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possessing…

You never really possess things.
You merely hold them for a while.
If you are unable to give them away, you are held by
them.

Whatever you treasure
must be held in the hollow of your hand
as water is held.

Clutch at it
and it is gone.

Appropriate it to yourself
and you soil it.
Set it free
and it is forever yours.
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When millionaires die and people ask, "How much 
did they leave?" the answer is of course,
"Everything."

And sometimes, "They didn’t leave it. They were
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When the sparrow builds its nest
in the forest
it occupies but a single branch.
When the deer slakes its thirst
at the river
it drinks no more than its belly can hold.

We collect things
because our hearts are empty!

 

quest for greatness!

It seems only fearless achieve greatness. Everyone else is always looking forward to being great. Stopped only by the fear of failure or something unknown! Quest for greatness is never ending. But…

You achieve greatness
when you are oblivious of the dignity
of those above you,
and make those below you
oblivious of yours.
When you are neither haughty with the humble
nor humble with the haughty!

Being fearless and purely duty-bound behavior will make anyone great, like our guard out here:

A recruit was assigned to guard the entrance to the army camp and was given instructions to let no car pass if it did not have a special pennant.

He had an occasion to stop a car bearing a General who promptly told his driver to ignore the sentry and drive on. Whereupon the recruit stepped forward, rifle at the ready, and calmly said, "Pardon me, sir, but I’m new to this. Whom do I shoot? You, sir, or the driver?

It is time to be a sentry of self set principles of life – to be truly passionate = self imposed discipline to achieve something!

Good to stop the quest and start the journey!

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Don’t change, Repurpose!

I was neurotic for years. Anxious, depressed, selfish. And everyone kept telling me to change.

And I resented them, and agreed with them, and wanted to change, but simply couldn’t, no matter how I tried.

What hurt the most was that, like the others, my closest friend kept urging me to change. So I felt powerless and trapped.

One day he said “Don’t change. I love you as you are.”

Those words were music to my ears: “Don’t change. Don’t change. Don’t change. I love you as you are.”

I relaxed. I came alive. And, suddenly, I changed!

Now I know that I couldn’t really change till I found someone to love me whether I changed or not!

Is this how you love me, god?

(~ Anthony De Mello)

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Natural transformation like that of a caterpillar is sustainable. Everything else is just yet another attempt to please someone!

If we can’t change naturally, it might be worth repurposing – finding new meanings, application or value for what we are/have, right?

Repurposing is sustainable!

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