Perspective

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Perspectiva
--por Aaron Zehah

Un hombre pobre vivía con su mujer y seis hijosen una pequeña casa de una habitación, Siempre estaban tropezándose un@s con otr@s y había tan poco espacio que apenas podían respirar. Finalmente el hombre no pudo soportarlo más. Habló con su mujer y le preguntó qué hacer. “Ve a ver al rabino, “ le dijo, y depués de discutir un poco acabó yendo.

El rabino le saludó y dijo, “Veo que algo te está atormentando.Sea lo que sea me lo puedes contar.”

Y así el pobre hombre le contó al rabino lo dura que era su situación en casa con él, su mujer, y los seis hijos comiendo y viviendo y durmiendo en una habitación, el pobre hombre le dijo al rabino, “Estamos empezando incluso a gritarnos y pelearnos. La vida no puede ser peor.”


El rabino pensó profundamente sobre el problema del pobre hombre. Luego dijo: "Haz exactamente lo que te diga y las cosas mejorarán. ¿Lo prometes?"
"Lo prometo", dijo el pobre hombre.
El rabino le hizo una pregunta extraña al pobre hombre. "¿Tienes algún animal?"
"Sí", dijo. "Tengo una vaca, una cabra y algunos pollos".
"Bien", dijo el rabino. "Cuando llegues a casa, mete todos los animales en la casa para que vivan contigo".

El pobre hombre estaba asombrado al escuchar el consejo del rabino, pero había prometido hacer exactamente lo que dijo el rabino. Así que se fue a su casa y metió a todos los animales de la granja a la pequeña casa de una habitación.
Al día siguiente, el pobre corrió a ver al rabino. "¿Qué me has hecho, Rabino?" gritó. "Es horrible. ¡Hice lo que me dijiste y los animales están por toda la casa! ¡Rabino, ayúdame!" El rabino escuchó y dijo con calma: "Ahora vete a casa y saca a los pollos".
El pobre hombre hizo lo que dijo el rabino, pero se apresuró a regresar al día siguiente. "¡Las gallinas se han ido, pero Rabbino, la cabra!" gimió. "¡La cabra está destrozando todos los muebles y comiendo todo lo que está a la vista!" El buen rabino dijo: "Ve a casa y quita la cabra y que Dios te bendiga".

Entonces el pobre hombre se fue a su casa y se llevó a la cabra afuera. Pero corrió de nuevo a ver al rabino, llorando y llorando. "¡Qué pesadilla trajiste a mi casa, rabino! ¡Con la vaca es como vivir en un establo! ¿Pueden los seres humanos vivir con un animal como este?"
The poor man did as the rabbi said, but hurried back again the next day. "The chickens are gone, but Rabbi, the goat!" he moaned. "The goat is smashing up all the furniture and eating everything in sight!" The good rabbi said, "Go home and remove the goat and may God bless you."

El rabino dijo dulcemente: "Amigo mío, tienes razón. Que Dios te bendiga. Vuelve a casa ahora y saca a la vaca de tu casa". Y el pobre hombre fue rápidamente a casa y sacó a la vaca de la casa.
Al día siguiente volvió corriendo al rabino nuevamente. "Oh, Rabino", dijo con una gran sonrisa en su rostro, "Ahora tenemos una vida tan buena. Todos los animales están fuera de la casa. ¡La casa es muy silenciosa y tenemos espacio de sobra! ¡Qué alegría! ! "

Preguntas semilla para la reflexión: ¿Cómo te relacionas con nuestra perspectiva de moldear nuestras experiencias? ¿Puedes compartir una historia personal de una época en que el conocimiento de tu perspectiva que da forma a tu experiencia te permitió cambiar tu perspectiva y, por lo tanto, tu experiencia? ¿Qué te ayuda a reconocer tu libertad para dar forma a tu perspectiva?
Ari's Awakin 6 de marzo Awakin Marin Reading (enviado por correo electrónico)

Seed Questions for Reflection

How do you relate to our perspective shaping our experiences? Can you share a personal story of a time when awareness of your perspective shaping your experience allowed you to shift your perspective and thereby, your experience? What helps you recognize your freedom to shape your perspective?

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7 Past Reflections
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Andy
May 15, 2020
These short story's are entertaining and comforting .
Brings a smile for the day ahead.
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Harman
Oct 2, 2018

 I read this story of some one somewhere..

There was a guy who was a player, a sportsman.  One day when he was playing a crucial match of his life, he was injured and he lost the match..  He was very disappointed with that and asked god why me... but he got no answer.  He went to hospital and his leg was perhaps fractured.. Then in the next few days he started retrospecting his life about where things went wrong and he realized all through his life he had won so many matches where he did not even deserve to win and he never asked god why me.. but soon as he lost this match he started complaining god.. He felt sorry about complaining and accepted the fate.

I hope you get the idea..

Forgive me If I am mistaken with exact story.. as I dont remember who that player was..




JY
Oct 2, 2018
 Myself Jyotima, When i was very young i was diagnosed with disease names Takayashu. I was always sick and moving around doctors. I used to complain a lot, crib, cry and use to ask “ Why Me”. Why i have to suffer so much, why I am going thru all this. Why can’t i live a normal life. My life became a life of a victim. While this was all going there was so much good also happening in my life. My supportive parents, my well paying job,good life style, beautiful home,  my loving husband ,adorable kids and caring friends all around, which i never noticed and appreciated. In year 2010 when my health deterioted and life got me the situation where i could see death very closely , i got the awakening and realisation of life , how blessed i was. Every breathe was so precious , every moment is a blessing which i spent in complaining . That was a turning time in my life which shaped my perspective of life and started practicing “ Gratitude” for my every bre... View full comment
PH
Oct 2, 2018

 A couple of years ago my mother passed away and a separation also led to me being apart from my son for what seemed like unbearable periods of time. I have practiced Vipassana and Anapana for quite a while but even so I could not work with the pain I experienced and had no equanimity. 

As a surfer I began to remember the pain associated with being held down by a large wave, the feeling of needing to breath but not being able to. I felt relief in my body that I could breath freely, without restiriction. From there I began to see that, though I was living in my van, I had shelter from the harsh weather. I began to recall that I had food that day and was not starving. 

This practice of gratitude eventually brought me back to my breath, which brought me back to observing bodily sensations. It may be this practice of gratitude that saved my life.

DD
Sep 30, 2018

 I see the effects of our experience and perspective being circular, shaping one another, the circular process starting with experience which to me is basic and primary.  Oscar Wilde said, "Nothing worth knowing can be taught."  That is, it's learned by experience which shapes our perspective which shapes our experience.  That's what happened in Aaron Zehah's story.  Once the man experienced the increased crowding in his little home, his perspective changed.  And with a different perspective his experience in his home changed.  In all matters, my experiences have ongoingly shaped my perspective whch has shaped my experience.

JP
Sep 29, 2018
 The world is how we see it. What lense we are using shapes the experience of the world we live in. The poor man in this story saw his world, the small  house he lives in with his wife and  his six children sleeping in the small room as a source of  his misery. When his house was filled with chickens,a goat and a cow he realized how much misrable he became. Now he gained another perspective to look at the same house he lived in. This new and different perspective changed his old perspective. How we look at our life and  how we relate to it makes a big diifference.Our awareness of our perspective shapes our expereince. Mindful awareness helps us to create a clear perspective of living with deep contentment with the world we live in.Our house becomes a home. When I was growing up in a family composed of four brothers, three sisters and parents living in  a small house, We did not feel miserable. We learnt the art of living by living  in a small houe wi... View full comment
KP
Sep 29, 2018
 We become the stories we tell and focus upon. I love this folktale and used to tell it when I performed for families at libraries and schools. :) In my own life I am currently wrestling with the idea of relocating out of Washington DC where I moved 4 years ago. I keep asking myself, "am I seeing the full picture" or am I focusing on a negative perspective: is it really too "noisy" here with the current political atomsphere and activism that's now nearly 24/7? I ask myself to remember all the good here too: the amazing Burning Man and couchsurfing communities, the deeply heartfelt All Souls Unitarian church I attend. The fact that it's a walkable city. My housemates whom I lovingly refer to as the Golden Girls as they are in their 70s and 80! So many blessings. And yes, DC is tough to live in at the moment too. So I meditate and pray and ask, "what is best for my heart and soul" and may I see the full picture with gratitude too. I hope this helps... :) To shape perspective in a b... View full comment