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BECOME A RIVERwww.spiritual-teaching.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Master instructed an unhappy young disciple to put a handful of salt in a glass of water and then to drink it. "How does it taste?" the Master asked.
"Awful," spat the apprentice.The Master chuckled and then asked the young disciple to take another handful of salt and put it in the river.
The two walked in silence to the nearby river and then the apprentice swirled his handful of salt into the water. The old Master then said, "Now drink from the river."
As the water dripped down the young disciple's chin, the Master asked, "How does it taste?"
"Good!" remarked the apprentice."Do you taste the salt?" asked the Master. "No," said the young man.
The Master sat beside this

troubled young man, took his hands, and said:


"The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less."


"The amount of pain in life remains the same, exactly the same. But the amount we taste the 'pain' depends on the container we put it into. 
So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to expand your awareness of things ..... 
 Stop being a glass. Become a river - flowing unto God!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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On 14/02/2010 23:32, Alan Jacobs wrote:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BECOME A RIVER

www.spiritual-teaching.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Master instructed an unhappy young disciple to put a handful of

salt in a glass of water and then to drink it.

 

"How does it taste?" the Master asked.


"Awful," spat the apprentice.

The Master chuckled and then asked the young disciple to take another

handful of salt and put it in the river.


The two walked in silence to the nearby river and then the apprentice

swirled his handful of salt into the water.

The old Master then said, "Now drink from the river."


As the water dripped down the young disciple's chin, the Master asked,

"How does it taste?"


"Good!" remarked the apprentice.

"Do you taste the salt?" asked the Master.

"No," said the young man.


The Master sat beside this troubled young man, took his hands, and

said:

 

                     
"The pain

of life is pure salt; no more, no less."

 


"The amount of pain in life

remains the same, exactly the same. But the amount we taste the 'pain'

depends on the container we put it into. 
So when you are in pain, the

only thing you can do is to expand your awareness of things ..... 


 

                Stop being a glass. Become a river - flowing unto God!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

©

2010 www spiritual-teaching com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

:) thank you!

 

 

I was a mountain spring

Skipping merrily

From stone to stone

Streaming and singing

Hurrying among

Rocks.

 

As I grew

My song became a roar

As I grooved carelessly

Ancient boulders

And frothed between

Canyon walls

 

Increasing in volume

I flowed in the plains

Growing wider

And deeper

And thoughtfully slowing my pace.

 

Until I merged

Pacified

In the embrace

Of the endless beloved

The ocean

 

And then

Lifted up by your grace

From my slumber

I became vapor

Steaming and rising

Towards the sun.

 

Gathered into a cloud

Pushed by winds of desire

I floated toward the mountains

Falling as rain

Starting my journey to you

Again

 

 

 

in love,

 

_()_

yosy

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