Einu sinni

 

Con Man I have to work on two levels: one is the level where you live, where you are, and one is the level where I am and I want you also to be. From the top of a hill I have to come into the valley where you are, otherwise you won't listen, you won't believe the sunlit top. I have to take your hand in my hand and persuade you - and on the way, tell stories that are not true! But they keep you engaged, and you don't create any trouble in walking; you go on, engaged with the story. And when you have reached the hilltop, you will know why I was telling long stories, and you will feel grateful that I told those stories; otherwise you would not have been able to travel that long, that far uphill. It is something to be remembered: All the masters of the world have been telling stories, parables - why? The truth can be simply said, there is no need to give you short stories. But the night is long, and you have to be kept awake; without stories you are going to fall asleep. Till the morning comes there is an absolute necessity to keep you engaged, and the stories the masters have been telling are the most intriguing things possible. The truth cannot be said, but you can be led to the point from where you can see it.

 

 

yndisleg bók sem ég er að lesa ég elska hana og þess vegna verð ég að setja smá úr henni hér inn :)

 

 

Einu sinni var ég í heimsókn hjáfjölskyldu minni og var að passa lítinn frænda minn .Það var erfið stund bæði fyrir swamann og þennan þriggja ára dreng.Við settum allt á hvolf.Hann tók æðiskast.Að lokum tók ég hann í fangið og hélt bara utan um hann .'Eg söng á sanskrít.Og það rann upp fyrir mér að þetta er allt og sumt sem heimurinn vill,að það sé haldið utan um mann þrátt fyrir allt'EG fann sælukenndina aftur um leið og ég opnaði hjarta mitt