I remember the early morning rains of my childhood. Invariably a time to pick up a stick and poke around at the ground and roadside as we walked to the school bus stop. I remember all the worms on the road… millions of them, it seemed. A gentle tap with the stick and they work scrunch right up… contracting to a fraction of their size where they remained until the road and their bodies dried up.
Admittedly it’s an odd analogy, but how to you respond to external events and notions in life? Your life is your choice. Henry Ford put it beautifully:
“If you think you can do a thing or think you can’t do a thing, you’re right.” – Henry Ford
I also remember my childhood encounters with butterflies.
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I read this blog just before going into morning meditation. Valuable insights came up for me by doing this. Until such time comes that I can personally sit in the presence of our guru on a regular basis, this blog feeds my personal process. Thank you Brahmarshi.
I too feel very fortunate. Thank you Brahmarshi and all of Mount Soma. It’s a wonderful thing you do.
Great analogy…visceral.