From Simon Y. – “I looked at a man selling fruit on the sidewalk on a hot day, and felt a connection with him. Can’t describe it but it was real.” (On the sharpening of one’s soul)
How have you used soul piercing pain in others to identify with a pain you also share, lately?
Good Foot, Soul Power & Make it Funky – James Brown (7:32)
Calling the Soul-Home – Cosmic Meditation (6:56)
Kobayashi Maru – Running Up that Hill – Kate Bush(3:21)
The Saint’s Wisdom.
Kandagupta was a famous saint. He lived in the outskirts of Maninagar which was the capital of Manipur Kingdom. There were very few who did not know about the wisdom of Kandagupta. He was also known for his fortune telling.
Maniraj who was the king of Manipuri came to know of the feats of Kandagupta. He wanted to pay respect to this great saint. So, he invited Kandagupta to his palace.
When Kandagupta arrived, Maniraj welcomed him and offered him a seat. Then, the king asked the saint to tell something about his feature from his horoscope.
After a keen observation into the king’s horoscope, Kandagupta started telling the future boons to be blessed upon the king. The king was so happy. He kept on rewarding the saint with gold and silver for every boon told by Kandagupta.
Now, came the time to say the future misfortunes. The whole outlook of Maniraj started to change. At one point he shouted, “Stop! You filthy soul! How dare you say such nonsense! I order you to say me the time of your death”.
Kandagupta replied in a small voice, “My lord! According to my calculations, my death will take place just an hour before thy death”.
The king was stunned. He felt his error. He begged pardon from Kandagupta and sent him off with furthermore wealth.
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. My head has so many expectations. It’s so had accept reality. I need to keep objective and not let my self for get my purpose.
I looked at a man selling fruit on the sidewalk on a hot day, and felt a connection with him. Can’t describe it but it was real.
When I watch the children who were separated from their parents and the terror they must feel coming from Honduras and other countries and seeking safe refuge in the US it makes me feel shame. Then anger. Then I just feel like I want to have children of my own to help grow up one day and help prevent things like this from ever happening again.