The true story of a monk, boy, donkey and murmuring souls.

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shriadishakti , " jagbir singh "

<adishakti_org> wrote:

>

> Meeting Shri Mataji in the Sahasrara is absolutely unnecessary/not

> required for any measure of spiritual progress. Although Shri

> Mataji has claimed She exists in the Sahasrara never has She made

> it a requirement. This has no bearing whatsoever on self-

> realization.

>

> But such evidence is absolutely required if we SYs are to prove

> that Shri Mataji is indeed the Adi Shakti. The title of Shri

> Lalita, Divine Mother and Adi Shakti has already been stolen from

> under the noses of subtle system SYs because they have no guts to

> make any public attempt to claim that honor for Shri Mataji. Now

> we have to deal with foolish SYs ridiculing the experiences and

> obstructing those trying to salvage some honor. Some of them are

> so dull that it is almost impossible to make them realize the

> damage they are doing.

>

> And i keep telling that such experiences are mandatory to advance

> the Divine Message. Without such evidence there is just no way any

> SY can have the confidence to speak about it. All they can do is

> claim Sahaja Yoga is about the subtle system.

>

> So what can be done to make these dull SYs brighter? .......

> repeat after repeat after repeat after repeat of the same stuff

> until they can finally begin to grasp. With such murmuring SYs

> within the organization spreading their negativity why blame

> outsiders for our failures? i have always maintained that the

> negativity is within. Those looking outside are just trying to

> find scapegoats.

>

> jagbir

>

 

 

Once upon a time a young boy visited a monastery, seeking to

learn the great truths of life. He approached a wise old monk and

asked him, " Father, will you teach me a great lesson? " The old man

smiled and replied: " Of course I will, child. Come with me and I will

teach you something about duty. "

 

And with that the monk mounted an old donkey and rode it

slowly out the monastery gate, as the boy walked by his side. He was

anxious for the monk's great lecture to begin, but the old man said

nothing at all. Not wanting to seem disrespectful, the boy remained

silent as well, walking and waiting.

 

Soon they entered a small village. A few murmuring souls turned to

look at them, pointing and saying, " Look at that selfish old man --

riding a donkey, while this poor little boy is forced to walk! "

 

The two ignored these remarks; but as soon as they were out

of sight the monk let the boy take his place.

 

In the next village they entered, still more murmuring souls frowned

upon them and said, " Look at that thoughtless, awful boy! How can

he let that poor old monk walk while he lazily rides along on the

donkey? And how can the monk be so weak and unwise as to endure

it? "

 

Once again, the pair made no reply -- but a little further along

the road, the monk jumped onto the donkey behind the boy.

 

Upon reaching a third village, more murmuring souls stared aghast at

them, saying: " How stupid and cruel can two people be, making that

poor little donkey carry both of them?! The unfortunate beast will

drop of exhaustion before they reach their destination! "

 

But again the monk was silent and the boy followed suit. As

they left town, the monk tried yet another combination, with both of

them walking at the donkey's side while the animal trotted happily

along unburdened.

 

As they entered a fourth village, more laughter and criticism

was thrown at them: " Have you ever seen two fools such as these?

Why, here they have a perfectly good donkey, and they both choose

to walk! "

 

Still the monk showed no concern. Then, soon after they left

the fourth village, the boy noticed the walls of the monastery

looming ahead of them -- the journey has been nothing more than a

long circle! Disappointed, he finally broke the silence, and asked:

" But Father, what about your great lesson? "

 

To which the monk smiled and replied: " It is over, my child, and

it is simply this: Always do your duty, and do it without fear of

what other murmuring souls will think -- for there will always be

those who condemn you, regardless of what you say or do. "