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There are no coincidence, only synchronicity. There are no strangers, only friends who have not met. May your life be full of love, laughter & light!
Namaste,
Alex Chua
In the business of asking questions other people r too busy to ask… questions that Spark insights… questions that go Beyond Possibilities… questions that bring about Clarity…
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A Fishy Coaching Story About Happiness: The Mexican Fisherman
An American businessman was at a pier in a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow-fin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.
The Mexican replied only a little while.
The American then asked why didn’t he stay out longer and catch more fish?
The Mexican said he had enough to support his family’s immediate needs.
The American then asked the Mexican how he spent the rest of his time.
The Mexican fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life, senor.”
The American scoffed, “I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and, with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat, you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution.
“You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise.”
The Mexican fisherman asked, “But senor, how long will this all take?”
To which the American replied, “15-20 years.”
“But what then, senor?” asked the Mexican.
The American laughed, and said, “That’s the best part! When the time is right, you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public. You’ll become very rich, you
would make millions!”
“Millions, senor?” replied the Mexican. “Then what?”
The American said, “Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos.”
Tags: Coaching, Happiness, Inspiration, Stories, The Mexican Fisherman
True Lasting Happiness – A Sufi Parable
A Sufi Master once saw a dog chewing the dry bone of a buffalo. The bone has jagged edges and sharply cut the tongue, gums and mouth of the dog. Blood flowed and the dog licked and chewed even harder. The blood and flesh it was tasting were its own but the dog believed they were from the bone. The dog did not ever bother to question whether or not this was true.
The dog vigorously continued to chew this bone with its sharp canine holding it with its hefty forelegs, even though it hurts itself more the longer it does so. The bone was dry. The marrow had gone. There was no flesh around. The bone possessed nothing but a rotten smell. But its impact on the dog was tempting. It was not ready to leave the bone and was clinging on to it hard.
Pondered our world and its mendacity, its temporality, its tribulation, and its temptations. Is the world not like a bone to the dog?
Man bears and nurtures first. Then he snatches, tears, levels, and captures. He thinks of getting luxuries, comforts, and enjoyment. A dry bone to a dog!
And what do you think would happen if another dog entered the story and demanded the bone from the first dog? Would it give the bone knowing that it was bare and dry or would it fight for it?
The peace, joy and happiness we seek are already inside us all this while. We were born into this world with them. but we keep hunting for them outside…
The worldly things we pine for so desperately and accumulate so avariciously wound us in the same manner the bone cuts the dog, but we believe the pleasure we derive is from those material objects and cling to them more ferociously, fighting with whoever crosses our path.
Blood drip from our wounds and stain our path of life. Still we continue with apparent relish, striving for more money and the next toy to buy.
The happiness we seek is already here, within us. We only need to recognise, experience and appreciate it, instead of trying to substitute the feeling of true happiness with that which we derive from our incessant acquisition as fueled by the media and our current culture of excessive consumption!
True lasting happiness comes with letting go of our desires and wants, appreciating whatever is already here within us.
Tags: Happiness, Inspiration, Stories
Share Your SPARKS™ – An Inspired Poem
I’m born with a Pair of Invisible Wings &
I live in the Valley of Potential
within Mountains of Possibilities.
all around me is a world of abundant Possibilities.
I’m you & you’re me… come fly with me!
Beyond Coincidences there are Synchronicities
Beyond Synchronicities there are Possibilities
Beyond Possibilities™ there is Your Potential
You only need to Ask,
Be, Do & Give
Your Best.
Ask more,
Be, Do, Give more,
& you’ll Have more.
What Else is Possible?
Share Your SPARKS™
You are invited to Share Your SPARKS™
Tags: Art, Inspiration, Persistence, Poetry, Resilience, Spirit Guide, What Else is Possible?, Your SPARKS
Golden Retriever @ MacRitchie Reservoir Park
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Golden Retriever @ MacRitchie Reservoir Park
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Follow Your Heart & You’ll Experience Magic…
Source: Dr. J. Wallace Hamilton in Five Wishes by Gay Hendricks
Tags: Dr. J. Wallace Hamilton, Five Wishes, Follow Your Heart, Gay Hendricks
How would I respond to anger if all anger is really a call for help?
How would you respond to anger if all anger is really a call for help?
What’s ur reAwakening Question?
There’s something else Beyond Possibilities, & Questions r doorways to these Xpansive realms of potentials. What’s ur reAwakening Question?
Beyond Possibilities™ was founded on 6th June 2005 with a single reAwakening Question which led me to reDiscover life Beyond Possibilities.
My 1st & most important reAwakening Question:
“What Else is Possible?”
I’ll be using tweeter to share with u more such questions & quotes.
May these question bring you love, laughter & light!
Namaste,
Alex Chua
P.S. U can follow me @ http://twitter.com/alexchua
Tags: Beyond Possibilities, Inspiration, Questions
If by Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!
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