This morning I was reading some of the teachings of Fahua Jing(a Chinese philosopher), In one of his sentences he said" In a fight, the one who knows how to succumb always wins."... the sentence seems stupid when you look at it but when you think deep in it, you will under\stand how deep is its meaning.
Jing's philosophy is an action but at the same time is inaction, just like when we were a child and your parent punished you with silent because we did something bad, but that silent was really worse than smacking.
I was thinking to myself have I ever won a fight with giving up?yes... one time I went to a trip with my friends and we only had 2 beds in our room but we were 4. I put my bag on the bed and went to the bathroom but when I came back I saw my bag on the ground and one of my friends was on the bed. I told her I came here first and I put my bag on the bed,she said no there was no bag on the bed when I came here. She felt so smart of taking the bed that was mine actually. I put my bag under my head and slept on it without saying anything to her. When she saw this, she came to me and told me that bed was yours sorry, go and sleep on it; I said no I am comfortable here but she went out of room so I can sleep on the bed.
This means action while it is inaction. Making someone to understand his/her fault without doing any special action. I mean sometimes we get very interesting answers by just giving up and doing a really small actions which I call inaction.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Never lie :)
When I was 7 years old, my mother was a director of a high school. She usually took me to her high school. I was first grade... I remember what happened that she didn't take me there anymore.
One day an office Inspector wanted to come to my mother's high school to see the condition of the high school. One of my mother's friends that had a really good handwriting was writing the welcome with a red color on a white fabric, Suddenly her cell phone rang and she went outside to answer her cell phone. I told myself, I just learned the alphabet so I can finish the writing until she comes back, and she will be so happy when she sees that I have done her work. So I started to write on the fabric, but after a while I just noticed that my handwriting is so bad. I just folded the fabric and threw it in the back of the cupboard. I stood on the tip of my foot to put the brush on the top of the cupboard, but the color can fell down on my head and then droped on the ground with its cap opened. I closed its cap and put that in the back of the cupboard and ran away. (In that time some red color was on my head and I didn't realize that).
I swore a lot and I told them that I don't know where the fabric is, but I didn't undrestand why they don't believe me at all.
Yes, I didn't know that my red head is telling them everything.
I learned to never lie again, because it will unfold one day.
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