Spirituality-The slow disciple
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Among ten students, there was one prince who was very bright, smart, fast and eager to surge forward. Then there was a Brahmin boy who was very slow in learning. Even when he caught up with other boys, he frequently asked the rishi for further explanations, which the rishi did patiently. Amongst the other boys, some were bright and some mediocre. They all had to wait for the Brahmin boy to catch up with them. Behind his back, other boys called him dimwit. The rishi never praised the prince for his learning prowess and never criticized the Brahmin boy for his slow progress. The rishi was detached (sthitapragna) in such matters.
Finally the time came when all boys were trained, their education was over. It was time to go home to a new life. Days passed. The rishi remained silent and students could not leave without the rishi’s express bidding. Ultimately, the boys lost their patience, approached the rishi and asked when they could go home. The rishi smiled and asked the boys who among them wanted to go home. All the boys raised their hands immediately. As usual, the Brahmin was the last to raise his hand, still brooding.
The rishi said : “All right, I will give you one last task today. If you do it properly, you can go home tomorrow. Go and bring some wood from jungle for burning. But I want you all to give this task some thought on your way to jungle. Go and God be with you.” The boys were puzzled by the rishi’s order to think. Some thought the rishi wanted the best quality wood. Others thought the rishi wanted the wood cut in equal size so it can be stacked evenly. The Brahmin boy was still in thought when they reached the jungle and they all separated.
This time the Brahmin boy was the first to return. Much after that, others trickled in slowly. The Prince and a few others had cut the best quality wood for their master. Others had cut wood from trees finely, almost artistically. Dimwit had brought old and rotten wood. The rishi asked dimwit to explain. Dimwit said after separating from others, he ventured further into the jungle not knowing what he wanted. He came across a dead tree, which had already fallen. He thought it takes one tree more then ten years to grow. Why cut a fresh tree? After all it is for burning. So he cut the tree into pieces which saved time and also labour of falling the tree.
The rishi allowed only the dimwit to go home the next day.
Some cool legends images:
Fire Lake in Yellowstone
Image by Stuck in Customs
Before I get started, I finally had a chance to comment (#184!) on the "The Moments Between" post from a few days ago. I’m very happy people are actively guessing and experimenting to do the same thing! I think that’s very healthy and much better than just getting an answer… although I will expose all in the future.
It reminds me of last night. I was in San Francisco with a bunch of very nice people from Peachpit, the company that is publishing the upcoming book. After Indian food, we all went out to walk the streets of San Francisco so I could give them a few tips on HDR shooting. One of the gals, holding her D60 without a tripod, was asking me about "What happens if I set the ISO down to 100?" I said. "Hmm… I wonder what would happen… Why don’t you try?" (of course I knew the answer)… but better that she finds out herself. (she did).
This photo below is from Fire Lake. Yes, I dipped my hand in. I had to! I could not resist. It was really hot. Oh god was it hot. I had to do it twice just because I couldn’t believe how hot it was the first time.
from the blog at www.stuckincustoms.com