A frog attacked me! Guess I was in his way. Before you ask, no I did not kiss him to check if he is a prince.Â For me it was the other way round. His wet touch woke me up from unnecessary lost in thinking. The cosmos has some creative ways to get you back into the NOW.
Lots of trucks in India have a sign at their back â€œuse hornâ€ or so. In Germany it would be impolite to use your car horn unless itâ€™s an emergency. In India itâ€™s more the â€œplease wake me upâ€ kinda character. So everybody is using their horns, trucks, busses, cars, bikes(-motor) and tuk-tuks. Itâ€™s like a symphony of NOW.
Which brings us directly to the question: how many sorts of basil do you know?
Today I got to taste 3 different sorts of many more. It made me feel stupid and ignorant knowing only one. Is it important to know more than one? Maybe not, but for me, it was a clear sign, I am too happy in my comfort zone. There are sooo many herbs and awesome medical plants in an Ayurveda herbal garden – itâ€™s a shame I only knew maybe 0.5% â€¦
The good thing about it is, these days we are only limited by our choices.
To learn more about something, at least the start is only one click away.Â Brings us back to the topic, how do we make choices? Kiss or cook the frog? Letâ€™s see what is the recipe of me. A colourful mixture of DNA puzzled around the world via my parents, grand-parents, my grand-grand parents, their parents and their grand-grand-grand parentsâ€¦ in short from various jumping or crawling beings on this planet. I still like the idea, that some of my atoms in my heart once belonged to a dinosaur.
Happy, or not-so-happy, conditioning happens via family, friends and skool. Teachers, professors, your worst enemy at school, and of course – the facility manager! Our brain compiles that code on a daily basis, with none or only rare adjustments.
Me, version v.2.1 started working or â€œwelcome to the sharks!â€. Missed your teachers or professors? No worries, you get colleagues and bosses to teach you more about YOU.
Years back I was lucky enough to attend a buddhists teaching. The summary was â€œeverybody is your supporter!â€. Did sound great until meeting my boss on the next Monday. Donâ€™t worry – it took me SOME years to fully understand this. I know there are extreme cases, e.g. car accidents, murder, child abuse â€¦ â€¦ and again, I am lucky to know a few splendid humans with a horrible past. Some of the greatest flowers stick out their head through mud.
So decisions, decisions but how?
The question here is: are your goals your goals? Or do you think they are yours but instead you are just fulfilling the ones of your DNA and family?
Recently I asked a student, â€œhow can you be sure?â€. He was pondering for quite some time until he came up with a very clever answer: “Well, it looks like I only know the goals of my family and society so far!â€ Hopefully his girlfriend wonâ€™t kill me one day, when she finds out, I kicked him out of his comfort zone. At least for a whileâ€¦