Saturday, 2 March 2013
THE ART OF LISTENING.
There once was a farmer who discovered that he had lost his watch in the barn. It was no ordinary watch because it had sentimental value for him.
After searching high and low among the hay for a long while; he gave up and enlisted the help of a group of children playing outside the barn.
He promised the children that the child who found it would be rewarded. Hearing this, the children hurried inside the barn, went through and around the entire stack of hay but still could not find the watch.
They made a lot of noise, squealing and shouting as they pulled out all the hay, looked under it, through it and over it but there was no sign of the watch.
Just when the farmer was about to give up looking for his watch, a little boy went up to him and asked to be given another chance. The farmer looked at him and thought, “Why not? After all, this kid looks sincere enough.”
“But,” said the little fellow, “I want to go in there alone!” So the farmer sent the little boy back in the barn.
After a while the little boy came out with the watch in his hand! The farmer was both happy and surprised and so he asked the boy how he succeeded where the rest had failed.
The boy replied, “I did nothing but sit on the ground and listen. In the silence, I heard the ticking of the watch and just looked for it in that direction.”
It’s not that when we find time we will find silence,
But when we find silence; we will find time.
We look for things that are important to us, and are lost in the haystack we call everyday living. When we don't find something, be it love, peace, success, satisfaction, we become more and more frantic in our efforts, and so we miss the soft sound which can only be found when the din dies, when the frantic activity comes to a standstill and we can be silent
Only then will we find what needs to be found.
But by then, we have already found something much more important and meaningful: