My parents want to gift me a hefty pricey phone for my birthday on 11 March, and as I am in love with gadgets logically, I should grab it with both hands. But for some reason I feel like it’s a waste of money when my current(not so advanced) phone is working well and good.
This is giving me some strange feelings. All the time, I am focused on acquiring things, this and that. Refusing this phone, feels very natural to me.
I feel that it won’t add much value to my life.
As this all is happening around me, I have a sense of wonder, what if someday I feel that about everything I own in life. What then?
What is important?
What is that adds value to life?
Why do I desire things that I desire?
Maybe I want a lot of things to fulfill my ego, to feel superior to others.
This brings me to another question now, is there a way to make all desires as irrelevant like this one?
and if these things are not important, what is?
What is that which actually adds value to life, that makes us happier, more alive?
Have you ever felt something like this in your life?
Share your experiences.
The very presence of one single person who accepts you completely as you are, this simple yet rare event tells you, makes you believe that as you came across this one person, there are others out there, others like you are and the best part about it is that neither you or the other person is perfect but even then you accept them you choose to look beyond their faults.
All you have to do is get into vibrational harmony with your desire, and your desire must be given to you – and the Universe will find endless ways of bringing it to you.
Yamaoka Tesshu, as a young student of Zen, visited one master after another. He called upon Dokuon of Shokoku.
Desiring to show his attainment, he said: “The mind, Buddha, and sentient beings, after all, do not exist. The true nature of phenomena is emptiness. There is no realization, no delusion, no sage, no mediocrity. There is no giving and nothing to be received.”
Dokuon, who was smoking quietly, said nothing. Suddenly he whacked Yamaoka with his bamboo pipe. This made the youth quite angry.
“If nothing exists,” inquired Dokuon, “where did this anger come from?”
I had began reading one of Osho’s books again, this one had a method of meditation that was associated with silence. The exact procedure was to remain alone and silent for 21 Days, following a precise and fixed diet routine along with practicing certain forms of meditations everyday. This was supposed to provide one with deep and intense spiritual experiences. Continue reading