SCARS OF LIFE

Some years ago, on a hot summer day in South Florida , a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went... 


He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore. His father, working in the yard, saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly  as he could. Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn  to swim to his father. 
It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him.

From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs.. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two.. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go.

A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved.

The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, 'But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too.. I have them because my Dad wouldn't let go.'

You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. 
But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you..


[Courtesy: Email Forward from a friend]

Purge and Create

To be able to experience the joy of surprises in life one needs to let it happen. Last week was filled with sweet friends, love and beautiful surprises. Great mix of friends from the past, present and brand new ones.

I was going through a purging process as my good old friend calls my style when I am in an exit mode. Though it was time to realize that the cleaning had been done and something new had to be created. Creation of love, hope and unbound joy.



With the magic this group created and the healing process I went through, my work had some achievements and success stories happening.

My next posts would be on the rising of my spirit :D and spiritual discoveries :)

Good friends are angels

There are people who come into lives who cant think beyond their own happiness but an intense person I am I need to do a good job to ensure that my friends get as much from life. Many though aren't mature enough to understand that life is more than sticking to their ego issues and self centered behavior.

With all that as the background there are some special people who come into our lives, who are angels :) Who can see a tear even from geographical distances!! Who reach out an say "Whats the matter". Who can counsel and bring back sanity and cheer back into our lives...

This post is dedicated these special people in my life. Thanks a bunch!!! :)

Sorrow & Suffering

When suffering enters life, its resisted but sorrow is as much a part of life as is happiness. Accepting it can make life joyous! :)

Why is there Sorrow? Is suffering because one has sinned?

Some excerpts from the book "Beyond Sorrow" :

Suffering is not God's will. Suffering is not punishment for morally wrong actions. Suffering is caused by misunderstanding the nature of the world in which one lives.


The very nature of worldly existence - of the seasons, of evolution, of birth and death - is change. One's environment changes, one's body changes. The amount of suffering we experience is our individual, albeit unconscious, choice. To the extent we expect permanence from an impermanent creation, we suffer. To the extent we search for permanent joy, in permanent truth we discover joy.


The creation is by nature temporal. If one attaches oneself to something, sorrow will necessarily arise when that thing changes. 


Experiences of sorrow can be profound aids to a seeker of truth, for such experiences convince the seeker, as no intellectual discussion could, of the transience of the world. Suffering should not be denied or disparaged; it is the only mechanism nature provides to hint that true bliss cannot lie in an external world. Sorrow can be the greatest teacher, for it points the way inwards.


Thus, the root cause for suffering is ignorance of the unchanging reality, the source of bliss. In this ignorance one searches for happiness where happiness can never exist. Attachments develop and the disappointment that follows generates terrible sorrow. The solution rests, therefore, in gaining the knowledge of the real and permanent source of joy.

Cold Love....

Cold, distant and frozen
Away in another world
You never gave warmth
Death had become you

You lied and you cried
Never spoke of true love
I kept the fire alight
So that you dont die

Detached and with plans
The future is yours
Selfish are your ways
Gone are those days

I feel no form of remorse
Dont miss any of those
Saddened that I wasted time
on a human without a heart