the nightmare before Christmas

This line never left me since the first time I heard it. "What have you given to the society to demand for comfort and to complain about discomfort?"

Charity is not practised. Charity is love, for without the feeling of love one is not charitable. Charity is not a gift to cancel away negative karma. For the very intention of kindness to repent for some previous evil acts is in itself impure. This is not taken from a 16th century poem nor it is a gush of emotional outbreak. It is said after deep inquiry. An inquiry not based on religious beliefs and conditioned thinking. It is an inquiry of the self as it is.

Many days and nights I lived for the sole purpose of surviving. Once in a while a tiny excitement strikes the mind and the chase begins. When the chase is over, it is back to mediocrity. Life is short and therefore it must not only be lived but experienced. The more reason it is not to be wasted on drinking in pubs and womanising. But the irony of the 21st century is that the uncertainty and unpredictability of the events that occur provide for a foolish logic to squander.

This is my nightmare before Christmas.

The birth of Christ is the birth of a new hope from the heart. The birth of Christ brings light to illuminate the web filled mind. May the Christ in us brings to walk the path of reality.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Merry Christmas.

serf

the intuitive mind is a sacred

gift and the rational mind is a

faithful servant. we have created

a society that honors the servant

and has forgotten the gift.

ALBERT EINSTEIN

the prayer of St. Francis

lord, make me an instrument of thy peace
where there is hatred, let me sow love
where there is injury, pardon
where there is doubt, faith
where there is despair, hope
where there is darkness, light
where there is sadness, joy

o divine master, grant that i may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console
to be understood as to understand
to be loved as to love
for it is in giving that we receive
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned
it is in dying to self that we are born to eternal life.