Patience

"Good character is not formed in a week or a month. It is created little by little, day by day. Protracted and patient effort is needed to develop good character."
Heraclitus

Breathe in

I told my mind.
I am aware of the negativity that arises in my mind due to contact with the worldly phenomena.

Breath out

I told my mind.
I am aware of the source of my frustrations and I bring forth patience in my mind, as the immediate remedy to lessen the negativity that arises and to slowly let it go.

"Khantī paramaṃ tapo titikkhā"
Dhammapada Verse 184

Breathe in, breathe out

I told my mind.
I am aware of my ignorance and I bring forth gratitude in my mind, changing the biased perspective that brought me sufferings; grateful to the people who helped me to exercise empathy, to cultivate patience and to practice loving-kindness and compassion for myself, for them and for all.

"Each moment of mindfulness and cultivation is like a drop of water, keep on practicing, one day you will be in the ocean of perfection."
Simple Bear 17.04.2013.

May all be well and happy always.

With Metta
Simple Bear

想, 现在

有时, 我们想太多, 想起曾经, 想到未来, 却不曾想到现在, 随遇而不安, 自寻烦恼。

放下吧! 把曾经放下, 把未来放下, 把自己放下。 随遇而安, 随喜而乐。把心从世俗的枷锁给放了吧!

我们只活一次。

下辈子, 我们不是我们, 而是他人。

让我们平凡, 快乐的活一次吧。

Note-able

“We must not, in trying to think about how we can make a big difference, ignore
the small daily differences we can make which, over time, add up to big
differences that we often cannot foresee.”

Marian Wright Edelman

It was, perhaps, a timely reminder.

I was having a chat with a busker whom I frequently met on the way to the train station from my workplace on weekday evenings after work.  He seems unusually happy that day, and further into our little chat, he revealed the source of his happiness, he had met an unusual girl recently and showed me a note, written by her on a post-it paper, carefully folded and kept in his wallet.

It was a note of appreciation for his music, from a random stranger. The note was filled with appreciation for his music in making her day seems happier and encouragement for his future. It was heartwarming. I left the busker with his note, with a pat on his shoulder, telling him to continue living his dream of being a musician.

I felt strangely happy and touched by the kind appreciation gesture of the young girl who wrote the note. I was, in a sense, sharing in his happiness. I am grateful to the busker for sharing his happiness with me and the random stranger who wrote the note.

Perhaps, a lot of us are focusing on how we can make a big difference in others and our lives that we be neglect the little things that really matters. Perhaps, what is more valuable to others is hope, encouragement and faith in humanity which I think all of us can contribute to, with a smile and a kind gesture anytime, anywhere when the conditions are right.

Let us all make this world a better place by being a better us the next moment on.

“We can do no great things, only small things with great love”

Mother Teresa

May all be loved by all and have the love for all

With Metta

Simple Bear 22.03.2013.

Living, Being

"Be passionate about living; be dispassionate about being."
Simple Bear 20.03.2013.

Happiness in Time

"Happiness lies in every moment in time."
Simple Bear 20.03.2013.

Being a leader

"All of us are born leaders; we lead ourselves."
Simple Bear 18.03.2013.

Where are you leading yourself now?

Confessions to-be-made

Confession pages are now the craze online. As I was reading the true, fake, warm, fuzzy, perverted, and funny posts on the pages, I had this thought in mind, I think everyone should have their own confessions page perhaps in the form of a diary etc. We should start writing about our deepest fears, desires, stories about the world in which our mind had gleefully made up for us. After a while, when we look at the ‘confessions’ that we made, we may break into smiles at our funny antics, thoughts or shake head at our ignorance, anger, greed. I enjoyed the times when I read old blogs, letters that I wrote when I was younger than the present. It allows retrospection, allowing one to face up to one’s dark and light, without the possibility of the mind to deceive oneself by denying the memories of the thoughts, emotions and interactions with our world. It is, in Singaporean lingo, in ‘black and white.’

Perhaps, on a metaphysical level, we are ‘writing’ confessions all the time in the ‘cognitive page’. Think about a thought, a memory that you had a while ago about someone, something, changes in the situational conditions in which you are in. Awareness allows us to ‘read’ our confessions, and sometimes, we laugh over stupid thoughts and reactions that we have, in retrospection, in response to now, seemingly insignificant changes.

Now please excuse me, I have a confession to make.

I have an ego. it seems so real to me.

My friends do remember to stash your confessions diary away in a secret hiding place, and its location can only be found by deciphering encrypted messages in a treasure map.

May all be well and happy

Simple Bear 13.03.2013.