Food for Thought
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I am nothing
read an article by -Paul Buchheit, in I Am Nothing
What will you do if you're too tough to be a good woman, too sensitive to be a good man, too selfish to be a good husband, too lazy to be a good employee, too shy to be a good friend, too caring to be rational, too fat to be pretty, too effeminate to be straight, too introverted to be a good leader, too smart to be kind, too young to be taken seriously, too old to make a difference, or too far behind to even get in the race?These are all false standards and false dichotomies, but they are so common and so ingrained that we sometimes believe in them without even realizing it. And this leads to a mountain of insecurities, because nobody measures up to these crazy standards (and nobody should). But even if we don't believe in these things, it still matters what other people think, right? What will the neighbors think? Or how about our co-workers, or the people at church? And so everyone works to hide their insecurities, and they look around at their peers for comparison, and maybe they feel bad because everyone else seems to have it easy, to have it all figured out. The truth is, nobody can see the truth anymore. They are all working to hide the truth, because the truth is that they are afraid of who or what they really are. So they all put on a show, and they pretend to be a good whatever. Or maybe they rebel, and make a point of being a bad whatever, but then they are still under the control of that false standard, and they are still not being themselves.
That is all so exhausting.
I am nothing. It's simple. If I were smart, I might be afraid of looking stupid. If I were successful, I might be afraid of failure. If I were a man, I might be afraid of being weak. If I were a Christian, I might be afraid of losing faith. If I were an atheist, I might be afraid of believing. If I were rational, I might be afraid of my emotions. If I were introverted, I might be afraid of meeting new people. If I were respectable, I might be afraid of looking foolish. If I were an expert, I might be afraid of being wrong.
But I am nothing, and so I am finally free to be myself.
This isn't license to stagnate. Change is inevitable. Change is part of who we are, but if we aren't changing for the better, then we are just slowly decaying.
By returning to zero expectations, by accepting that I am nothing, it is easier to see the truth. Fear, jealousy, insecurity, unfairness, embarrassment -- these feelings cloud our ability to see what is. The truth is often threatening, and once our defenses are up, it's difficult to be completely honest with anyone, even ourselves. But when I am nothing, when I have no image or identity or ego to protect, I can begin to see and accept things as they really are. That is the beginning of positive change, because we cannot change what we do not accept and do not understand. But with understanding, we can finally see the difference between fixing problems, and hiding them, the difference between genuine improvement, and faking it. We discover that many of our weaknesses are actually strengths once we learn how to use them, and that our greatest gifts are often buried beneath our greatest insecurities.
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You are unique
You are a Masterpiece
- Sri Sri Ravi Shankar
"A plum once said, 'just because a banana lover came by, I converted myself into a banana. Unfortunately, his taste changed after a few months and so I became an orange. When he said I was bitter I became an apple, but he went
in search of grapes. Yielding to the opinions of so many people, I have changed so many times that I no more know who I am. How I wish I had remained a plum and waited for a plum lover.'Just because a group of people or someone do not accept you as you are, there is no necessity for you to strip yourself of your originality. You need to think Good of yourself, for the world takes you at your own estimate. Never stoop down in order to gain recognition. Never let go of your true self to win a relationship. In the long run, you will regret that you traded your greatest Glory - your uniqueness, for momentary validation. Even Gandhi was not accepted by many people. The group that does not accept you as YOU is not Your world.
There is a world for each one of you, where you shall reign as king /queen by just being yourself. Find that world... In fact, that world will find You.
What water can do, gasoline cannot and what copper can, gold cannot. The fragility of the ant enables it to move and the rigidity of the tree enables it to stay rooted. Everything and everybody has been designed with a Proportion of uniqueness to serve a purpose that we can fulfill only by being our unique self. You as you alone can serve your purpose and I as I Alone can serve my purpose. You are here to be you... Just YOU.
There was a time in this world when a Krishna was required and he was sent; A time when a Christ was required and he was sent; a time when a Mahatma was Required and he was sent; a time when a J.R.D.Tata was required and he was Sent. There came a time when you were required on this planet and hence you were sent. Let us be the best we can be.
In the history of the universe, there has been nobody like you and to the infinity of time to come, there will be no one like you. Existence should have loved you so much that it broke the mould after making you, so that another of your kind will never get repeated. "You are original. You are rare. You are unique. You are a wonder. You are a masterpiece. .. Your Master's piece. Celebrate your Uniqueness."~ Sri Sri Ravi Shankar
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Patience
Why Patience Pays Off
"Consider this powerful quote by Lao Tzu: 'Do you have the patience to wait until your mud settles, and the water is clear? Can you remain unmoving until the right action arises by itself?' We might think of "waiting" as taking time, but it's actually less about clock time and more about inner space. Of course, there are moments when our immediate gut-level response to a situation is a flash of intuition that can be trusted, moments when it's crystal clear what needs to be done. But at other times, an experience stirs up some of that inner mud, and at those times, patience engages us in the process of becoming still. An unclear mind, one in which right action isn't obvious, isn't a "bad" thing. Wisdom, after all, develops at the edges of our understanding." A deep reflection on why patience pays off: { read more }
http://www.dailygood.org/view.php?sid=68
Be The Change
Withhold an immediate response to a question. Instead, practice patience and allow the answer to become clearer.
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Responsibilty
The wise man wants you only to have insight into things so that you have your own light. But you don't want insight, you want clear-cut instructions. You don't want to see yourself, you want to be guided. You don't want to accept your responsibility towards yourself; you want to throw the whole responsibility on the shoulders of the master, on the shoulders of the wise man. Then you feel at ease. Now he is responsible; if something goes wrong, he is responsible. And everything is going to be wrong, because unless you take your responsibility nothing is ever going to be right.
Nobody can put you right except you yourself.
A real religious person is born the moment you accept your responsibility for yourself, the moment you say, “Whatsoever I am is my choice—not of the past but of the present. It is my choice of this moment, and if I want to change it I am absolutely free to change it. Nobody can hinder me—no social force, no state, no history, no economics, no unconscious, can hinder me. If I am determined to change it, I can change it.
The master simply teaches you to be a master of yourself - that is the true function of a master. He does not want you to depend on him. But the mind goes on playing these mischief. The mind wants you to depend. The mind is always in search of a father figure or a mother figure; you want somebody to hold your hand. You want somebody to guide, to lead.
The master can only indicate. He is a finger pointing to the moon. But the mind plays a mischief: it clings to the finger - you may even start sucking the finger.
A Zen master, Nan Yin, used to say to his disciples, "Please don't bite my finger - look at the moon!"
FROM YOUR VERY CHILDHOOD YOU HAVE BEEN TAUGHT NOT TO BE responsible. You have been taught to depend. You have been taught to be responsible to your father, to your mother, to your family, to your motherland, to all kinds of nonsense. But you have not been told that you have to be responsible for yourself, that there is nobody who is going to take your responsibility. . . .
I teach you not to be responsible to anybody —the father, the mother, the country, the religion, the party line, don’t be responsible to anybody. You are not!
Just be responsible to yourself. Do whatsoever you feel like doing. If it is wrong, the punishment will immediately follow. If it is right, the reward will follow immediately, instantly; there is no other way. In this way you will start finding what is wrong, what is right, on your own. You will grow a new sensitivity— Indians call it the third eye. You will start seeing with a new vision, a new eye. Instantly you will know what is wrong, because in the past so many times you have done it and always suffered in consequence. You will know what is right, because whenever you did existence showered great blessings on you. Cause and effect are together, they are not separated by years and lives. . . .
This is what I mean by being responsible to yourself. There is no God on whom you can dump your responsibility, but you are always searching to dump on somebody, even on a poor man like me, who is continuously telling you that I am not responsible for anything, for anybody. Still, somehow, deep down you go on carrying the illusion that I must be joking. I am not joking. “He is our master," you must be thinking. “How can he say that he is not responsible?" But you don’t understand. Dumping your responsibility on me, you will remain retarded, childish. You will never grow.
The only way to grow is to accept all the good, the bad, the joyful, the sorrowful. Everything that happens to you, you are responsible for. That gives you great freedom.
If I am responsible for something, then the key to your actions is in my hands. Then you are a slave to me. Then you are a puppet and the strings are in my hand. I say dance, you dance; I say stop, you stop. Of course, the puppet cannot be responsible for anything. The puppeteer, who is behind the screen, is always responsible. God is the great puppeteer.
The moment I say there is no puppeteer, no God, no saint, it is all rubbish, I am trying to give you total freedom. I am making you absolutely responsible for everything that happens to you or does not happen. Rejoice in this freedom. Rejoice in this great understanding that you are responsible for everything in your life. This will make you what I call an individual. And to become an individual is to know all that is worth knowing, is to experience all that is worth experiencing. To be an individual is to be liberated, is to be enlightened.By OSHO - Rajneesh (from his book - Autobiography of a spiritually incorrect mystic)
(Prepared by clicking the photo of the pages from the book and getting google doc to convert image into text - works like a charm!
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Burnt Biscuits
Mom liked to make dinner with extra care. And I remember one night in particular when she had made it after a long, hard day at work. That evening, mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed. All dad did was reach for his biscuit, smiled at mom and asked me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and ate every bite. When I got up from the table, I remember hearing mom apologize to dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: Honey, I love burned biscuits. Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides - a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!" You know, life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others' faults - and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship. Because in the end, you are the master of your own life, to be happy or unhappy, to be positive or negative. We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship , be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship. Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own. So please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burnt one will do just fine... ;-)
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I want to know
The Invitation by Oriah
It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know|
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.It doesn’t interest me
how old you are.
I want to know
if you will risk
looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.It doesn’t interest me
what planets are
squaring your moon...
I want to know
if you have touched
the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened
by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.I want to know
if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.I want to know
if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.It doesn’t interest me
if the story you are telling me
is true.I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear
the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.I want to know
if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.I want to know
if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.It doesn’t interest me
who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.It doesn’t interest me
where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.I want to know
if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like
the company you keep
in the empty moments.By Oriah © Mountain Dreaming,
from the book "The Invitation"
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Perfect Circle
In his book, How Good Do We Have to Be, Rabbi Harold Kushner tells a story he read in a book which he calls a fairy tale for adults. It is called "The Missing Piece," and it goes like this:
"Once there was a circle that was missing a piece. A large triangular wedge had been cut out of it. The circle wanted to be whole, with nothing missing, so it went around looking for its missing piece. But because it was incomplete, it could only roll very slowly as it rolled through the world.
"And as it rolled slowly, it admired the flowers along the way. It chatted with butterflies and enjoyed the sunshine. It found lots of pieces, but none of them fit, so it left them all by the side of the road and kept on searching.
"Then, one day, it found a piece that fit perfectly. It was so happy. Now it could be whole, with nothing missing. It incorporated the missing piece into itself and began to roll.
"Now it was a perfect circle, and it could roll very fast--too fast to notice the flowers, too fast to talk to the butterflies.
"When it realized how different the world seemed when it rolled through it so quickly, it stopped, left its missing piece by the side of the road, and rolled slowly away, looking for its missing piece."
In some strange sense, we are more whole when we're incomplete--when we're missing something.
Your thoughtswith warm regardssubha -
Read my way
Sharing from a mail
what children are excited by is not necessarily congruent with adult
perceptions about what is good for them; what they must read, watch or be
exposed to. This is not to say that we must give up the idea of sharing
stories that we feel our children could learn from; rather we should perhaps
begin to wear our anxieties a bit lightly. If something is imposed, there’s
bound to be resistance.“Sometimes when I visit schools, I ask children how many of them don’t like
to read. Many of them say that it’s because the books at home are all picked
up by their parents, and they find those books boring. They don’t have a
choice in what they read. Also, I think some children will never love books,
and that’s okay. They can go play in the park, or do something else that
they enjoy,” she says.There’s too much pressure on children. Even in the case of parents who
encourage their children to read, there is often an impulse to push them
into reading seemingly more complex books; for instance, to move beyond
picture books, and to read ‘real’ books packed with text. Says Anushka
“Children relate to pictures in a very different way than adults. For many
adults, the concern is how to keep them occupied instead of thinking about
what the children will engage with and enjoy.” So how does she manage to
figure out what a child will enjoy? “I don’t think of a reader out there.
You have to tap into the child in yourself and write for that.”*References*
Modi, C. (2008). Official School Poetry in Indian Textbooks: A Critical
View. *Teaching English as a Second or Foreign Language* 12/3, 1-8.
http://www.tesl-ej.org/wordpress/issues/volume12/ ej47/ej47r1/<http://www.tesl- ej.org/wordpress/issues/ volume12/ej47/%20ej47r1/> Munro, H. H. (1949). The storyteller. In L. B. Cook, W. Loban, O.J.
Campbell, & R.M. Stauffer (Eds.), *The world through literature*.
California: Harcourt, Brace and Company. 406-411.
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Feel, Listen and Care
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Cry or Laugh
A wise man once sat in the audience & cracked a joke. All laughed like crazy. After a moment he cracked the same joke again and a little less people laughed this time. He cracked the same joke again & again, When there was no laughter in the crowd, he smiled and said "When u can't laugh on the same joke again & again, then why do u keep crying over the same thing over and over again.
'Forget the past & move on' ...
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View
Contributed by Ramki of 13ttt - thanks Ramki
Don't just have points of view - have points to view
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Forgiveness
One day, the sage gave the disciple an empty sack and a basket of potatoes. "Think of all the people who have done or said something against you in the recent past, especially those you cannot forgive. For each of them, inscribe the name on a potato and put it in the sack."
The disciple came up quite a few names, and soon his sack was heavy with potatoes.
"Carry the sack with you wherever you go for a week," said the sage. "We'll talk after that."
At first, the disciple thought nothing of it. Carrying the sack was not particularly difficult. But after a while, it became more of a burden. It sometimes got in the way, and it seemed to require more effort to carry as time went on, even though its weight remained the same.
After a few days, the sack began to smell. The carved potatoes gave off a ripe odor. Not only were they increasingly inconvenient to carry around, they were also becoming rather unpleasant.
Finally, the week was over. The sage summoned the disciple. "Any thoughts about all this?"
"Yes, Master," the disciple replied. "When we are unable to forgive others, we carry negative feelings with us everywhere, much like these potatoes. That negativity becomes a burden to us and, after a while, it festers."
"Yes, that is exactly what happens when one holds a grudge. So, how can we lighten the load?"
"We must strive to forgive."
"Forgiving someone is the equivalent of removing the corresponding potato from the sack. How many of your transgressors are you able to forgive?"
"I've thought about it quite a bit, Master," the disciple said. "It required much effort, but I have decided to forgive all of them."
"Very well, we can remove all the potatoes. Were there any more people who transgressed against you this last week?"
The disciple thought for a while and admitted there were. Then he felt panic when he realized his empty sack was about to get filled up again.
"Master," he asked, "if we continue like this, wouldn't there always be potatoes in the sack week after week?"
"Yes, as long as people speak or act against you in some way, you will always have potatoes."
"But Master, we can never control what others do. So what good is the Tao in this case?"
"We're not at the realm of the Tao yet. Everything we have talked about so far is the conventional approach to forgiveness. It is the same thing that many philosophies and most religions preach – we must constantly strive to forgive, for it is an important virtue. This is not the Tao because there is no striving in the Tao."
"Then what is the Tao, Master?"
"You can figure it out. If the potatoes are negative feelings, then what is the sack?"
"The sack is... that which allows me to hold on to the negativity. It is something within us that makes us dwell on feeling offended.... Ah, it is my inflated sense of self-importance."
"And what will happen if you let go of it?"
"Then... there is no sack to carry the potatoes / grudge. No me, no holding of the grudge, no need to forgive."
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Problem is good news
Everywhere you look today there are problems. Turn on your TV or computer, pick up a magazine or paper, and what do you see? Problems.
Talk to your spouse, co-workers, family members or friends, and within minutes someone will bring up a problem...or two or three.
In an unforgettable way, Michael McMillan teaches us that many problems aren't problems at all - only opportunities for unseen solutions waiting to be formed!
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Do not limit your child to your own education
From http://www.deccanchronicle.
com/business/bagful-wishes-422 By Ashish Rajpal
Do not limit your child to your own education, for he was born in another
time.A Jewish proverb
I wish that hands-on exploration be part of our classroom curriculum. What
if children were treated as little scientists who conducted experiments with
their own hands, made observations, asked questions and came to their own
conclusions while guided by the teacher?For me personally, a defining experience was a class I attended with Eleanor
Duckworth. She was our professor at Harvard University who would run classes
in a very hands-on and experiential way. She would make us do permutations
and combination exercises with clips, make us do area and volume exercises
with chocolate bars, keep us up late at night and make us watch the moon to
see what its shape was and the direction of the “rabbit”. It was an
astonishing experience in hands-on learning.My second wish is to inculcate a reflective mindset and openness to feedback
as part of the programmes to educate our teachers. Theoretical knowledge of
psychology and subject matter understanding is certainly necessary but not
sufficient to create good teaching practice, which is often limited to
repeated transmission of textbook content. What if teachers observed each
other inside the classroom, reflected honestly on how they performed, gave
each other feedback and continuously improved on their practices?After training over 10,000 teachers in this manner, I have seen the visible
difference a reflective teacher can make on her students. Instead of running
after marks and ranks, children in these classrooms think on their own,
thirst for objective feedback on their performance, are not afraid to fail
in new tasks and try repeatedly until they succeed.My final wish is to get school leaders to be role-model teachers and
learners. When I visited Kiran Sethi’s acclaimed Riverside School in
Ahmedabad, Mary Roy’s painstakingly created Pallikodam in Kottayam, and the
vibrant Harishree Vidyalyam in Chennai, I found one thing in common. The
leaders of these schools spent their time and energy in the classroom;
immersed in learning, modelling good teaching and coaching their colleagues.For my wishes to come true, the theoretical world of academics and policy
must meet the real world of teachers and students. Today they lie estranged
in different galaxies. Good education management means bringing them
together.Once this happens, we can then look forward to a generation of curious,
creative and fearless learners who can solve the most pressing challenges of
our country. No problem will be too big for them. They will say: “Let’s
figure it out”, and not, “It’s out of syllabus”! That is when we will
deliver a truly liberal education.Ashish Rajpal is the co-founder & managing director of iDiscoveri Education.
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Empty Boat
Happy new year to you with a little philosophy for 2011
If a man is crossing a river
And an empty boat collides with his own skiff
Even though he be a bad tempered man
He will not become very angry.But if he sees a man in the boat,
He will shout at him to steer clear.
If the shout is not heard, he will shout again,
And yet again, and begin cursing.
And all becasue there is somebody in the boat.Yet if the boat were empty,
He would not be shouting, and not angry.If you can empty your own boat
Crossing the river of the life,
No one will oppose you,
No one will seek to harm you.
Chuang Tzu -
Erase Mistake
Bhuvana - i am going to very harsh on this email - just to make sure my point is heard above all the sugary sentimentality the story creates. I am also marking this to the emails from where you got it.
The reason i want to react so is because i think this kind of sentimentality or beliefs is what is constraining our generation's lower-than-potential-performance. We have done decent - we can DO MUCH BETTER. According to me:As parents WE are NOT Erasers - we are NOT here to erase our children mistakes. The child has both the ability to write as well as the ability to erase (read "correct") and also rewrite and so on. The child has the ability to be resilient, to be persistent, to be not afraid of pencil getting shorter or eraser getting shorter.The child (or anybody else for that matter) does not become less neither by writing (as a pencil does) nor by erasing (as a eraser does).We as human beings are designed to write and erase and we should not be afraid to do so.To me more importantly the parents role is not to shield, erase or protect the child from doing mistakes - we should in fact encourage children to doing mistakes.Current view of majority parents, - and you know I interact with thousands of middle and upper middle class parents every year -is that of protection (from mistakes and failures),is of being scared (of performance),is of having little belief in their children (and hence all the time seeking external ways to make it easy for the child).to me parents role is to empower children to write more and to keep on writing - though at many times what we do is not "right".In fact i will even go back one step and claim that in reality we do not have nor we need erasers. There is no real need to "erase" what we did wrong. We can just leave what we did wrong and start fresh. In fact if we leave the mistake in-perspective, we can be reminded of the learning from them - else we may forget it.I had an (Australian) English teacher (in my fifth standard) who said - "When you write, if you make an error - say a spelling - don't erase - simply cut it and write ahead of it or above it or below it etc.She said this showed to you what is wrong and what is right.What she didn't say was that it also showed that mistakes are just to be corrected, that its alright to do mistakes, that mistakes are the sources of learning and that if someone is doing more mistakes and then correcting them - it is a sign of growth and learning.Rather than focus on mistakes parents need to develop the ability - in children - to sit back and look at their work and see what they need to learn from it and how to do it better - not erase it just because it seems not to be right.The story below ends with ......(parents) will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad.Why should parents "hate" seeing their wards worrying or sad? Worrying or sadness are merely two emotions - that we all come across in our life. Are we here to protect or shoo away (so called) negative feelings from our child's life? Is it even possible to do so? Emotions are not positive or negative - they are just emotions - what we need to learn is to be aware of them, to listen to our emotions and learn how to effectively respond to them.Instead of empowering our children to deal with emotions (all kinds) we seem to be under an illusion that we can (and should) proptect them from experiencing them.Our job is not to wipe their tears; our job - as parents and educators - is to show them that they have the ability to manage their tears!I will yell at the top of my voice - lets empower children, lets make them resourceful from inside.Lets not wish for a lighter load for them, lets prepare their back to be stronger.The original article
Pencil: I'm sorry....
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :)
I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller (older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad.
This is for all parents out there.....
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Uncomfortable questioning,
Below are the thoughts by Radhika of Rishi Valley. I like the point "uncomfortable questioning," - many a times we avoid the talks with others and children thinking "they may not like, child will feel bad' . I guess it is how we talk and believe.
Regards
AditiDear Friends,
The set of questions that Chittaranjan Kaul poses as a framework for addressing questions about the relationship between school and community requires a book length answer. The idea of community is defined by context - by community do we mean the school’s immediate neighbours, do we mean a community defined by the nation, or do we have in mind global communities? To get a handle on the complex problems he raises I will try to answer his questions indirectly by suggesting one possible way to address these questions.
Injustice and oppression aren't features merely of societies at large. Schools are artificial communities that share the culture of the larger social group. So before classrooms become ‘tools’ for contesting injustice in society, schools have to examine their own authoritarian functioning. In other words, the existing patterns of relationship between students, between students and teachers, between teachers and administrators need to be brought within the purview of critical thinking and uncomfortable questioning.
Another major pre-requisite is to create a humane culture in schools. A humane culture requires that schools cultivate humane values in the curriculum teachers transact inside the classroom and outside it. Because it is important for students and teachers to understand the pressures, often unjust, that society exerts on them, it is also necessary to inculcate courage the ability to stand up to pressure. There are no easy answers to how a school is to set about teaching courage or instilling a sense of justice, but it does not require much argument to suggest that schools begin at home.
The environmental disaster that our planet faces could provide a good entry to concerns with justice. The stakes here are sufficiently high to engage not only the immediate community but society at large. When schools address this man-made crisis, they will need to create an environmentally focused curriculum in the earth sciences and the ideas of progress and economic development. They will additionally need to examine a whole range of human emotions, such as greed, competition and the impulse to dominate that encourages a self-centred short term outlook on life. As a result of this examination of the inner and outer aspects of our life an inclusive ethic may emerge.
A healthy school atmosphere encourages critical thinking, uncomfortable questioning, discussion among students and staff to build a non-authoritarian and just culture.
Regards,Radhika Herzberger
Rishi Valley Education Centre
Madanapalle
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Power of pulling together
"The leaders who work most effectively, it seems to me, never say "I." And that's not because they have trained themselves not to say "I." They don't think "I." They think "we;" they think "team." They understand their job to be to make the team function. They accept responsibility and don't sidestep it, but "we" gets the credit...This is what creates trust, what enables you to get the task done."
"Lessons From the Geese" is a powerful illustration from nature of the rules of high performance teamwork. As you read about the natural unity that exists among this species remember - this same unity can exist in your organization!
As geese flap their wings, they create an uplift for the bird following. By flying in a V formation, the whole flock adds 71% greater flying range than if any bird were to fly alone.
If we share a common direction and a sense of community, we can get where we are going more quickly and easily because we are traveling on the thrust of one another!Whenever a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to fly alone, and quickly gets back into formation to take advantage of the lifting power of the bird immediately in front.
If we have as much sense as geese, we will stay in formation with those who are headed where we want to go, and we will be willing to accept their help as well as give ours to others.When the lead goose gets tired, it rotates back into formation and another goose flies at the point position.
If we take turns doing the hard tasks and sharing leadership as with the geese, we become interdependent with one another.
The geese in formation honk from behind to encourage those up front to keep up their speed. If we "honk," we need to make sure it is positive and encouraging.When a goose gets sick or wounded or is shot down, two geese drop out of formation and follow it down to help and protect it. They stay with it until it is able to fly again or dies. They then launch out on their own, with another formation or catch up with the flock.
If we have as much sense as geese, we too will stand by each other in difficult times, as well as when we are strong. Let us all try to fly in formation and remember to drop back to help those who might need it!BEHOLD THE POWER OF TEAMWORK
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Power of Self Discpline
An excerpt from
The Power of Discipline
by Brian TracyYour ability and willingness to discipline yourself to accept personal responsibility for your life is essential to happiness, health, success, achievement and personal leadership. Accepting responsibility is one of the hardest of all disciplines, but without it, success is impossible.
The failure to accept responsibility and the attempt to foist responsibility onto others has dire consequences. It completely distorts cause and effect, undermines our character, weakens our resolve, and diminishes our humanity.
When I was twenty-one, I was living in a tiny apartment and working as a construction laborer. I had to get up at 5 a.m. so I could take three buses to work to be there on time. I didn't get home until 7 p.m., usually exhausted. I was making just enough money to get by, with no car, almost no savings, and just enough clothing for my needs. I had no radio or television. In the evenings, if I had enough energy, I would sit in my small apartment at my little table in my kitchen nook and read.
It was the middle of a cold winter, with the temperature at 35 degrees below Fahrenheit.
One evening, sitting there by myself at the table, it suddenly dawned on me that, "This is my life."
It was like a flashbulb going off in front of my face. I looked at myself and my small apartment, and considered the fact that I had not graduated from high school. The only work I was qualified to do was menial jobs. I earned enough money to pay my basic expenses, but little more. I had very little left over at the end of the month.
It suddenly dawned on me that unless I changed, nothing else was going to change. No one else was going to do it for me. In reality, no one cared.
I realized at that moment I was completely responsible for my life, and for everything that happened to me, from that day forward. I was responsible.
I could no longer blame my situation on my difficult childhood, or mistakes that I had made in the past. I was in charge. I was in the driver's seat. This was my life, and if I didn't do something to change it, it would go on like this indefinitely, by the simple process of inertia.
This revelation changed my life. I was never the same again. From that moment forward, I accepted more and more responsibility for everything...
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River of life
How You Will Travel The River Of Life
(Written by: Girish Deshpande)
Two young girls, Laukika and Samatha, set off on an adventure. Both of them had completed their formal education and before venturing into their respective samsaric enterprises, they thought of taking a break to contemplate life. And thus was born this hedonistic idea of journeying down the river.
Laukika was so overwhelmed with the river's speed, energy and her own enthusiasm that she said to her friend: "I'm going to jump into the river, Samatha, and be carried along with its great energies. Meet you later." So saying, she took the plunge, without waiting for her friend to respond.
Laukika enjoyed the initial adventure. At times the river frightened her, its strong current sweeping her along. But she dismissed her fears as she was taken up by the full flow of the river. The current carried her afar, and she could now no longer see the shore. Laukika was euphoric and wanted more of the adventure. Forever engrossed in steadying herself from the speed of her journey, she managed mere fleeting glimpses of the beauty around her.
Now, the waves got bigger, the waters deeper, the river widened, the gushing became so forceful that she was thrown about, knocked about on the rocks all over, water and sand filled her nostrils and mouth, she was being bruised. The girl panicked. "Help me to the shore, someone", she cried, but no one heard her. Those who did hear her couldn't do much, as they were not in a position to help her.
Meanwhile, Samatha had set out on foot. "I choose to walk down the river bank instead. I might be able to enjoy the vistas better this way", she had thought to herself before embarking on her journey.
Many years passed. The two friends met again. They hugged each other, happy to meet once again. They shared their experiences. Laukika admitted she did have her share of fun, but the journey had tired her out. Moreover, she felt vacant inside. There was so much she wanted to do, she said, but the sheer speed of her journey didn't permit her to take those liberties.
Samatha spoke: "I too thought for long after you left me, Laukika. I was tempted to follow you. The river looked enticing. But then, there was no hurry, either. I chose to walk down instead. I got to experience and enjoy the scenic offerings around the river. I marvelled at the sunrise and sunset that were so different each day. The open blue sky was so re-assuring, as were the stars at night. I played with the countless birds and butterflies that filled the forest. I was tempted many times to plunge myself into the racing river – but would spend only a little time in the waters before drying myself on the warm rocks on the banks, read a book and resume my journey. The local people who collected firewood and fruits from the forest would invite me to their humble homes. I would play with their children and share with them simple tips on improving their health before bidding them goodbye. It has been an amazing journey."
The friends sat in silence, mulling over the choices they'd made and the experiences they'd been through.
Decide yourself how you will travel the river of life.
