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The Perfect Heart

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.

The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said “Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.” The crowd and the young man looked at the old man’s heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn’t fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.

The people stared – how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man’s heart and saw its state and laughed. “You must be joking,” he said. “Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.”

“Yes,” said the old man, “Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love. I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart. But,

because the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared.

Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn’t returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges – giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people, I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?”

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side. How sad it must be to go through life with a whole heart.

 
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Every Woman is Beautiful

A little boy asked his mother, ” Why are you crying?” “Because I’m a woman”, she told him. ” I don’t understand”, he said. His mum just hugged him and said, ” And you never will”..

Later the little boy asked his father, ” Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?” ” All women cry for no reason” was all his dad could say.

The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.

Finally he put in a call to God; when God got on the phone, the man said, ” God, why women cry so easily?”

God said, “When I made women she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world; yet, gentle enough to give comfort.

I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times come from her children.

I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.

I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt them very badly.

This same sensitivity helps her make a child’s boo hoo feel better and shares in their teenagers’ anxieties and fears.

I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.

I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.

And finally I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed. The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.”

Every woman is beautiful.

 
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Love Installation

A step by step guide to installing love on the human machine.

Customer: I can do that. I’m not very technical, but I think I am ready to install now. What do I do first?

Tech Support: The first step is to open your HEART. Have you located your HEART ma’am?

Customer: Yes I have, but there are several programs running right now. Is it okay to install while they are running?

Tech Support: What programs are running ma’am?

Customer: Let me see… I have PASTHURT.EXE, LOWESTEEM.EXE, GRUDGE.EXE, and RESENTMENT.COM running right now.

Tech Support: No problem. LOVE will automatically erase PASTHURT.EXE from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory, but it will no longer disrupt other programs. LOVE will eventually overwrite LOWESTEEM.EXE with a module of its own called HIGHESTEEM.EXE However,you have to completely turn off GRUDGE.EXE and RESENTMENT.COM. Those programs prevent LOVE from being properly installed. Can you turn those off ma’am?

Customer: I don’t know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how?

Tech Support: My pleasure. Go to your Start menu and invoke FORGIVENESS.EXE. Do this as many times as necessary until GRUDGE.EXE and RESENTMENT.COM have been completely erased.

Customer: Okay, I’m done. LOVE has started installing itself automatically. Is that normal?

Tech Support: Yes it is. You should receive a message that says it will reinstall for the life of your HEART. Do you see that message?

Customer: Yes I do. Is it completely installed?

Tech Support: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other HEARTS in order to get the upgrades.

Customer: Oops…I have an error message already. What should I do?

Tech Support: What does the message say?

Customer: It says “ERROR 412 – PROGRAM NOT RUN ON INTERNAL COMPONENTS”. What does that mean?

Tech Support: Don’t worry ma’am, that’s a common problem.It means that the LOVE program is set up to run on external HEARTS but has not yet been run on your HEART. It is one of those complicated programming things, but in non-technical terms it means – “you have to ‘LOVE’ your own machine before it can “LOVE” others.”

Customer: So what should I do?

Tech Support: Can you find the directory called “SELF-ACCEPTANCE”?

Customer: Yes, I have it.

Tech Support: Excellent, you are getting good at this.

Customer: Thank you.

Tech Support : You’re welcome. Click on the following files and then copy them to the “MYHEART” directory: FORGIVESELF.DOC, SELFESTEEM.TXT, REALIZEWORTH.TXT, and GOODNESS.DOC. The system will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching any faulty programming. Also, you need to delete SELFCRITIC.EXE from all directories, and then empty your recycle bin afterwards to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back.

Customer: Got it. Hey! My HEART is filling up with really neat files. SMILE.MPG is playing on my monitor right now and it shows that WARMTH.COM, PEACE.EXE, and CONTENTMENT.COM are copying themselves all over my HEART!

Tech Support: Then LOVE is installed and running. You should be able to handle it from here. One more thing before I go

Customer: Yes?

Tech Support: LOVE is freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everybody you meet.They will in turn share it with other people and they will return some really neat modules back to you.

Customer: I will. Thank you for your help

 
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Letting Go

There was once a lonely girl who longed desperately for love. One day while she was walking in the woods she found two starving song birds. She took them home and put them in a small glided cage. She nurtured them with love and the birds grew strong. Every morning they greeted her with a marvellous song. The girl felt great love for the birds. She wanted their singing to last forever.

 

One day the girl left the door to the cage open. The larger and stronger of the two birds flew from the cage. The girl watched anxiously as he circled high above her. She was so frightened that he would fly away and she would never see him again that as he flew close, she grasped at him wildly. She caught him in her fist. She clutched him tightly within her hand. Her heart gladdened at her success in capturing him. Suddenly she felt the bird go limp. She opened her hand stared in horror at the dead bird. Her desperate clutching love had killed him.

 

She noticed the other bird teetering on the edge of the cage. She could feel his great need for freedom. His need to soar into the clear, blue sky. She lifted him from the cage and tossed him softly into the air. The bird circled once, twice, three times.

The girl watched delighted at the bird’s enjoyment. Her heart was no longer concerned with her loss. She wanted the bird to be happy. Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softly on her shoulder. It sang the sweetest melody, she had ever heard.

The fastest way to lose love is to hold on too tight, the best way to keep love is to give it — WINGS!

 
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When You Thought I wasn’t Looking

When You Thought I wasn’t Looking

A message every adult should read, because children are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted to paint another one.

When you thought I wasn’t looking saw you feed a stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, saw you make my favourite cake for me and I learned that the little things can be the special things in life.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I heard you say a prayer, and I knew there is a God I could always talk to and I learned to trust in God.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing and I learned that those who have something should give to those who don’t.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have to take care of what we are given.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn’t feel good and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but it’s all right to cry.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted to be everything that I could be.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, learned most of life’s lessons that I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I looked at you and wanted to say, “Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn’t looking.”

 
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The Fence

The Fence

There was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, to hammer a nail in the back fence . The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.

Then it gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

He said, “You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won’t matter how many times you say ‘I’m sorry’, the wound is still there

 
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Jesus, His Peace

Jesus says, ‘Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword.” Matthew 10:34.

Peace is possible in two ways: The first could be called as the peace of the graveyard – no war, no conflict, no life either. It is not worth anything. Another type of peace is possible – when you are alive and centred in your own being. When self-knowledge has happened and you are enlightened. The flame is lit and you are no longer in darkness.

One of the enlightened souls from India is a man named Vardhaman, He is called – Mahavira – the great conqueror. He never believed in violence, war or fighting. But still he is called Mahavira because he conquered himself. The fight with others ceases for one who has conquered himself/herself. The war is not outside, the war is within. If you have not fought the war within, you will fight it without.  A person who is at war within can react in two ways; either he/she can suffer the unease or project it on somebody else. A person who is inwardly tense will find anything as an excuse to fight. When there is an inner conflict in order to pass the uneasiness another is made responsible. Anger violence is thrown at the other in order to get relief. This will be a temporary relief because nothing has changed inside. Within no time anger, hatred gets accumulated inside and again it will have to be projected. Only a person who has conquered himself/herself will remain at peace. Such a person will never fight.

A person who is at war within can never find true peace.  To find peace he may approach a Master. A false master is one who consoles without trying to effect a change from within. He is just like a tranquilizer or sleeping pills.  He can only console and the result is only loss of time, energy and life. A true master will help you grow. For him consolation is not the goal, growth is. That is what Jesus is saying here, His approach is different. He says through conflict growth is achieved. When He talks about the sword it should not be taken literally, He is speaking in parables. He is not talking about a sword of this world but of a sword that helps you destroy the inner conflict once and for all.

In every person heaven and earth come together. Each individual is a meeting point of the body and the spirit, the earth and the divine. There is a story in the Panchatantra:

It happened that a big forest caught fire. Two men were in the forest, one was blind and the other was lame. The lame couldn’t walk, run but he could see; and the blind one could walk and run, but he could not see. So they made a pact: the blind man took the lame man on his shoulders, and as the blind man could walk and the lame man could see they became one man. The came out of the forest safe.

This is what happens in every individual. The body feels hunger but it cannot know it because it is blind. Consciousness only sees, it is a witness. Both the body and the consciousness have made a pact because without the body consciousness cannot walk, cannot move, cannot do a thing or in other words it cannot function also without the consciousness the body cannot realize what is needed – hunger, thirst etc. There is a co-operation between the body and consciousness which is essential for both to be dynamic and energetic.  But a distinction has to be made in order to reach a proper balance. The consciousness should remain as the eyes while the body should follow the path seen through these eyes. Only through a strenuous struggle can this happen. This is achieved through the sword that Jesus is talking about. An inner transformation is needed which is very demanding. Only through the gruelling struggle does growth occur.

The whole quality of water changes when it turns to vapour. When it was water it always flowed downwards. But when it changes to vapour it floats upward never downward. The whole nature changes and this happens through heat. Every transformation occurs through fire, every mutation; every new change is through fire. You are fire: moment to moment, through food, through air, through water – fire is created in you. But this fire has to be raised to a particular degree at which the transformation happens. Energy is always created through friction. Suppose you are used to sleep at ten in the night. What happens if you don’t sleep at ten? For a few moments you will feel very, very, lethargic, sleepier and sleepier. But if you resist and fight a friction is created. One part of you wants to sleep and one part of you doesn’t want to sleep. If you don’t yield then suddenly you find all sleepiness has gone and you have become fresh as in the morning. Through friction energy was created.

It is only through friction that the energy is released for the transformation to happen. A transformation occurs resulting in the body being controlled by the enlightened consciousness in you. A transformation when the lower is transformed to the higher – the devil has become divine. Through this growth alone can you find true peace, true silence.

God bless.

Ranji Varughis

 
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