Danke Schon Eckhart Tolle
19 Saturday Jan 2019
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Category Archives: Inspiration
Meditation Symbols – Pearl
19 Wednesday Dec 2018
And this I promise from the heart
I could not love you any better
I love you just the way you are” Billy Joel 1977
To receive a pearl during meditation is to receive divine love at its purest. Nothing more, nothing less. You are simply appreciated for who you are and what you do. Divinity loves us more than we can ever imagine.
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In appreciation of the Buddha
19 Wednesday Dec 2018
Posted in Inspiration, Meditation, Mita Bhan Writings, Teachers
One of my greatest teachers in this lifetime, and I suspect many more has been the Buddha. I wish I had known him when he walked this earth or at least got a glimpse of him in a crowd.
Many years ago I woke up from a dream where I met a slightly Asian looking man dressed in robes. I kept peering at his face in the dream, saying to myself how familiar he looked. When I did wake up, I realised I had seen the Buddha in my dream. Needless to say my whole day was made:)
There are a number of Tibetan Buddhist mantras I listen to and would love to share the one which touches me the most.
The Great Compassion Mantra
Namo Ratna Trayaya, Namo Arya Jnana Sagara, Vairochana, Byuhara Jara Tathagataya, Arahate, Samyaksam Buddhaya, Namo Sarwa Tathagate Bhyay, Arhata Bhyah, Samyaksam Buddhe Bhyah, Namo Arya Avalokite shoraya Bodhisattvaya, Maha Sattvaya, Maha Karunikaya, Tadyata, Om Dara Dara, Diri Diri, Duru Duru Itte We, Itte Chale Chale, Purachale Purachale, Kusume Kusuma Wa Re, Ili Milli, Chiti Jvalam, Apanaye Shoha
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Gratitude – Deepak Chopra
17 Monday Dec 2018
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If that flight to Delhi had not been delayed in 1998 I would never have picked up my first book by Deepak Chopra entitled “The Path to Love”. He simplified and expressed the wisdom of the Ancient sages in a way that was so engaging and empowering. I understood everything he said. And for the next few hours till my flight I didn’t realise I was on board to a new destination altogether. A destination inside myself.
Two years later in 2000 I was at the airport again, this time in a queue to board a flight to Singapore. There was a sudden shift of energy when a middle aged man strode past me purposefully, dressed in grey with the most intent expression. It was Deepak Chopra boarding the same flight as I was. His energy was electric and had the air of a man compelled to teach as many people about themselves as he possibly could. One of his tools his gratitude. And I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to this amazing man. Thank you 🙂 May you remain blessed:)
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If you plant honesty – a short story
04 Tuesday Dec 2018
A successful business man was growing old and knew it was time to choose a successor to take over the business.
Instead of choosing one of his Directors or his children, he decided to do something different. He called all the young executives in his company together.
He said, “It is time for me to step down and choose the next CEO. I have decided to choose one of you..”
The young executives were shocked, but the boss continued. “I am going to give each one of you a SEED today – one very special SEED… I want you to plant the seed, water it, and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from the seed I have given you. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next CEO.”
One man, named Jim, was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly, told his wife the story. She helped him get a pot, soil and compost and he planted the seed. Everyday, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other executives began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow.
Jim kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew.
Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by, still nothing.
By now, others were talking about their plants, but Jim didn’t have a plant and he felt like a failure.
Six months went by — still nothing in Jim’s pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Jim didn’t say anything to his colleagues, however.
He just kept watering and fertilizing the soil – He so wanted the seed to grow.
A year finally went by and all the young executives of the company brought their plants to the CEO for inspection.
Jim told his wife that he wasn’t going to take an empty pot. But she asked him to be honest about what happened. Jim felt sick to his stomach, it was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life, but he knew his wife was right. He took his empty pot to the board room. When Jim arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other executives. They were beautiful — in all shapes and sizes. Jim put his empty pot on the floor and many of his colleagues laughed, a few felt sorry for him!
When the CEO arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted his young executives.
Jim just tried to hide in the back. “My, what great plants, trees, and flowers you have grown,” said the CEO. “Today one of you will be appointed the next CEO!”
All of a sudden, the CEO spotted Jim at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered the Financial Director to bring him to the front. Jim was terrified. He thought, “The CEO knows I’m a failure! Maybe he will have me fired!”
When Jim got to the front, the CEO asked him what had happened to his seed – Jim told him the story.
The CEO asked everyone to sit down except Jim. He looked at Jim, and then announced to the young executives, “Behold your next Chief Executive Officer!
His name is Jim!” Jim couldn’t believe it. Jim couldn’t even grow his seed.
“How could he be the new CEO?” the others said.
Then the CEO said, “One year ago today, I gave everyone in this room a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds; they were dead – it was not possible for them to grow.
All of you, except Jim, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Jim was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new Chief Executive Officer!”
* If you plant honesty, you will reap trust
* If you plant goodness, you will reap friends
* If you plant humility, you will reap greatness
* If you plant perseverance, you will reap contentment
* If you plant consideration, you will reap perspective
* If you plant hard work, you will reap success
* If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation
* If you plant faith in God, you will reap a harvest
So, be careful what you plant now; it will determine what you will reap later.
– Anonymous
The bowl of noodles
14 Wednesday Nov 2018
Posted in Inspiration, LifeLearnings, Mita Bhan Writings, Short Story
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President Xi Jing Peng of China said:
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As a small child , I was very *selfish*, always grabbing the best for myself.🙄
Slowly, everyone left me and I had no friends. I *didn’t think* it was my fault and I criticize others.🤔
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But my father gave me 3 sentences to *help* me in life.🤨
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One day, my father cooked 2 bowls of noodles and put them. on the table.🤔
One had an egg on top while the other bowl had none on top.🙂
Then he asked me to choose a bowl of noodles 🍜 .
Because eggs were hard to come by those days…. I chose the bowl with egg! 🙂🙂🙂
I was congratulating myself on my wise choice/decision and decided to wallop the egg….to my surprise as my father’s bowl of noodles had *two* eggs at the bottom of his bowl beneath the noodles ! 😀 😀
With much regret, I scolded myself for being too hasty in my decision.🤔🤔
My father smiled and *taught* me to remember that *what your eyes see may not be true*😇 .
He added that *If you make a habit of *taking advantage of people, you will end up losing*😇
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The next day, my father again cooked 2 bowls of noodles: one bowl with an egg on top and the other bowl with no egg on top.
Again, he asked to choose the bowl I wanted🤔
This time I felt smarter so I chose the bowl without any egg on top.🙂
Hmmmmmm to my surprise, there was not even a single egg at the bottom of the bowl!😱
Again, my father smiled and said to me, *My child, you must not always rely on experiences because sometimes, life can cheat you or play tricks on you*.
Never be too annoyed or sad, with situations, *just treat experience as learning a lesson experience that cannot be gotten from any textbooks.🤔🤔🙂
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The third day, my father again cooked 2 bowls of noodles, one bowl with an egg on top and the other with no egg on top.🤔🤨
He asked me to choose the bowl I wanted 🤔.
But this time, I told my father, *Dad, you choose first, you are the head of the family and you contribute the most to the family*.
My father was happy to and choose for me🙌🏽🙌🏽t
He chose the bowl with one egg on top, but as I ate my bowl of noodles, to my surprise! There were *two* eggs at the bottom of the bowl.👍🏽🙂
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My father smiled at me with love in his eyes, he said *my child, you must remember that when you think for the good of others, good things will always naturally happen to you*😇
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I always remember these 3 sentences of my father
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Xi Jing Peng
The Gurus of Patience
13 Saturday Oct 2018
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The Gurus of Patience
Christmas time at a busy airport.
The queue was endless.
And the passengers were getting impatient.
The officials at the immigration counter didn’t care.
They sipped their tea and chatted.
While a few voices cried out “We’re going to miss our flight!”
And babies yelled, sick of being carried, yearning to run free on their tiny feet.
One group of men in saffron robes stood apart.
in their demeanour.
Totally unaffected by the chaos, the crowds and the panic.
They held on to their passports and stood calmly, smiling inside.
They knew, their turn would come, in time.
It was pointless to shove and to shout.
Everybody goes where they are meant to go, when the time is right.
Image from sheffieldbuddhistcentre.org
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Where would we be without the kindness of strangers?
03 Wednesday Oct 2018
The Kindness of Strangers
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It is only a sense of deep gratitude I feel for all the strangers who have helped me without me even asking them.
The security guard who carried my crying 6 month old while I fumbled in my bag for my boarding pass in an international airport.
The lady who held my hand tightly while I stumbled on the mossy pebbles in a temple pond.
The man who gave me his handkerchief when I received a call about the death of a loved one in a queue.
The old couple who emailed me pictures of my son performing in a street play when my camera battery died.
The cashier who lent me her phone to make an emergency call when I forgot my phone.
Or even the lady who let me stand in front of her in the check out queue because I had just one item while her shopping cart was full.
And countless other angels down the years who were there when I needed a helping hand. They came forward wordlessly, in seconds and I still thank each and every one of them.
Without even realising it, these people show us the world isn’t such a cold and cruel place. By being themselves, they inspire us every day to extend our hand if we see a stranger stumble or fall. To pay their kindness forward and add a little kindness to our worlds.
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Don’t Waste Time on Your Haters
18 Tuesday Sep 2018
Posted in Inspiration, LifeLearnings, Mita Bhan Writings, Tarot, TarotInsights
One of my regular visitors is a public figure. I’ve been reading her cards for over a decade. And she’s probably one of the realest, nicest people I know. Whatever she does and says is straight from her heart without filters. And with her talent she has achieved a fair amount of success down the years. Her happiness from living her life purpose is visible to all who have seen her on media and there’s nothing but delight while reading her energies, because she is who she is.
Recently she forwarded me a few messages that she received on social media. They were hateful, mean words with no substance from anonymous people she had worked with. I could see where her pain was coming from because she isn’t at all like what they described, but their intention was clearly to put her down and make her look and feel bad.
When we spoke about it I could understand. Never once has she criticized a colleague nor viewed others with hate. Her philosophy was simple – focus on doing what you do best and let others follow their own path. She couldn’t fathom why there was suddenly so much hate coming her way. She contemplated quitting and retreating, leading a life of privacy away from the glare and scrutiny of the media. Social media has its advantages about connecting people but sometimes it’s an easy, anonymous platform to spread hate about others. A trend that will hopefully be reversed someday.
Her cards revealed greater success coming her way. And along with that would come greater envy and hatred from those around her. The higher she would rise, the greater the hate towards her. She’d have no choice but to deal with her critics and understand where they were coming from – a space of insecurity and misery. And most importantly she would continue on her path, of living her truth and touching the lives of people with her gifts from God.
The cards as always provided guidance that was a learning for all. But was beautiful was her response.
“I can not be like my haters. And that is why they hate me. I have too many things to do in my short life to let my critics pull me down. I can either concentrate on their words or concentrate on being me”
Yes dear lovely lady. Yes.
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For privacy sake, no names and details will ever be revealed, case studies are shared for all of us to learn from.
The Goddess and the Girl
05 Wednesday Sep 2018
Posted in Gods n Goddesses, Inspiration, Love, Mita Bhan Writings, Short Story, Spiritual Fiction, Strength
Sometimes mom sent her on errands.
Sometimes that man was there.
Sitting outside the shop with his legs on top of the plastic stool
cat calling, whistling out to any passing woman, beckoning her to sit on
his lap.
With her heart racing she’d avoid his lewd eyes and leave the shop as quickly as she could, that creepy, trickly feeling inside her would tell her to run.
Run run run to a place of safety.
Run run run to the Goddess of Mercy.
Who’d be standing and smiling from the other side of the road back home.
Making sure she reached okay.
Every single time.
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“She is called Kuan Yin because at any cry of misery she ‘hears the voice and removes the sorrow.’ Her appellation is ‘Taking-away-fear Buddha,’ If in the midst of the fire the name of Kuan Yin is called, the fire cannot burn; if tossed by mountain billows, call her name, and shallow waters will be reached. If merchants go across the sea seeking gold, silver, pearls, and precious stones, and a storm comes up and threatens to carry the crew to the evil devil’s kingdom, if one on board calls on the name of Kuan Yin, the ship will be saved. If one goes into a conflict and calls on the name of Kuan Yin, the sword and spear of the enemy fall harmless. If the three thousand great kingdoms are visited by demons, call on her name, and these demons cannot with an evil eye look on a man. If, within, you have evil thoughts, p. 253 only call on Kuan Yin, and your heart will be purified, Anger and wrath may be dispelled by calling on the name of Kuan Yin. A lunatic who prays to Kuan Yin will become sane. Kuan Yin gives sons to mothers, and if the mother asks for a daughter she will be beautiful. Two men—one chanting the names of the 6,200,000 Buddhas, in number like the sands of the Ganges, and the other simply calling on Kuan Yin—have equal merit. ” Myths and Legends of China, by Edward T.C. Werner, [1922]
