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Tuesday, July 28, 2009

The golden ring?

Lead me from dreaming to waking.
Lead me from opacity to clarity.
Lead me from the complicated to the simple.
Lead me from the obscure to the obvious.
Lead me from intention to attention.
Lead me from what I'm told I am to what I see I am.
Lead me from confrontation to wide openness.
Lead me to the place I never left,
Where there is peace, and peace
- The Upanishads

*note* Mulla Nasrudin in comments.
-added by danny-
The Moving Friend

"Nasrudin," a friend said one day, "I am moving to another village. Can I have your golden,expensive ring, so that I will remember you every time I look at it?"

Nasrudin replied, “Well, you might loose the ring and then forget about me. How about I don’t give you a ring in the first place—that way, every time that you look at your finger and don’t see a ring, you will definitely remember me.”