Monday, July 17, 2006

JK on Sadism...

"There is such a thing as sadism. Do you know what that word means? An author called the Marquis de Sade once wrote a book about a man who enjoyed hurting people and seeing them suffer. From that comes the word sadism, which means deriving pleasure from the suffering of others. For certain people there is a peculiar satisfaction in seeing others suffer. Watch yourself and see if you have this feeling. It may not be obvious, but if it is there you will find that it expresses itself in the impulse to laugh when somebody falls. You want those who are high to be pulled down; you criticize, gossip thoughtlessly about others, all of which is an expression of insensitivity, a form of wanting to hurt people. One may injure another deliberately, with vengeance, or one may do it unconsciously with a word, with a gesture with a look; but in either case the urge is to hurt somebody, and there are very few who radically set aside this perverted form of pleasure."

:-( - I wonder how many people can stand outside this circle as a witness to this process. But I certainly owe JK a grateful 'Thank you' for the reminder...

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Don't sweat the small stuff...

I happened to read this quote (taken out of context) by Keira Knightley (about her, we can have a separate discussion... :)) - "It's stupid shit. I don't freak out about anything that actually warrants a freak-out. That I can deal with. It's the little stuff I can't deal with."

I guess this comment applies to me too... I find that I am able to handle big things ok (being mugged!!!, break-ups!! and so on), but some small stuff really annoy me (being interrupted when I am talking, being asked to repeat something once more and so on...).

Does this apply to you? And any idea about the psychology of such behaviour?

Friday, July 14, 2006

Kahlil Gibran on Work

Picture from Kamat


Then a ploughman said, "Speak to us of Work."
And he answered, saying:
You work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth.
For to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life's procession, that marches in majesty and proud submission towards the infinite.
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.
Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?
Always you have been told that work is a curse and labour a misfortune.
But I say to you that when you work you fulfil a part of earth's furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born,
And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life,
And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life's inmost secret.
But if you in your pain call birth an affliction and the support of the flesh a curse written upon your brow, then I answer that naught but the sweat of your brow shall wash away that which is written.
You have been told also life is darkness, and in your weariness you echo what was said by the weary.
And I say that life is indeed darkness save when there is urge,
And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge,
And all knowledge is vain save when there is work,
And all work is empty save when there is love;
And when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself, and to one another, and to God.
And what is it to work with love?
It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.
It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.
It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy, even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit.
It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit,
And to know that all the blessed dead are standing about you and watching.
Often have I heard you say, as if speaking in sleep, "he who works in marble, and finds the shape of his own soul in the stone, is a nobler than he who ploughs the soil.
And he who seizes the rainbow to lay it on a cloth in the likeness of man, is more than he who makes the sandals for our feet."
But I say, not in sleep but in the over-wakefulness of noontide, that the wind speaks not more sweetly to the giant oaks than to the least of all the blades of grass;
And he alone is great who turns the voice of the wind into a song made sweeter by his own loving.
Work is love made visible.
And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.
For if you bake bread with indifference, you bake a bitter bread that feeds but half man's hunger.
And if you grudge the crushing of the grapes, your grudge distils a poison in the wine.
And if you sing though as angels, and love not the singing, you muffle man's ears to the voices of the day and the voices of the night.



My notes:
Absolutely spellbinding. I know not if "Work", or the quality of work rather, can be more eloquently described. And if one works this way, can we call it work as we know it in the traditional sense? It becomes a celebration, or a dance or even prayer. For me, working this way has been very few and far in between, but on the occasional moments it has happened, the experience has been beautiful. Contrary to draining me from energy that has seemingly been expended on the work, I have only experienced an increased surge that drives me more towards the same experience. Why then, do we not bring this quality of work into our day to day lives? We have habituated ourselves to a lazy and lukewarm pattern of living. It only takes the initial plunge before the work takes us over completely such that we are virtually possessed by it. If the entire mass of humanity were to develop this state of being, we would be living on a different planet altogether.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Crest of the wave...

I have a feeling that I am on the threshold of some major changes that are to come up in my Life. Yet, I also feel something inside me that is unchanging and can go through all change gracefully. Hoping that the latter prevails :)

The Secrets of an Inspirational Life...

Just finished listening to this CD program by Wayne Dyer. It's a great companion to his book about the same topic (yet to finish reading this though...). An inspiring way to be inspired :)

I suggest you read / listen to these as they provide a truly fresh prespective on our day-to-day existence.
 
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