The Begging Bowl……….

An Emperor had one day called a beggar to his Palace. This beggar used to beg  each and everyday and from these small alms that he received from people, he made his day to day living.  But he had a made a name for himself and people had heard that he had a begging bowl that had some magical properties in them.  The Emperor wanted to know what magic did the begging bowl and let me call him and see for myself whether all this was the truth.

So he one day told his Vizier to bring the beggar to the palace. Once the beggar came, the Emperor asked him ‘what are you going to show me with the begging bowl that you are carrying and what am I to give you’. The beggar said, ‘If you are going to give me anything there is a condition.’ The Emperor said, ‘What do you mean? What do you mean by your condition?’ The beggar said, ‘This is my condition: I accept only if you can fill my begging bowl absolutely to the brim.’ Though it was a small begging bowl. The King said, ‘What do you think I am? Am I a beggar? I cannot fill this dirty small begging bowl?’

The beggar said, ‘It is better to tell you before, because later you can get into trouble. If you think you can fill then please keep on the fill.’ The King called his Vizier and told him to fill it with precious stones, with diamonds and rubies, emeralds. Let this beggar know with whom he is talking.’ But then there was a catch. As soon as the bowl was filled to the King’s utter  surprised, as soon as the precious stones fell into the bowl, they would suddenly disappear. It was filled many times and each time it was again empty.

Now the King was in a great rage, but he told the Vizier, ‘Even if my whole kingdom goes, if all my treasuries are emptied, let them be, but I cannot allow this beggar to defeat me. This is too much.’ And all the treasure, it is said disappeared. By and by the King became a beggar. It took months. And the beggar was there and the King was there and the whole capital was there and everybody was wondering what was going to happen, what would happen in the end.   Everything was simply disappearing.

Finally, the King had to fall at the feet of the beggar and he said, ‘Forgive me, but before you leave just tell me one thing. What is the secret of this begging bowl? All has disappeared in it and I am left a pauper.’ The beggar started laughing. He said, ‘It is made of human ego. I have made this begging bowl of a human ego: everything disappears in it, nothing ever fulfils it or sustains it.’ The King realised that this was not an ordinary beggar but a man of Knowledge.

That is what is happening to all of us. It is not a story; it is the reality of our life. You go on putting in your begging bowl houses, cars, bank balances, conditions on life how one has to live etc., and again you are empty. Never any satisfaction, never any contentment and again you are begging for more. It is a true fact; we remain a beggar always. The begging bowl remains always empty. It seems it has no bottom to it. You drop anything, it simply disappears. Just live without any kind of EGO because EGO is never fulfilled. Live a simple and a beautiful Life with no expectations.

Few Beautiful Awards…….

Dear Wonderful Blogger Friends.  This is a great THANK YOU AWARD from me to all of you’ll who have nominated me for these amazing and wonderful awards like ONE LOVELY BLOGGER AWARD, SUNSHINE AWARD, VERSATILE AWARD, BLUE SKY AWARD, THE BLOGGER AWARD, GUARDIAN ANGEL AWARD, MYSTERY BLOG AWARD AND SO MANY MORE.

At this moment I have no words to say, I am feeling overwhelmed by the love and affection you all have shown towards my BOUNDLESS BLESSINGS BLOG.  Friends I thank each and every blogger and WordPress profusely for your love, guidance and support towards whatever I keep on posting and for taking my blog forward.  I just cannot express my love and gratitude to all in so few words. The best part of WordPress is that it has given millions of bloggers a great platform where one can showcase their work in so many different ways.

I thank so many of my bloggers from the bottom of my heart who have nominated me for these awards and please do keep on checking their blogs very often and also commenting on their beautiful work and posts. I am very much sure you will like what they are doing, so do not forget to visit their blogs.  There are almost 19 bloggers who have very kindly given me their nominations.  Their names are:

1. Navvirk.
2. Inspire Me.
3. Thinkactblog.
4. Namrata D. Prabhakar.
5. Himanshi Shukla.
6. Nima Roy.
7. Alfaazonkiudaan.
8. Tanvir Kaur.
9. Thinkactblog.
10. Multitudeofmythoughts.
11. Soulfood101blog.
12. Jirah Merizz.
13. Kally Middleme.
14. Fabwritings.
15. KrisaroundtheKorner.
16. RhapsodyBoheme.
17. Doni W.
18. Lori D Marcell Carlsen.
19. Storyteller.

Boundless Blessings to all from the One who showers His Love and Light to one and all. Give happiness to others and keep on inspiring and Be Cheerful at all times.

 

 

Easy-to-follow Simplicity in Life…..

Inspiring: A businessman who lost everything in a fire and placed a sign board outside his shop: ‘Everything burnt down to a cinder but luckily faith and confidence remains undamaged. Business starts tomorrow. Come and have a look.’

Attitude in Life: Someone asked Life: Why are you so difficult? Why can’t you make us happy and give us what we want instead of we struggling for each and everything. Life smiled and said ‘My Path is so simple and easy to live and to follow.  You people never appreciate easy things and make me so difficult.

Forgiveness: Forgive others, not because they deserve forgiveness, but because you deserve peace. A quiet mind is all you need. Let go of all the tensions and have the spirit of understanding everything in a positive way.

Unbelievable fact: Our body is full of water but wherever it hurts, blood comes out and our heart is full of blood but whenever it hurts, tears come out. They simply roll down not wanting to stop. Do not hurt yourself further. Smile and laugh as often as you can.

Magnetic: If you have a magnetic personality and yet people don’t get attracted to you, it’s not your fault. Do not worry and waste sleep and hours brooding over it. They have ‘IRON’ deficiency in their bodies.

Freshness: The beauty of the morning, is not in the freshness of the atmosphere. It is in the freshness of our Thoughts and feelings. Start your day on a Fresh Note. Do something new everyday that makes you feel like a kid again.

Coolest Message: ‘If we sleep on flowers it’s called our first night on our wedding day and if flowers sleep on us and are strewn all over our body it’s called our Last Night.

He Works Through Us To Give Hope…….

Sheena was a mother of three children and had recently completed her college degree as she always wished to study but did not have time as she had married very early and her children were quite independent. This is her story of How an inspiring Breakfast Meal changed her life forever:

‘The last class before I graduated from college was Sociology. The teacher had inspiring qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with. Her last project of the term was called ‘Smile’. The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald’s one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. I did not move an inch, an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible ‘dirty body’ smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was ‘smiling’. His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God’s Light as he searched for acceptance.

He said, ‘Good day’ as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized he was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. I held my tears back as I stood there with them. The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said ‘Coffee is all Miss,’ because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. They just wanted to be warm). Then I really felt it, the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes.

That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action. I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman’s cold hand. He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, ‘Thank you.’ I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, ‘I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.’

I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, ‘That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope.’ We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of His Grace that he showers on us at all times, we were able to give.  That day showed me the pure Light of God’s sweet Love.

I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in ‘my project’ and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, ‘Can I share this?’ I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class.   She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God, share this need to heal people and to be healed. In my own way I touched the people at McDonalds, my husband, son, instructor and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student. I graduated with one for the biggest lessons I would ever learn: UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.

God sends so much love and compassion to each and every person that we need to learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS – NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE. To handle yourself, use your head, to handle others use your heart. God gives every bird it’s food, but he does not throw it into its nest. Keep on giving. There lies your happiness.’

Arrow of My Love………..

Now is the perfect Time

To release the Arrow of My Love

That will strike deep within

Burning to embers of dust

Wounding the Hearts of All.

The more I stretch My Bow

The greater the arrow will fly

Piercing its target like flames of fire

Which leaps raging from the hearth

And then disappears in the ashes.

When I let go the arrow

From my limitless hands

The wounds and cuts will make

Them come for more of my Love.

Those who love me truly

Know who I really am, I come for all

And I come to awaken All……..

English – A funny language…..

AND WE THOUGHT ENGLISH WAS EASY

– The bandage was wound around the wound.

– The farm was used to produce the produce.

– The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.

– We must polish the Polish furniture.

– He could lead if he would get the lead out.

– The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.

– Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present.

– When shot at, the dove, dove into the bushes.

– The insurance was invalid for the invalid.

– There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.

– How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

– I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.

– Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.

– To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.

A Son’s Faith in His Father…….

In the country of Armenia, in 1986, Sami and Daisy sent their young son, Arnold, off to school. Sami squatted before his son and looked him in the eye. ‘Have a good day at school and remember, no matter what, I’ll always be there for you.’ They hugged each other and the boy ran off to school.

Hours later, a powerful earthquake rocked the area. In the midst of the pandemonium, Sami and Daisy tried to discover what happened to their son but they could not get any information. The radio announced that there were thousands of casualties. Sami then grabbed his coat and headed for the schoolyard.   When he reached the area, what he saw brought tears to his eyes. Arnold’s school was a pile of debris. Other parents were standing around crying. Sami found the place where Arnold’s classroom used to be and began pulling a broken beam off the pile of rubble. He then grabbed a rock and put it towards his toe side, and then grabbed another one.

One of the parents looking on asked, ‘What are you doing?’ ‘Digging for my son.’ Sami answered. The man then said, ‘You’re just going to make things worse! The building is unstable,’ and tried to pull Sami away from his work. Sami set his jaw and kept working. As time wore on, one by one, the other parents left. Then a fire-fighter tried to pull Sami away from the rubble. Sami looked at him and said, ‘Won’t you help me?’ The fire-fighter left and he was not one bit bothered but simply kept on digging.  He had an intuition that he could bring his son alive from all this rubble.

All through the night and into the next day, Sami continued digging. Parents placed flowers and pictures of their children on the ruins. But, Sami just kept working. He picked up a beam and pushed it out of the way when he heard a faint cry. ‘Help! Help! Sami listened but did not hear anything again. Then he heard a muffled voice, “Papa?” Sami began to dig furiously. Finally, he could see his son. ‘Come on out, son!’ he said with relief. ‘No,’ Arnold said. ‘Let the other kids come out first because I know you’ll get me.’ Child after child emerged until, finally, little Arnold appeared. Sami took him in his arms and in between kissing and hugging him, Arnold said, ‘I told the other kids not to worry because you told me that you would always be there for me.!’

Eighteen children were saved that day because one father was faithful to his words and had kept his promise. Friends, whether trapped by fallen debris or ensnared by life’s hardships and struggles, we are never cut off from our Source. Faith and Trust are our connection to the Source. It’s a privilege being a parent. Enjoy each moment of it. Do your Best and always be Happy and Responsible being a Parent.