The story
is told of a village in a high valley that had only one road access in and out. The road was on a steep hilly side of the
valley. At one narrow point in the road,
lay a half buried boulder which made passage difficult for both wagon and foot
traffic.
And those that would pass by would curse the boulder for its existence in their comings and goings. Yet in the hurried busy lives of each, none would do more than give it lip service by complaining of the problems it created for them personally.
And those that would pass by would curse the boulder for its existence in their comings and goings. Yet in the hurried busy lives of each, none would do more than give it lip service by complaining of the problems it created for them personally.
Then early
one morning with the rising of the sun, an old man of the village could be seen
leaving town, pulling a cart loaded with a shovel, a pick, and other
tools. No one had any idea what he might
be doing. The day passed and as the sun
set, the old man returned into town without saying a word to anyone.
It wasn’t
until the next day that word began to spread that the boulder in the road was
gone and travel was found to be much easier.
Someone had dug around this large rock and had found a way to push it
off to the side of the road. No easy
feat for anyone. With the hole already
filled in, it was hard to even know that a boulder had once occupied that place
in the middle of the road. Everyone
appreciated the absence of this obstacle in their lives but with the busy pace
of daily living, it was soon forgotten.
Each day,
there are boulders all around us that impede our lives and the lives of those
we meet and know. Boulder Movers
selflessly work for the greater good of all and the better good of the
one. And the commitment of such
wholesome acts leads to peace within; a most noble goal to have in day to day
living.
How does
anyone take up the path of a Boulder Mover?
It starts with a right understanding of how to eliminate suffering in
our own lives and the lives of those around us.
It is not enough to abstain from committing unwholesome acts that hurt
or harm others. With compassion, we need
to see the struggles of others and help when we can. Right understanding and right thinking leads
us to right actions.
For me it
started by recognizing how many Boulder Movers there already are in daily
life. I began to see the kind wordless
acts that helped others through their day.
Soon, I realized that many people go to work for more than to just make
a buck. It was their effort at boulder
moving for others. And I was often the
beneficiary. As I picked a pear for my
breakfast, I tried to imagine and count how many people it took to make my
breakfast possible. It seems infinite;
or at the very least, an expression of the Infinite.
So, when I
go to the grocery store and park in a nearby handicap space made possible by
some Boulder Mover, I get out and watch for someone who is loading their car
and ask if I can return their cart for them.
And as the “bagger” bags our food, I often ask if they have had their
“Card Validated”. Because in my book,
they really are special.
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