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The Playground
A Parable About Life and Death
...I awoke to find myself walking hand-in-hand
with the Mother-of-Us-All toward a beautiful Playground, a playground that
seemed to stretch to infinity. She brought me to the gate, gave me a big hug and
a kiss, and said unto me, “This is your playground, do as thou wilt, and have a
good time.” I nervously walked through the gates, and was amazed at all the
sights and sounds. There were monkey bars, slides, toys, sprinklers, and all
types of fun goodies, as far as the eyes can see. There were also many, many
children of all different shapes, and sizes plating through out the Playground.
I explored my surroundings for a while, and made
a few friends. All around me children were playing and doing many things (as
children are want to do). Some children played by themselves, and some played
with many kids. Some only had one or to playmates, and some had none. There were
even a few who didn't want to play at all, and said that playing was bad.
Sometime some of the kids would steal the toys from the other kids, and others
would hog all the toys around them. Some even shared their toys with others.
All around me, children were running and jumping,
laughing and singing, loving and fighting. Some kids would stay in the
playground for a while, and some had to leave as soon as they got there.
Sometimes fights would break out amongst the children, often for silly reasons.
Some children had too many toys to play with, and some had none. Some of the
kids would section of a part of a playground, and wouldn't let any one else play
there. Bullies would roam the park picking on the weaker kids. Many games were
play in the playground. Some of the games were; cops and robbers, war (played a
lot, I’m afraid), hospital, convert the heathens, feed the poor, get a good job,
etc.
I noticed a bunch of kids in the middle of a
heated discussion, so I decided to see what was going on. I discovered that the
children were discussing the nature of the playground. Some children said that
this is the only playground there is, while others said there are an infinite
amount of playgrounds. Some argued that this section of the playground was the
only section to have children playing, and others say that there are many
sections with many children in it. Some say that when you leave the playground,
you never come back, and some say that you come back over and over again. I
didn't get involve in that discussion, because I knew better.
In another discussion pool, the kids were talking
about the Mother-of-Us-All. Some said she didn't exist, some said she did. A few
of the kids believed that there was no Mother-of-Us-All, only the Father
existed. Some believed that there were many Mothers and Fathers. And some of us
believed that She is All-in-One, and One-in-All. There were kids who said that
if you do not play the way they said that Mother/Father wants you to play, you
will go to a very, very BAD place when you leave the playground. I found a few
who truly loved the Mother, and said to them, “hey guys, let’s just play”.
Every once in a while Mother would call out the
name of a child and tell them it was time to go home. Some children would scream
and cry and throw temper tantrums, but to no avail. When Mom said it was time to
go, it was time to go. I decided to really enjoy my stay in the playground. I
played with many kids, had many adventures, had run in with bullies, scraped my
knees a few times, and generally had the time of my life. After a while, I grew
very tired and sleepy, and I knew it was soon time for Mother to call my name. I
put my toys away, and called all my playmates together for one last game of tag.
When the game ended, I head Mother call my name. I bid my playmates farewell,
and told them not to cry, we will all play together again someday. I ran out the
park and into Mothers waiting arms. I placed my head on her bosom and said.
“Thank you Mom, I had a great time in the playground”. She just smiled at me
gave me a kiss on the forehead, and I fell asleep in her arms.
I awoke to find myself walking hand-in-hand with
the Mother-of-Us-All toward a beautiful Playground, a playground that seemed to
stretch to infinity....
Divine Chaos is Everywhere
The
Divine Chaos doesn't come and go. It is always present everywhere, just
like the sky. If your mind is clouded, you won't see it, but that doesn't
mean it isn't there. All misery is created by the activity of the mind.
Can you let go of words and ideas, attitudes and expectations? If so, then
the Tao will loom into view. Can you be still and look inside? If so, then
you will see that the truth is always available, always responsive. |
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