Tuesday, October 01, 2013

More Is Not Enough

I really enjoy reading Buddhist Parables. I don't actually practice any teachings of Buddhism but I do try to understand it. Of course I'm just your average run of the mill person who doesn't always get the depth of Buddhist thought but the one thing that I do try to do is to stay mindful of the present moment. I rarely succeed I admit but I do try. It is very difficult to deny memory which gives life to your past but in the process snatches away the present moment or day dreaming my favourite pastime which builds beautiful castles in the air again taking me away from the present moment. It is not as easily done as it is said- "Live in the present moment and be completely aware of everything that is." But like I said, I try. Here's a parable that I find relevant in today's world of races where rats run and dogs eat dogs. Enjoy!

There was once a stone cutter who was dissatisfied with himself and with his position in life. One day he passed a wealthy merchant's house. Through the open gateway, he saw many fine possessions and important visitors. "How powerful that merchant must be!" thought the stone cutter. He became very envious and wished that he could be like the merchant.

To his great surprise, he suddenly became the merchant, enjoying more luxuries and power than he had ever imagined, but envied and detested by those less wealthy than himself. Soon a high official passed by, carried in a sedan chair, accompanied by attendants and escorted by soldiers beating gongs. Everyone, no matter how wealthy, had to bow low before the procession. "How powerful that official is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be a high official!"

Then he became the high official, carried everywhere in his embroidered sedan chair, feared and hated by the people all around. It was a hot summer day, so the official felt very uncomfortable in the sticky sedan chair. He looked up at the sun. It shone proudly in the sky, unaffected by his presence. "How powerful the sun is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be the sun!"

Then he became the sun, shining fiercely down on everyone, scorching the fields, cursed by the farmers and laborers. But a huge black cloud moved between him and the earth, so that his light could no longer shine on everything below. "How powerful that storm cloud is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be a cloud!"

Then he became the cloud, flooding the fields and villages, shouted at by everyone. But soon he found that he was being pushed away by some great force, and realized that it was the wind. "How powerful it is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be the wind!"

Then he became the wind, blowing tiles off the roofs of houses, uprooting trees, feared and hated by all below him. But after a while, he ran up against something that would not move, no matter how forcefully he blew against it - a huge, towering rock. "How powerful that rock is!" he thought. "I wish that I could be a rock!"

Then he became the rock, more powerful than anything else on earth. But as he stood there, he heard the sound of a hammer pounding a chisel into the hard surface, and felt himself being changed. "What could be more powerful than I, the rock?" he thought.

He looked down and saw far below him the figure of a stone cutter.

1 comment:

Monica Arora said...

Superlike! Everyone we meet is fighting a battle we know nothing about....so Thank God for blessing us with all that we have :)