If the rain would stop
Who would raise the plants?
If the wind would quiet
Who would clean the leaves?
If the lightening would disappear
Who would guide us in the dark?
If the clouds would vanish
Where would be the beauty if the sun?
Who could even see it?
My master called and said:
I have a new job for you:
You have to go on this trip.
I will be around you, providing all you need in your life.
I will provide food and a house.
I will create nature around you and will keep you from harm.
I will give you clothes to keep you warm and the breeze to cool you down.
I will arrange for parents to teach you what you need to know and also for a wife and kids.
I will provide you with a job to keep you active.
If you have any wish and it is good for you, I will fulfill it.
The only think you will have to do is to enjoy.
I wanted to know if there was life before life and after
I wanted to know what I was doing here and why
I wanted to know how the heart worked and how the brain thought
I wanted to know about others
I wanted to know what philosophers said and to get wiser reading their books
I went to all the churches and temples and mosques and listened to the teachers
I looked inside and outside and I tried to make sense of all
I tried to love and be loved, to make myself clean and worthy
I helped my brother and tried to be there when one needed me
And yet I looked ahead and I was still at the bottom of the mountain
Not even a step higher, not even a bit wiser.
You then came and held my hand
And my journey started...
"What do you mean?!? We are both pulling this heavy wagons every day. Day after day, sweating for these human beings. The sun is burning our skin and the flies are biting us day and night.
And if now is bad, wait until we get into the autumn and the path will become muddy and the rain will become a daily event.
This life is a miserable one and I wish I died tomorrow... I have no idea how you keep smiling all day long. You have probably lost if from this hard work."
"Well, you might be right. I kind of lost it as I don't know what you are talking about.
It is true we are pulling this heavy wagon, but it is full of grains and part of them will be our daily food now and all through the winter when we'll spend long days without any work.
Also these grains are providing food for the family of our master and for many more. Because of us, lots if people will have what to eat and they will work hard on the fields so we have what to eat and drink as well.
When we get home, our master is calling his children to clean us and play with us. They sometime ride us and their laughs is music in my ears.
Also before going to sleep, our master always come over and checks on us: if we had enough food, water. He is even cleaning after us.
He speaks nice words to us, plays on his flute sometime.
His love for us is so precious that the least I can do is to help him feed his kids and see them grow happy and healthy..."
A leaf was born and for a while all was perfect. Sun rays were falling all day long, the tree was feeding her whenever she needed.
But soon many leaves were born of the tree and our leaf was not that happy anymore. The sun light needed to be shared now and also the food was distributed among maybe others so, while enough, was not plenty like before.
So the leaf started complying:
"Why I am not on the top of the tree? Why do I have to share the light with others? I am a special leaf, I was here first and I should be offered special attention.
Also why do I need the tree? There is nothing special about it. I am the one that nicely moves in the wind and gives the tree its beauty.
I wish I could detach myself from the tree and from all the other useless leaves. Then everybody will see how special I am."
She asked a bird that had the nest in a tree: "I beg of you, please pull me out of the tree and give me the freedom!"
The bird listed to the request and pulled the little leaf and let it be. She travelled for few minutes on the wind but quickly fell on the ground. A rain started and the ground was full of mud. Also lots of people and animals travelled through the area and stepped on it.
The leaf was now even more unhappy: "Only if the people would pay more attention, they will notice what a special leaf I am..."
Day after day, week after week, the life is passing in total confusion.
Why this, why that? - I ask at every turn. There is no logic whatsoever, no meaning in all this.
Beauty and ugliness, happiness and sorrow, gain and loss, where is this taking me? - I wonder.
So the years pass and so the life does.
Now I am sitting here tired, almost exhausted and I look ahead and I see, not far away, the peak of the mountain Kailash.
I wanted it and longed for it but in my confusion I did not know where it was nor how I could reach it.
And then I look back and I see my life’s long passed events and the zigzagged trail I followed in my confusion and I notice that at each turn I was unknowingly closer to the peak.
And then I see You in front of me showing me the way, pulling my hand without my knowing. In the time of despair I see you behind me helping and pushing me. In the time when I was down I see you carrying me in your arms.
My lord, how is it that, even if I have everything, I am not happy?
The answer is simple: you are not using the gifts I have bestowed upon you.
What is the gift are you talking about, my lord?
I have gifted you the heart and you are not using it as it should used.
But I did used it to love my parents, my brothers and sisters.
That is true, but not enough.
I love my wife and my children.
A bit better, but still the heart is mostly unused.
My country I love and I try to help the people here.
Yes, that is good. But you know the country is only what people created. God never created countries.
Then teach me how I can use my heart, I beg of you!
I cannot teach you, nor anybody can as it is nothing to be taught.
The heart and the love that flows from is nothing of your doing. I have gifted it to you but it does not belong to you. It is just a fountain through which I can be known in the world. Through your heart and through all the hearts of all the people in the world, I am sending My love.
Lord, then I am offering you my heart. I am offering you my being, I am offering you myself.
Silence came then and my heart became a fountain of divine love, flowing, spreading, reaching everybody. People drenched in it became messengers of the same love.
And then there was nothing left of me that belonged to me.
A leaf, a flower, a tree
A field, a hill and a mountain
The wind, the rain and the snow
A cat, a tiger and a lion
A butterfly, a dragonfly, an eagle
Heard the sound of a drum, the music of a piano
The laughter of a child
The smile of his mother looking at him
I looked inside and I saw a river of thoughts
Envy and jealousy and wish for riches
Longing to be appreciated and to be praised
Desire to gossip and many the same
Today I am in good mood
so I am going to look for the purpose of my life
Partying is fun, let's do just that
It works for a while but then the fun is gone
Knowledge is fun
So book after book after book
I read and study and remember
But I realize:
This people did not find the meaning of their life
They are still confused more or less, just like I am.
How can they help me?
Spirituality is the way to go
So I visit churches and temples and saints and teachers
They all know the way, but they are not walking it
But they agree the way is towards You
So I start
Then I ask: "When I am going to find and know You?"
And I hear a laughter
"You can never do that. Your aim in life is not to know Me
but to know you."
"How can I do that?"
"Just walk towards me. The closer you get,
the better you'll know you."
I went to school
and I did not get it
I met people and
I still did not get it
Married, had kids and grand kids
I partially got it, but still...
I then met You
And I understood
was not the aim
I got it!