The Sandbox

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Brian said in an earlier post :

"When you see something that hurts you and those around you coming

from within you. Stop, see it for what it is, and cry to mother: MEW

MEW MEW! Please mother! TAKE THESE THINGS AWAY! FOR I AM NOT CAPABLE

of ridding myself of these things. Only you mother can give me

refuge from the pain and the pleasure.

 

There is no thought process or understanding in all of creation that

can do these things for you. Only Maa can liberate you."

 

Here is a story I found on the web with a similar meaning - that

surrender actually means allowing a greater power to act through us.

JAI MAA !!

 

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A little boy was spending his Saturday morning playing in his

sandbox. He had with him his box of cars and trucks, his plastic

pail, and a shiny, red plastic shovel. In the process of creating

roads and tunnels in the soft sand, he discovered a large rock in

the middle of the sandbox.

 

The lad dug around the rock, managing to dislodge it from the dirt.

With no little bit of struggle, he pushed and nudged the rock across

the sandbox by using his feet. (He was a very small boy and the rock

was very huge.) When the boy got the rock to the edge of the

sandbox, however, he found that he couldn't roll it up and over the

little wall.

 

Determined, the little boy shoved, pushed, and pried, but every time

he thought he had made some progress, the rock tipped and then fell

back into the sandbox.

 

The little boy grunted, struggled, pushed, shoved-but his only

reward was to have the rock roll back, smashing his chubby fingers.

 

Finally he burst into tears of frustration. All this time the boy's

father watched from his living room window as the drama unfolded. At

the moment the tears fell, a large shadow fell across the boy and

the sandbox. It was the boy's father.

 

Gently but firmly he said, "Son, why didn't you use all the strength

that you had available?

 

Defeated, the boy sobbed back, "But I did, Daddy, I did! I used all

the strength that I had!

 

"No, son," corrected the father kindly."You didn't use all the

strength you had. You didn't ask me."

 

With that the father reached down, picked up the rock, and removed

it from the sandbox.

 

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