« To touch the heart, the feeling has to be real | Main | I want to be there for them »
by Maharaji
Right now, right now, there are people in New York caught up in a traffic jam, honking their horns. Just think about it. There are people in California, just coming into the traffic jam. There are people, right now - at this moment - getting ready for bed.They've had their day. Was it a good day? Is it going to be a good day? We don't know. But just use your imagination a little bit. Right now, there is somebody who's lost. Doesn't know the directions. Right now, somewhere, there is a child waking up, getting ready to go to school, with all the, "I don't want to do this."
And somewhere, there is a person sitting in the middle of the jungle. Maybe there is somebody on a sailing vessel out in the middle of the ocean. There's somebody maybe flying 51,000 feet high. Maybe somebody is in a balloon. Maybe somebody somewhere is riding a horse. Maybe somebody somewhere is taking a walk.
And it doesn't matter where they are on the face of this earth, life has touched every one of them. Whether they're in the middle of the jungle, stuck in a traffic jam, in the middle of the ocean, 51,000 feet high or a hundred feet down in the ocean.
And somebody, somewhere, is taking their first breath. And somebody, somewhere, is taking their last breath.
The saga is unfolding. Like it will in another minute, and in another minute, and in another minute - and in another minute. And this drama, this incredibly intense drama, the struggle of life and death, life touching, life leaving, being, existence. All of this unfolds.
Where do you fit into it? Who are you? And here is the difference: you could say you are another one of those people caught in the drama of life. Or, you could say, "I am touched by the most divine. As I exist. As I am."
Do you know what the difference between those two is? The guy is still at 51,000 feet. He isn't coming down yet. The guy is still in the middle of the ocean, he is still there. The guy lost - he's still lost. And the guy caught in the traffic jam is going to be there for a while. But do you know what the difference is? Acceptance. If you don't accept, it means nothing. It doesn't matter how incredible it is, how marvelous it is, how beautiful it is. It doesn't mean anything if you don't accept.
But if you do, then that changes everything. Everything.
in Maharaji: Life | Permalink | Digg it
TrackBack URL for this entry:
http://www.typepad.com/services/trackback/6a00d8341cfafc53ef00d8353861e069e2
Listed below are links to weblogs that reference Every minute the saga of life unfold:
