’ve played for years. For a split second, it felt like I am the director and my family are actors. The director can say cut in a movie but in real life things are different. I cannot say cut to my family but I can realize when it’s time to be yourself. There’s nothing wrong with playing a role. It’s fun sometimes to just keep on playing. However, it’s more important to incorporate that play into real life.
”When you start playing the ”real game” of life the roles get even more interesting” – K.P.
What if we found the right keyhole and the right key? Things are quite simple. If we want to open a drawer that is locked, we must first find the right key. Instead of finding the right key we try a bunch of different keys that just won’t fit. We pull the drawer rather annoyed, thinking that it’ll open by itself. We can even break the drawer just to open it immediately.
Mind over matter or is it vice versa? Is it possible that the drawer has locked itself on purpose or have we locked it? Whatever the answer, there is only one solution. We have to find the right key. How do we do that? By observing, by looking attentively and by being still. Patience leads to the right one and we must be willing to look for it attentively. It may be so close yet if we’re unaware we cannot see it.
What’s the point of looking if we are not here to enjoy it? The drawer may be locked forever or may open quite easily. It is our choice.
The right key is to be found within the premises of our soul. We already got it, we don’t need to push, pull and grab until we open it. It’s here, the key is here.
Edna was a woman in her 60s who lived in the countryside. She lived alone, as her husband died many years ago, and her family moved to town. As she was sitting in her little kitchen drinking her hibiscus tea, there came those yearnings and sighs that usually come in a time of feeling completely lonely.
‘’Oh life becomes so dull when you get older’’ she thought. ‘’What am I to do in this God forsaken place all by myself?’’ Mind you, she loved gardening and taking walks in nature, but when her husband died and her family left, she just stopped and sort of felt into a spiral of despair.
Edna started recalling all those sweet times she spent with her family, as they had so much fun together and all felt great joie de vivre. ‘’If I could feel that love and joy again, I would give anything’’ she sighed.
When people are left with nothing to look forward to, their only consolation is to look backwards. All of a sudden, Bono ( whom I forgot to mention) ran rather happily into the kitchen and jumped onto Edna’s lap. Bono was their family pet, a husky. It gave her a bit of a fright, because she was not expecting him you know, as she wasn’t fully present in the moment. Her hands caressing that soft fur tended to soothe her. ‘’Bono, we’re all alone, who’s gonna love us now ha buddy?’’ she whispered to the dog. At that moment, Bono put his paw rather spontaneously onto Edna’s heart and looked her straight in the eyes. This visual encounter lasted for about 2 minutes, which left Edna to realizing something. The one who demanded love from someone else, the one who yearned for love is right here.
‘’Oh God, thanks for pointing me to the right direction’’ she concluded. It took only a paw to show her where her love has always resided. In her heart. Since I’m still alive she realized I’m still the source of my own loving attention.Edna burst into tears, hugged Bono tightly and said I LOVE YOU!
The kid in me got interested in a TV show that featured a cartoonish Albert Einstein and his theories. Apparently, he said that we should never stop questioning. Well, that got me thinking if we would never stop questioning then how can we live our life to the fullest and be the best versions of ourselves? The answer came as clearly as the light of a morning day. Kids are the only ones who question non-stop. That’s part of their growth. We all carry a streak of curiosity with us but the thing is when you stop questioning that means that you’ve matured and you’ve become a grown-up.
Thus, the kid in me got interested. Questions are useful up to a certain point. Later on, they can become burdens. Why? For the simple reason of learning to trust. Questioning every single thing in your life leads to a lack of trust. You second guess yourself and you start living for the question instead of living for the answer. Reality is quite simple yet we even as adults tend to overcomplicate everything. It’s so hard to surrender to trust when you’re used to living your life through suspense and delay.
Kids don’t have trouble expressing their emotions by questioning everything but adults have the trouble to answer them and live by them. In my book questioning everything makes the way for answering everything and trusting.
As adults, it is our duty to nurture our inner child and tend to its needs and yet it is even more important to become the parent-like child who becomes the answer.
”Sometimes we need to question everything until we stop questioning” – K.P.
What if we can put the ego in a story? What story would that be? Would it be the narcissist who would never shut up or the inferior one who would never have the guts to do something different? Would this be a story of a hero or a victim? Would we know how to begin and what to choose? Well, it’s always good to start right from the beginning, as to how the ego got created.
Eons ago many had the idea of being on a very diverse and challenging planet that would constantly evolve. The ego thought it would have little fun times on this particular planet. For the purpose of the story, we’ll call this Planet Neverending Change. As the ego enjoyed its stay on the planet over time it got a little bored and wanted something different. No matter how much the ego changed the curriculum of its activities that restlessness never went away. So, it began to wonder and ponder. All the existential dilemma appeared and the ego felt stuck and confused. Of course, feeling stuck and confused is the first starting point of feeling freer than ever before. When the confusion reached its peak the ego didn’t know where to go or who to turn to. The only choice on this planet was to surrender to change which was never-ending. Ego hated change. It represented going into an unknown territory and that terrified the ego. Actually, the fact was that you only go back to your celestial roots and that’s that. But the ego didn’t know that. It constantly searched for ways to get out of the surrendering by pushing things away. Alas, it was all useless. Drama was its life and this spiritual-all- of -a -sudden stuff distressed it. After going through several realizations the ego started feeling inspired by change. It even accepted change and was looking forward as to where it would go next. This story about the ego coming back home is actually how it all started. At home. Nothing changed but only the ego realized that it was the Neverending change. It was created as change and its whole existence was about change. Changing for the better is the only way to be.
Once the ego became the change self-confidence and strength were its constant companions.
In the outskirts of a faraway town there lived the most fearful and distressed human. She would often not go out simply because she was so scared of everything. A little sneeze would scare her. Any talk about crimes, diseases or anything in between would contribute to her seclusion. The outside world scared the Dickens out of her and she believed that protecting herself from it all was the right way to be. However, the way she felt things even in her own protected bubble made her rethink her seclusion. She was a sensitive being and could not stop the feelings that came to her more often than she desired. Not even doing meditation as a daily ritual would dispense her feelings for long. She would often receive vision-like thoughts that reassured her that her sensitivity cannot cause her demise. She was told that her sensitivity is only here to help her feel more confident in the world she feared so much.
One day she just had it with being a recluse on her own and decided to go out. She decided to go outside of her mind and inside the world. She was petrified of course because she didn’t know what might happen to her. It was a very hot summer and the high temperatures only added to her fears. But she did it anyway. The blazing hot sun was at its peak and yet she kept on going. Halfway through it she just stopped. All her fears came back and she wanted to go back home where she thought she was the safest. Well, she couldn’t even go back because she made it halfway through and didn’t have the courage neither to go forward nor to come back. She was terribly distressed and there was no one in sight to help her. When she least expected a soft and gentle voice told her: Now you met your fears halfway through and if you decide to go forward they will vanish but if you decide to go back they will go to retreat mode and resurface again at the most inopportune time. For some peculiar reason that seemed to calm her down a little bit. She was now facing a really important crossroads in her mind. The gentle voice that spoke to her prior to her making a decision gave her a gentle ‘’push’’ of reassurance so she would be able to make the right decision. She felt embraced by a loving beautiful energy and that gave her the courage that she needed to move forward. She made the choice that she was postponing for a long time. The courage she received helped the fearful distressed human become the most de-stressed bold angel. From then on she enjoyed her stay in the world and was eager to experiment and try new things. She even started doing things she would never do before.
As she discovered her new angelic disposition she moved in town and started enjoying being around people. Her sensitivity was polished and she would not feel the burden of the world as before. She would feel as if she belonged there and was confident enough to lighten the burdens of many.
This is a story of a girl who was once petrified of everything but found the courage in herself to move forward into new and wonderful adventures.