i'm back...
What a wonderful experience to unplug, relax, and spend time with loved ones. On Saturday I only opened my computer to play music. The weekend was full of festivities, chili night, Thanksgiving dinner, tree decorating, and a movie. Oh and lots of sleep. Last night Goom sat at the foot of the tree and stared into it with awe and excited. There is no better gift than seeing your child's face light up with wonder.
Over the weekend, I came across this amazing little story in Autobiography of a Yogi that I had to share with you.
“After weeks without food, he would break his fast with potfuls of clabbered milk offered to him by devotees. A skeptic once determined to expose Trailanga as a charlatan. A large bucket of calcium-lime mixture, used in whitewashing walls, was placed before the swami.
‘Master,” the materialist said, in mock reverence. ‘I have brought you some clabbered milk. Please drink it.’
Trailanga unhesitatingly drank, to the last drip, the quarts of burning lime. In a few minutes the evildoer fell to the ground in agony.
‘Help, Swami, help!’ he cried. ‘I am on fire! Forgive my wicked test!’
The great yogi broke his habitual silence. ‘Scoffer,’ he said, ‘you did not realize when you offered me poison that my life is one with your own. Except for my knowledge that God is present in my stomach, as in every atom of creation, the lime would have killed me. Now that you know the divine meaning of boomerang, never again play tricks on anyone.’
The sinner, healed by Trailanga’s words, slunk feebly away.
The reversal of pain was not a result of the master’s will but of the operation of the law of justice that upholds creation’s farthest swinging orb. The functioning of the divine law is instantaneous for men of the God-realization like Trailanga; they have banished forever all thwarting crosscurrents of ego.”
I hope your past week was blessed with love and joy. It is truly the beginning of a magical season.
Over the weekend, I came across this amazing little story in Autobiography of a Yogi that I had to share with you.
“After weeks without food, he would break his fast with potfuls of clabbered milk offered to him by devotees. A skeptic once determined to expose Trailanga as a charlatan. A large bucket of calcium-lime mixture, used in whitewashing walls, was placed before the swami.
‘Master,” the materialist said, in mock reverence. ‘I have brought you some clabbered milk. Please drink it.’
Trailanga unhesitatingly drank, to the last drip, the quarts of burning lime. In a few minutes the evildoer fell to the ground in agony.
‘Help, Swami, help!’ he cried. ‘I am on fire! Forgive my wicked test!’
The great yogi broke his habitual silence. ‘Scoffer,’ he said, ‘you did not realize when you offered me poison that my life is one with your own. Except for my knowledge that God is present in my stomach, as in every atom of creation, the lime would have killed me. Now that you know the divine meaning of boomerang, never again play tricks on anyone.’
The sinner, healed by Trailanga’s words, slunk feebly away.
The reversal of pain was not a result of the master’s will but of the operation of the law of justice that upholds creation’s farthest swinging orb. The functioning of the divine law is instantaneous for men of the God-realization like Trailanga; they have banished forever all thwarting crosscurrents of ego.”
I hope your past week was blessed with love and joy. It is truly the beginning of a magical season.
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Love Renee xoxo
My grands were here last week and they helped Nana decorate for Christmas; their eyes were lit up for 6 days straight!
Happy Monday.
Lovely lesson Stacey. You never fail to amaze me. So happy you had a wonderful Thanksgiving and surrounding days with Goom and your family. Someday I want you to adopt me. K?
Thanks for sharing this story; I bookmarked the page so I can come back and read it again.
peace
thank you!!
Loved the story you shared; so much wisdom in a few lines.;)
xo
Zuzana
and the moral of the story, of course: what comes around goes around. but this one has a teachable twist. yes, we are all one. how come i keep forgetting that?
xoxo
kj
Yes, the season of magic has begun.
Secretia
lovely to see you again :)
I love this festive season too.
I like the story very much... a gentle reminder
love to you
Ribbon x
Xmas! and the magic begins.
lots of love
hugs