There are times in my life when making the right choice and right decision is very crucial. If I make a wrong decision it may have an adverse effect not only on my life but also on the life of the people close to me. And if I refrain myself from making that decision I go through distress and emotional pain. I do not like to live in a limbo. I want to do the right thing. How do I do it? This is what I do. First I process my thoughts and feelings and make my mind calm and clear. When my mind is quiet and clear, I urge us to get together and have an open minded discussion. We may not come to a resolution but there is no dividing wall between us. We are going through difficult times in our country. It is very necessary for both political parties to recognize and communicate differences truthfully and empathically. Sadly, this is not happening with a few exceptions. I hope we all relate to differences honestly, amicably, peacefully and respectfully.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD
Life is not a straight line. It takes many curves and it makes it difficult to make a clearcut wise choice. Such a stance drains my energy. I feel stuck and stagnant. On the other hand if I make a quick and unwise choice I may hurt not only myself but also people connected with me. And if I do not make the right choice and remain stagnant I miss the opportunity of expanding and enriching the web of my relationships.
I was born and raised in Gujarat State (India)which is mainly a vegetarian state. In 1959, I came to Chicago on a Fulbright Exchange program. I was very happy to study for my graduate degree in Education. There was a graduate student from Poland named Slavek. He became a close member of our family. Once he invited us for dinner at his place. He knew we were a vegetarian family. He made a simple vegetarian dinner for us. The food was simple but it was very fulfilling. His empathetic and loving heart made the food very delicious and fulfilling.
When we relate to people whom we know it becomes relatively easy to cultivate and sustain wholesome relationships. But when we relate to people whom we do not know that well with unconditional positive regard, our relationship blossoms like a flower.
Quality of our relationships matters more than just the length of our relationships. And cultivating good and deep relationships may take time. It is our choice.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave Phd, PsyD
I love reading a passage "Be Silent Together " authored by Howvard Thurman. There are many ways we communicate our thoughts, opinions, ideas, feelings and emotions. We need to be mentally silent, without mental noise so that we can clearly understand what the other person is saying. I remain mentally silent and fully present when I communicate with another person. When I keep on talking without necessary pause I lose my connection with that person. That kind of communication is like a oneway street. It causes headaches and heartaches and may result in causing breakups in relationships.
I appreciate the heading of this article: Be Silent together. I myself need to be silent to hear my own voice. Words spoken can wound the mind and heart
of the other person or can heal and enrich the other person's mind and heart.
I am a teacher, a counselor a father, a grand father and a father-in-law. I have a network of enriching and fufilling relationships in my life. Such relationships give us many wonderful opportunites to cultivate and enrich our minds and hearts. It also positively impacts our intra personal and inter personal relationships.
I have spent many yeras of my life relating to different kinds of people. Such relationships have enriched my life and I am very grateful to the people for taking care of me.
In order to unerstand and emotionally enrich myself and offering my helping hands to others, I myself need to be silent and compassionate and express my ideas in a nonjudgemental and empathic way. How do I relate to myself and the people in my life is very important. Sadly walls of misunderstanding and hatred are built in many parts of the world. We need to take a stand and do whatever we can to build bridges of empathy, compassion, co0peration and kindness. We cannot be silent. We need to express our voice by doing the right things for us and for others. It is time to wake up, join hands with each other.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, Psy D
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I love reading a passage "Be Silent Together " authored by Howvard Thurman. There are many ways we communicate our thoughts, opinions, ideas, feelings and emotions. We need to be mentally silent, without mental noise so that we can clearly understand what the other person is saying. I remain mentally silent and fully present when I communicate with another person. When I keep on talking without necessary pause I lose my connection with that person. That kind of communication is like a oneway street. It causes headaches and heartaches and may result in causing breakups in relationships.
I appreciate the heading of this article: Be Silent together. I myself need to be silent to hear my own voice. Words spoken can wound the mind and heart
of the other person or can heal and enrich the other person's mind and heart.
I am a teacher, a counselor a father, a grand father and a father-in-law. I have a network of enriching and fufilling relationships in my life. Such relationships give us many wonderful opportunites to cultivate and enrich our minds and hearts. It also positively impacts our intra personal and inter personal relationships.
I have spent many yeras of my life relating to different kinds of people. Such relationships have enriched my life and I am very grateful to the people for taking care of me.
In order to unerstand and emotionally enrich myself and offering my helping hands to others, I myself need to be silent and compassionate and express my ideas in a nonjudgemental and empathic way. How do I relate to myself and the people in my life is very important. Sadly walls of misunderstanding and hatred are built in many parts of the world. We need to take a stand and do whatever we can to build bridges of empathy, compassion, co0peration and kindness. We cannot be silent. We need to express our voice by doing the right things for us and for others. It is time to wake up, join hands with each other.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, Psy D
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I appreciate receiving a weekly gift from Awakin Readings. I also deeply appreciate the thought-provoking weekly articles, such as Landlocked in Fur, authored by Sri Tukaram. These weekly gifts fill my heart with curiosity, compassion, gratitude, and peace.
There are two kinds of landlocking: the landlocking that binds us and the landlocking that frees us. Empathizing with the landlocking of others expands and deepens my consciousness, while narrowing my awareness narrows my consciousness. Ultimately, it is my choice how I live.
When I reach out and touch the minds and hearts of those who need a helping hand, I experience deep gratitude. Helping others through their suffering fills my heart with compassion and gratitude. Serving others with compassion and kindness enriches my life.
It is up to me to decide how I choose to live. Living with an open heart and serving others unconditionally brings me great joy and fulfillment.
My prayer:
Make me an instrument of service, compassion, and kindness.
If someone wishes to walk with me on this path of service, I welcome them to join hands with me in serving others unconditionally.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD
This passage written by Randall Amster is like a gift offered to me to think about different kinds of work I do on a daily basis and the kinds of work I do on a special occasion. I do both kinds of work voluntarily. Nobody in my family expects me to do anything beyond my capacity. They love me uncondionally. In fact they provide thier help and support to me whenever I need it.
When I was a student in a college we were asked to read a book titled Work As Worship by Mark Russell. I was looking forward to reading this book. Now I am 101 years old and I still love to read or listen to books that are meangful to me. Certain books are like my lifelong friends. I enoy reading them and I happy to share my learnings with my family members, friends and my adult students taking online classes with me.
I enjoy doing such work and learning something new. And I also enjoy sharing my learnings with others. Such work becomes worship to me.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave Ph.D, PsyD
This article Where The Longest Light Meets The Gathring Dark authored by Shannon Willis is a timely article for me. I am 101 years old. In my relatively long life I have seen quite a few ups and downs, births and deaths. There are two ways of relating to the truth of dying: Accept it realistically and gracefully or deny it or resist it. We tend to forget it and deny it forgetting the truth that who is born is going to die. Birth and death are two wings of the bird of life. What is born is going to die. When my father was alive he taught us to keep this inevitable truth in mind, to accept it and live the best way we can. There are times when a thought passes through my mind : How long am I going to be on this earth? How am I going to die? I know the truth that whoever is born is going to die. I know this truth and l am trying to live my life by serving others to the best of my ability. Death is not in my hands, life is. I follow this truth and live accordingly. Knowing and accepting this truth helps me to accept it and live my life serving people as best I can. And I am grateful to others for taking care of me.
Reading this article affirms my belief and I am grateful to Shannon Willis for writing this article.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD
Please read, reflect and share my Reflctions on this article with your family friends and rothers. Namaste. Dr. J P Dave
I enjoyed reading Collecting Leaves and Stories, authored by Wendell Berry. I am very fond of taking evening walks. Now, however, I am not able to walk as much as I would like. I am 101 years old, and I can no longer take long walks as I once did.
My father was also very fond of walking. I enjoyed taking walks with my father, his friends, and my own friends. While we were walking, my father would often tell us stories, usually with a theme of serving others. We enjoyed listening to these stories and learning the lessons they offered.
He often told us stories from the two great Indian epics, the Ramayana and the Mahabharata. Through these stories, we learned many valuable lessons about life. My father was not only a wonderful storyteller but also a very admirable teacher. I am deeply grateful to him for teaching us significant lessons about life.
Reading this article has raised several questions in my mind. One of them is the seed question: All creatures die into it, and they live by it. How do I relate to such a paradoxical statement? How can life and death go together?
When I sat quietly and meditated for a while, another question arose in my mind: How can sound and silence go together? Aren’t they opposites? How can they exist together?
As I quietly meditated and reflected on this question, a realization dawned on me: You can create silence within yourself in order to hear the soundless sound. You need to be silent to hear yourself.
This has become a very valuable lesson for me.
A great deal of our energy is wasted in what we think, how we think, and how we speak. The way we express our thoughts can sometimes create misunderstandings and unnecessary mental pain. Instead of building a bridge between two people, we may end up creating a wall between them.
Learning to be silent within ourselves can help us listen more deeply—not only to ourselves but also to others. Perhaps silence can give us the space to understand another p...
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I enjoyed reading Collecting Leaves and Stories, authored by Wendell Berry. I am very fond of taking evening walks. Now, however, I am not able to walk as much as I would like. I am 101 years old, and I can no longer take long walks as I once did.
My father was also very fond of walking. I enjoyed taking walks with my father, his friends, and my own friends. While we were walking, my father would often tell us stories, usually with a theme of serving others. We enjoyed listening to these stories and learning the lessons they offered.
He often told us stories from the two great Indian epics, the Ramayana and the Mahabharata. Through these stories, we learned many valuable lessons about life. My father was not only a wonderful storyteller but also a very admirable teacher. I am deeply grateful to him for teaching us significant lessons about life.
Reading this article has raised several questions in my mind. One of them is the seed question: All creatures die into it, and they live by it. How do I relate to such a paradoxical statement? How can life and death go together?
When I sat quietly and meditated for a while, another question arose in my mind: How can sound and silence go together? Aren’t they opposites? How can they exist together?
As I quietly meditated and reflected on this question, a realization dawned on me: You can create silence within yourself in order to hear the soundless sound. You need to be silent to hear yourself.
This has become a very valuable lesson for me.
A great deal of our energy is wasted in what we think, how we think, and how we speak. The way we express our thoughts can sometimes create misunderstandings and unnecessary mental pain. Instead of building a bridge between two people, we may end up creating a wall between them.
Learning to be silent within ourselves can help us listen more deeply—not only to ourselves but also to others. Perhaps silence can give us the space to understand another person before we react to what they say.
This way of relating to others seems especially significant at a time when the noises of fighting are becoming louder and louder. Perhaps what we need today is not more noise, but more people willing to become quiet enough to listen—to themselves, to one another, and to the soundless wisdom within.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD
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I appreciate your reflection on what I wrote in response to Taking A Seat At Life's Kitchen Table by Rachel Naomi Remen. ARAKIN ORG has been doing an ecellent service by publishing such weeky passages. Jagdish
I enjoyed reading this passage, Taking A Seat At Life's Kitchen Table authored by Rachel Naomi Remen is not just a way of passing time. In fact, this writing is very helpful not only to me, but also to my family members, my clients, and my friends. I consider it a gift from the author of this article. Reading this article is very illuminating. As I am growing agewise I have made quite a number of small and big mistakes. Formerly I used to hide my mistakes, suppress or repress my mistakes. I know denying my own mistakes is not the wholesome and wise way for dealing with them. Not knowing how to deal with my mistakes continued draining my physical, mental, and emotional energy. I distinctly remeber an experience when I was teaching a high school class in India. I have always believed that yelling is never the way to guide a child or young adult. One student was continually disrupting the class, and in a moment of frustration, I yelled at that student. After reflection, I realized that the student was still indeed a child and in their mind was not doing anything wrong. I should have empathized more and gently guided rather than yelled. I apologized to that student, and to give a genuine apology I put myself in their shoes and let go of my own ego. In order to learn and cherish something new we need to take bold steps but also learn to recognize other perspectives. This is the way I have learned how to relate to new and difficult situations. Face life courageously, compassionately, and creatively. This is my life story. It is not a straght line. I have learnt how to live my life. And I am very grateful to the folks holding my hands when I have gone through thicks and thins in my life. To me, life is a blessing, not a curse. And I am grateful to my parents, friends, teachers, neighbors and other members of my family for holdng my hands whenever I needed their help. I am also very happy to offer my help whenever I can. It is by giving we receive. It is a two -way st...
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I enjoyed reading this passage, Taking A Seat At Life's Kitchen Table authored by Rachel Naomi Remen is not just a way of passing time. In fact, this writing is very helpful not only to me, but also to my family members, my clients, and my friends. I consider it a gift from the author of this article. Reading this article is very illuminating. As I am growing agewise I have made quite a number of small and big mistakes. Formerly I used to hide my mistakes, suppress or repress my mistakes. I know denying my own mistakes is not the wholesome and wise way for dealing with them. Not knowing how to deal with my mistakes continued draining my physical, mental, and emotional energy. I distinctly remeber an experience when I was teaching a high school class in India. I have always believed that yelling is never the way to guide a child or young adult. One student was continually disrupting the class, and in a moment of frustration, I yelled at that student. After reflection, I realized that the student was still indeed a child and in their mind was not doing anything wrong. I should have empathized more and gently guided rather than yelled. I apologized to that student, and to give a genuine apology I put myself in their shoes and let go of my own ego. In order to learn and cherish something new we need to take bold steps but also learn to recognize other perspectives. This is the way I have learned how to relate to new and difficult situations. Face life courageously, compassionately, and creatively. This is my life story. It is not a straght line. I have learnt how to live my life. And I am very grateful to the folks holding my hands when I have gone through thicks and thins in my life. To me, life is a blessing, not a curse. And I am grateful to my parents, friends, teachers, neighbors and other members of my family for holdng my hands whenever I needed their help. I am also very happy to offer my help whenever I can. It is by giving we receive. It is a two -way street. Sometimes it may become a two-way street. I follow my Dharma. Hold the hand of a person unconditionally who needs your help. I am very happy for doing it.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD.
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This short passage Dust If You Must written by Rose Milligan offers me a wonderful lesson about how to make wise choices in life. Life offers many choices-good, bad and ugly. It is upto me to make wise choices. I like music to hear, books to read, friends to cherish and life to live. Life offers many choices.
It is up to me to make right and wise choices. If I goof and make wrong and harmful choices, my choice making affects not only me but also people close to me and connected with me. I have learnt to make wise and right choices not only for my wellness but also for the wellness of people close to me. It may not be their fault but they have to suffer because of my wrong choice making. So it's like a double- edged choice making. My wrong choice making hurting not only me but other close to me. So it is up to me to learn how to make right and wise choices.
As I was growing up, I made some important decisions that caused agony and harm not only to me but people closely retated to me. I have learnt not to make impulsive decisios. I have learned from my mistakes. There is room for corrections. I am grateful to my parents, friends and teachers for giving me helpful feedback and their support.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD
I love listening to stories, my story, your story and some one else's story. And I have friends who also love to listen to my stories. We share all kinds of stories. Some are delightful and some are painful. I lkie to listen to such stories, some over and over. And there are also tragic stories which come to my mind and heart and I wish to forget them. I have learnt many lessions from listening to my stories and others'. Some stories evoke happiness and there are stories which evoke sadness. I embrace both kinds of stories. Happy stories come and I joyfully say hello to them. Painful stories come, make me sad and I would like to say good bye to them. I have a wide spectrum of all kinds of stories. Some joyful and some painful. My stories are like my friends, I learn from my stories. They represent me.
I wonder which stories have brought lots of joy and delight to me. I have learned a lot from my stories. Such stories are my never -failing freiends.
A question arises in my mind: Do I welcome all kinds of stories? Some are good, some are bad and some do not have any remakable quality. I believe that each kind of story has a meaning and has a value. I learn lessons from my stories. Stories are never failing friends. Each story has something to offer. It's up to me to take it or leave it.
Namsate!
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD
Good reflections to think on and put it in practice.
I had already sent my Reflections. I don’t know what happened.
I have already sent my Reflections on this weekly passage. I do not see my reflections. Please let me know why I donor see my reflections.
Thanks.
Dada
To create something new, the mind needs to be free from thinking about the past or worrying about the future. A creative mind is free from the grip of the past and from dwelling on the future. Creative and beneficial ideas arise in the consciousness of the present moment, here and now. The past is already gone, and the future has yet to arrive. Much of our energy is wasted by thinking about the past and the future. The mind becomes imprisoned by thoughts of the past and by thoughts about the future.
That is why I have learned to meditate regularly. If I do not meditate regularly, my mind wanders and worries, and I lose my energy. My physical, mental, and emotional energy, as well as my sleep and appetite, are affected when I do not meditate regularly. A wandering mind drains my energy. I have learned the importance of meditating regularly, and I have gained many benefits from this practice.
When I was in the beginning phase of my meditation journey, I found excuses not to meditate regularly. These excuses affected my health and my relationships. Through my experiences, I learned the value of regular meditation. I became my own never-failing friend.
Now I teach mindful meditation to children, adults, and older people without charging money. It is my seva, my service, and it brings great joy to my life.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD
I enjoyed reading and reflecting on the passage by Jack Kornfield. I have also enjoyed reading his books, which have helped me learn how to quiet my noisy mind and live mindfully, quietly, and peacefully. I have learned that true peace comes from within, not from outside. It is an inner journey. We learn important lessons from within when our noisy mind becomes calm and quiet.
During my long life journey, I have tried to make peace within myself by seeking help from outside resources, such as books on meditation and from people who meditate regularly. These resources helped me to some extent, but only for a short time. I have learned that genuine transformation happens from within, and it takes time. Patience, perseverance, empathy, and compassion are my inner resources for spiritual growth and development. They are my loyal friends who have never failed me, and I am deeply grateful to them.
Peace.
Namste!
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD
'Becoming Airports' evokes many ideas about my true identity. Who am I? Who are the travelers? Who is the pilot? What is my destination? These are important questions to ask and explore.
The airplane represents the means of travel. The place where the plane is flying is the destination. The one flying the plane is me. The lives of the passengers depend on me. If I take a wrong turn, many lives may be lost.
The airport awakens thoughts of many voyages in my mind. In the journey of my life, life moves like a river, taking many turns. I need to learn to move carefully. One mistake can change the course of a life.
As I continue on my journey, I encounter many kinds of airports and many kinds of travelers. As the pilot, it is my responsibility to make the necessary adjustments and accommodations. One mistake could endanger the lives of those traveling with me.
Who am I? What is my identity? Who shapes my identity? I am still on the path of discovery. Patience is my companion, and I am not in a hurry. I trust that, in time, my journey will reveal who I am becoming.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, Psych .D
We all want to move upward in different areas of our lives—whether it is financial success, recognition, or a good reputation. In our pursuit of these goals, there are times when we stumble and unknowingly walk down the wrong path. Instead of looking within to understand where we went wrong, we often blame others for our setbacks. As a result, the cycle of disappointment and misery continues, and we lose our way.
Whenever we fall, our first instinct may be to find fault with someone else. But when we point one finger at another person, we should remember that four fingers point back at ourselves. This is a reminder that true growth begins with self-reflection rather than blame. We need to awaken to the right path by looking inward.
As I was growing up, I learned not to blame others for my shortcomings. Instead, I learned to look within and seek the answers from my own heart. By walking the path of self-awareness, I have become wiser and more mindful of my thoughts and actions. And whenever I find myself taking the wrong path, I pause, reflect, and ask for forgiveness. Each mistake becomes an opportunity to learn, grow, and return to the path of truth and compassion.
Namste.
Jagdish P Dave PhD, PsyD