I wish someone would hold my hand, look into my eyes and tell me they believe in me, that they have faith in me. That would spur the enthusiasm in me to chase my dreams.
All the criticism of me and my mistakes, and all the naysaying really bogs me down.
The only two people who have had that kind of faith in me are Ma and Nidhi these days. And I of course can't discount my teachers like Peggy Mam, Punita mam and Dr Arunan, who always showed immense faith in me and believed in me. I must go and say hello to Dr Arunan one of these days.
Yes, love can move mountains. But love is a lesser ideal than togetherness where you stand shoulder to shoulder. It's from that space that love grows and blossoms and yes, love can move mountains. Love is the foundation of faith and belief and from that space miracles happen and mysteries are unshrouded.
I can have a sharp tongue sometimes. And I must not. Yesterday I said something critical to Arun and also fought with my Shona Ma in the morning. And that makes me feel really bad. I must observe non-judgmentality and non-criticism. And today I'll shower Ma with love.
When she sits me down and tells me that she believes in me because I'm the most gifted person she knows it really touches my heart. She tells me that I have the liberty to chase my dreams. But she is often so strict and stern. She's often told me that even Buro is not as gifted as me. And Buro says no one he knows is as intelligent as me. And Pa says that he knows in his heart that I'm meant to be only excellent and nothing else. There! So many praises! So why do I sometimes sit and complain?
Nidhi told me the other day that I don't know how much people love me. I asked her how does she know that and she said that it's because people tell her that. Does that mean that Dr Rao has said good things about me to her?
He is so stern and strict when I meet him occasionally that I can't believe that! Even Dhiraj sir criticised me so much during yoga class and then he gave me a good feedback.
So sometimes you never know what people really think.
Stephen King writes in his autobiography: "You don't need a lot of talent or skill or money to make it in life. All you need is just one person to believe in you." That person for him was his mother. Arun's mother was also like that. He is so sweet. I love his sentimental heart so much.
Abraham Lincoln wrote in his autobiography that in his Presidency he realised that whenever he criticised or pointed out people's mistakes he never got things done and his subordinates always rebelled. So he started speaking only words of encouragement and praise.
Once an Army man made a terrible mistake that could have created a huge loss in the civil war and Lincoln tested his faith in his theory. Instead of reprimanding the man, Lincoln appreciated him for all the things he had done right. And that Armyman went ahead and won Lincoln the Civil War! Isn't that beautiful! Isn't that amazing!
Even Jagdish Chandra Bose tested this on plants and saw that when he spoke critical words to plants they died and when he showered plants with words of love they blossomed. Gardening must be such a spiritual activity then. To love Nature teaches one to love Man.
I think in the evening I'll go and take a nice long, walk in the Garden and get some work done now.
May I as Lincoln realised, never be harsh on people. May I speak sweet words. Even if I can't make a difference in any other way I know that would make a world of difference to the people in my life.
And from that space may I be Truthful and Genuine and Honest.
May I, always.
Love,
Me.
1.20 pm
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