GETTING HIGH

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     The Master told this story about the way people look at other people:

     
     Soon after his marriage, the Master lived on the tenth floor of a city apartment. His young wife one day stepped out of the shower to reach for a towel. She froze! There, outside the window, was a window washer looking at her. A whole minute passed as she stood rooted to the ground, too stunned to move a muscle.

     
     The man broke the spell. “What's the matter lady?” he said. “Haven't you ever seen a window washer?”

--AWAKENING

by Anthony De Mello

ON BEING AWARE

Yes, we have heard the following story before, but it contains a moral of which I was not aware. Label me “slow learner”--that is not an excuse...it is truth.

THREE MINUS ONE EQUAL TWO

Pilot announced that a sputtering engine would soon cease to operate. Passengers were a Senator, a Bishop and a boy scout. There were but three parachutes on board. The pilot, grabbing one parachute, bailed out. The others would have to decide which of them would be saved.

Senator said, “There are only two parachutes left. Because I am necessary to the country, I should have a parachute. The two of you will have to decide who lives and who dies.” Immediately he grabbed one and jumped.

Bishop looked at the young Boy Scout and said, “Son, I have lived a long life. I think it fitting that you should have the remaining parachute. I am ready to die.”

“That won't be necessary, Bishop, said the Boy Scout. There are two parachutes here. Senator just jumped out with my knapsack.”

Cleverness sometimes leaves no room for awareness.....

--Above is taken from Anthony De Mello  AWARENESS #232 (Edited)

NOW...ABOUT ME

Sometimes I've sat in an AA meeting trying to think of something entertaining to say, interesting, funny maybe—truly clever! In so doing, I became totally unaware what was being said, something I might have needed to hear. (Because I firmly believe God talks to me through the Peeps...if I LISTEN!)

And so this natural Ego-driven cleverness of mine (in all  blocks me from that spiritual sunlight of the 'unknowing'--which I must have to stay out of the darkness of knowledge. Yup, I read that over again, and it made sense to me—grin!

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LISTEN CAREFULLY TO LEARN

When speaking with another I sometimes put 

my own meaning into the others words. 

And sometimes it turns out other than intended, 

maybe intruding into a Fourth Dimension:

A reporter was interviewing a woman on her hundredth birthday. She seemed an extraordinarily vivacious sort of person who delighted in recalling her past. She had lived from the age of the covered wagon to the age of the supersonic jet, and she seemed eager to describe it all.

When the interview was over she still seemed eager to talk, so the reporter tried to think up some question that would keep the conversation going. “Have you ever been bedridden?” he asked.

“Oh dear, yes,” she said with a slight blush, “dozens of times. And twice in a haystack.”

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Yesss, another De Mello, 

"The Heart of the Enlightened" 

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