Proverbs. Page 3

Once Rabbi Nachman was looking out the window over the market square and saw one of his disciples, a certain Hiekel. That was very Horny. Nachman called out to him and invited him to enter the house and talk.
- Tell me Hiekel, started a conversation Nachman, have you seen the sky today?
- No, Rabbi, I was not before.
And the street, Hiekel, have you seen outside today?
- Yes, Rabbi.
- What you saw, tell me.
Well, I've seen people... horses... carts. I have seen traders who touted their goods and waving her hands... Arguing for some reason peasants... Darting hither and thither of men and women...
- Oh, Hiekel, Hiekel, - shook his head Nachman, and in fifty years, a hundred, this place is a street, and the market will be. Other crews will drive other people, other traders will be waving his arms, and the other peasants will argue among themselves. But neither me, nor you, Hiekel, will be gone. So tell me, what's the point in all this running around, if you don't have time just look at the sky?

One day, a brash young seeker came to the master Thelbane and asked:
- Teacher, can you show me the cotton with one hand?
Teacher Telbani said:
- You, young man, I can show you even kick one knee.

Sales representative, Secretary and a top Manager going to lunch and find an antique lamp. They RUB it, and out POPs the Genie. He says: "I will fulfill one wish to each of you."
"Me first, me first!", - says the Secretary. "I want to be in the Bahamas, on a boat, and not think about anything." Pshh! It disappears.
"Now I, now I," says trade
representative. "I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach, a massage, an endless supply of Pina colada and the love of my life." Pshh! He disappears.
"Now it's your turn," says Jean top Manager.
"I want those two back in office after lunch."
The moral of the story: always let Your boss speak first.

Two psychiatrists lived in the same house. Every night they came back from their institutions and are often raised together on the same Elevator. The lifter was very much intrigued by one thing that happened every time again and again. The first psychiatrist stepping out of the Elevator, invariably turned and spat on the second. He smiled, calmly took out his handkerchief, wiped his face, tie or coat. Sometimes the lifter even heard he quite chuckled.
He became more and more curious. One day he couldn't resist. Closing the first psychiatrist, he asked:
- For God's sake, doctor, tell me why your colleague is constantly doing that to you?
The second psychiatrist laughed and said:
Oh, I don't know. Why should I bother? That's his problem.

One day the old Teacher of Chinese martial arts student came the Europeans and said,
- Teacher, I'm a national champion in Boxing and the French fight, what else you could teach me?
The old master was silent for a moment, smiled and said:
- Imagine that, walking around the city, you accidentally wander into the street, where several thugs await, dreams to Rob you and break your ribs. Now, I'll teach you not to walk on such streets.

When your heart is full of gratitude, any door that seems closed, can lead you to surprising discoveries.
Very few women have mastered the basics of Zen. Rengetsu is one of them. She was on a pilgrimage and came to the village at sunset. Rengetsu asked shelter for the night. But the villagers slammed the door in front of her. They must have been Orthodox Buddhists and could not leave a woman a Zen, they expelled her from the village. It was a cold night, and the woman was left hungry and without shelter. Cherry in the field gave her shelter. The night was really cold, and she couldn't sleep... And it was dangerous - wild animals... At midnight she woke up, shivering from the cold, he saw in the spring night sky and blooming flowers of cherry smile misty moon. Overflowing, defeated beauty, she stood up and curtsied towards the village: "Thanks to them, I was left without sleep, but found herself at night under the cherry blossoms and misty moon!" With great sincerity she thanked those people who refused her lodging for the night; otherwise she would sleep under a normal roof and would have missed these cherry blossoms, this whisper of flowers and the moon, and this silence, this silence of the night. She was not angry, she accepted it, not only accepted it, she welcomed it. She felt grateful.
Life is great, and every time she comes with a thousand and one gift for you. But you are so busy, so consumed with thoughts from your wanting mind, you are so full of your thoughts that you reject all these gifts. God comes constantly, and you continue to refuse.
Man becomes a Buddha the moment he accepts all that life brings, with gratitude.

One Saturday, before you go home, the pastor decided to call my wife. It was almost 10 PM, but the wife didn't answer. Been waiting for the pastor, but his wife never answered the phone. After some time he again dialed the home number and the wife immediately replied. The pastor asked why his wife took so long to pick up the phone when he called the first time, but she said that no call was not there before.
This case would have been forgotten, if on Monday in the Church office, the pastor is not the phone rang. Male caller, said something about a call from this number on Saturday evening. The pastor could not understand what was going on. Then the man said:
The phone rang and rang, but I didn't answer...
The pastor, remembering what happened to him the mishap and apologized for disturbing the man, explaining that he wanted to call home, but apparently dialed the wrong number. Then the caller said:
- Let me tell you what happened. You see, Saturday night I was going to commit suicide. And before you make the planned, I turned to God, saying that if he is, if he hears me and if he doesn't want to do it, then give me a sign. And just at that moment my phone rang. I approached the device and saw on a Board the inscription: "the Lord Almighty" (Almighty God). I looked at the ringing phone and did not dare to pick up the phone.
The Church, which served as a pastor, was called the dwelling of the Lord Almighty (Almighty God Tabernacle).

The family came to the restaurant to have lunch. The waitress took the order from the adults and then turned to their seven year old son.
- What are you going to order?
Boy timidly looked at adults and said:
I wish I was a hot dog.
No sooner had the waitress write the order, as it interfered with the mother:
- No hot dogs! Get him a steak with mashed potatoes and carrots.
The waitress ignored her words.
- You will be a hot dog with mustard or ketchup? she asked the boy.
- With ketchup.
- I'll be there in a minute, ' said the waitress and went to the kitchen.
At the table he began to reign deafening silence. Finally, the boy looked up at the audience and said:
- You know what? She thinks I'm real!

When you are mindful - you are in Paradise. Become vigilant, Wake up, become aware! And it will happen to you.
Zen Master Hakuin is one of the few flowering. Once came a warrior, a samurai, a great soldier, and asked:
- Is there a hell? Is there a heaven? If there is a heaven and hell, where is the gate? Where can I come in?
This man was a simple soldier. Warriors are always simple, unsophisticated. He knew only two things: life and death. He had no philosophy, he just wanted to know where the gate to escape hell and go to heaven. And Hakuin answered so that the warrior could understand.
- Who are you? asked Hakuin.
- I am a samurai, ' replied the warrior.
It is a very honorable thing to be a samurai in Japan. It means being a perfect warrior who never ponders whether to leave your life. He said: "I am a samurai, the leader of the samurai. The Emperor himself paid tribute to me." Hakuin laughed and replied:
- You a samurai? You look like some poor beggar.
Samurai pride was hurt. He forgot why he had come. He instantly drew his sword and was about to kill Hakuin. Hakuin laughed and said:
- This is the Gates of Hell. With the sword in wrath, with his ego - you will discover them.
A warrior could understand. The samurai immediately understood. He put the sword back in the sheath, and Hakuin said:
- And here open the Gates of Heaven.
Heaven and hell are in you. And gates you.
If you're not conscious - is the gates of hell. If you're alert and aware - and this is the gate of heaven. The mind is heaven, mind is hell, and the mind is the means to be different. But people continue to think that everything is somewhere outside them. Heaven and hell are not at the end of life, they are here and now. The door is always open. At any moment you choose between heaven and hell.

A young girl came to the Sage advice:
- My hands are making two. But I don't know what to do because your heart tells you one thing and the mind is entirely different.
Follow the call of the heart. Then even if you broke up with him you can always tell the majestic "I loved him!", not full of frustration "I was a fool..."

One day, the Rabbi Meir of Przemysl came to you for advice man. He bitterly complained that the city had a competitor that could put him on the world.
- Did you ever attention to the fact that the horse, approaching the watering hole, hoof beats on the shore? Know why he does that? - asked the Rabbi.
The man, annoyed by the fact that the Rebbe obviously did not understand his complaint, started at him stared.
- I'll tell you, ' continued Rabbi Meir. - When the horse bows his head to the water to drink, he sees his own reflection. It seems as if another horse, and he begins pounding his hoof to scare off the opponent and keep the water for themselves. You and this behavior seems silly. We know that the fears are unfounded and horse water will be enough for everyone.
But what to do with my craft and my opponent has a stupid horse?
My friend, you are the horse. You imagined that the river of God's generosity may not be enough, if it will drink not only to you but to someone else, and stamp their hooves on the shore to scare off an imaginary competitor.
- Imaginary? - asked the man.
God gives wealth to each of us, and nobody else can take away what you intended. Try to conduct your business wisely and remember: all that comes to you is given above. All your competitors are only a reflection of yourself that you see in the river.

One night, shortly before dawn, the king Shapur, lying in bed, heard the voices of guards debated among themselves.
One time said, "Stronger than all the world is my king."
Another said, "the world's hardest - wine".
And the third said, "the world's heaviest woman."
The next morning the king called his Ministers and asked them which is more powerful than all kings, wine or women. And answered himself: "the King sometimes loses power, the power of wine lasts only a few hours, and the woman... there was No man wiser than Solomon, stronger than Samson, more divine than David, but all three seduced woman."

I worked three people who have built something. Been doing everything the same, but when asked what they are doing, the answers were different. One said, "I crushed the stones," another said, "I earn my living", the third replied: "I am building a temple".

- Grandpa, do you think I understand you correctly?
- No, grandson...
- Why not?
- Then - Yes...
- I do not understand... no or Yes?!
- Yes or no - do you understand "his way"... So you understand?