撬起世界的最佳支点（zt）

暖暖阳光

(zt)撬起世界的最佳支点


在闻名世界的威斯特敏斯特大教堂地下室的墓碑林中，有一块名扬世界的墓碑。

　　其实这只是一块很普通的墓碑，粗糙的花岗石质地，造型也很一般，同周围那些质地上乘、做工优良的亨利三世到乔治二世等二十多位英国前国王墓碑，以及牛顿、达尔文、狄更斯等名人的墓碑比较起来，它显得微不足道，不值一提。并且它没有姓名，没有生卒年月，甚至上面连墓主的介绍文字也没有。

　　但是，就是这样一块无名氏墓碑，却成为名扬全球的著名墓碑。每一个到过威斯特敏斯特大教堂的人，他们可以不去拜谒那些曾经显赫一世的英国前国王们，可以不去拜谒那诸如狄更斯、达尔文等世界名人们，但他们却没有人不来拜谒这一块普通的墓碑，他们都被这块墓碑深深的震撼着，准确地说，他们被这块墓碑上的碑文深深地震撼着。在这块墓碑上，刻着这样的一段话：

　　当我年轻的时候，我的想象力从没有受到过限制，我梦想改变这个世界。
　　当我成熟以后，我发现我不能改变这个世界，我将目光缩短了些，决定只改变我的国家。
　　当我进入暮年后，我发现我不能改变我的国家，我的最后愿望仅仅是改变一下我的家庭。但是，这也不可能。
　　当我躺在床上，行将就木时，我突然意识到：如果一开始我仅仅去改变我自己，然后作为一个榜样，我可能改变我的家庭；在家人的帮助和鼓励下，我可能为国家做一些事情。
　　然后谁知道呢？我甚至可能改变这个世界。

　　据说，许多世界政要和名人看到这块碑文时都感慨不已。有人说这是一篇人生的教义，有人说这是灵魂的一种自省。当年轻的曼德拉看到这篇碑文时，顿然有醒醐灌顶之感，声称自己从中找到了改变南非甚至整个世界的金钥匙。回到南非后，这个志向远大、原本赞同以爆治爆垫平种族歧视鸿沟的黑人青年，一下子改变的自己的思想和处世风格，他从改变自己、改变自己的家庭和亲朋好友着手，经历了几十年，终于改变了他的国家。

　　真的，要想撬起世界，它的最佳支点不是地球，不是一个国家、一个民族，也不是别人，而只能是自己的心灵。

　　要想改变世界，你必须从改变你自己开始；要想撬起世界，你必须把支点选在自己的心灵上。

暖暖阳光

顺便问一下，有修道的么

vicboy™

顺便问一下，有修道的么
暖暖阳光 发表于 2010-9-15 22:11

我修过路.

smellfish

越战期间有名美国男子叫做穆司提,他每晚都点著一根蜡烛，站在白宫前表达其反战立场。在一个雨夜他还是手拿蜡烛站在那里。一个记者忍不住问他“穆司提先生，你真以为你一个人拿著一根蜡烛站在这里，就能改变这个国家的政策吗”

穆司提回答：“喔，我这样做不是想改变这个国家而是不想让这个国家改变我”

暖暖阳光

我修过路.
vicboy™ 发表于 2010-9-15 22:19

我捐款修路，想赎罪

暖暖阳光

The Zen of Cat（zt）

The Man was very sad. He knew that the Cat’s days were numbered.The doctor had said there wasn’t anything more that could be done,that he should take the Cat home and make him as comfortable as possible.
　　The man stroked the Cat on his lap and sighed.The Cat opened his eyes, purred and looked up at the Man. A tear rolled down the Man’s cheek and landed on the Cat’s forehead.The Cat gave him a slightly annoyed look.
　　“Why do you cry, Man？”the Cat asded.“Because you can’t bear the thought of losing me？ Because you think you can never replace me？”The Man nodded “yes.”
　　“And where do you think I’ll be when I leave you？”the Cat asked. The Man shrugged helplessly. “Close your eyes, Man,” the Cat said. The Man gave him a questioning look, but did as he was told.
　　“What color are my eyes and fur？” the Cat asked. “Your eyes are gold and your fur is a rich, warm brown,” the Man replied.
　　“And where is it that you most often see me？”asked the Cat. “I see you…on the kitchen windowsill watching the birds…on my favorite chair…on my desk lying on the papers I need…on the pillow next to my head at night.” “Then, whenever you wish to see me, all you must do is close your eyes,” said the Cat.
　　“Pick up that piece of string from the floor——there, my ‘toy.’” The Man opened his eyes, then reached over and picked up the string. It was about two feet long and the Cat had been able to entertain himself for hours with it. “Now take each end of the string in one hand,” the Cat ordered. The Man did so.
　　“The end in your left hand is my birth and the end in your right hand is my death. Now bring the two ends together,” the Cat said. The Man complied.
　　“You have made a continuous circle,” said the cat.“Does any point along the string appear to be different, worse or better than any other part of the string？” The Man inspected the string and then shook his head “no.”
　　“Close your eyes again,” the Cat said.“Now lick your hand.” The Man widened his eyes in surprise.
　　“Just do it,” the Cat said.“Lick your hand,think of me in all my familiar places, think about all the pieces of string.”
　　The Man felt foolish, licking his hand, but he did as he was told. He discovered what a cat must know, that licking a paw is very calming and allows one to think more clearly. He continued licking and the corners of his mouth turned upward into the first smile he had shown in days. He waited for the Cat to tell him to stop,and when he didn’t, he opened his eyes. The Cat’s eyes were closed.The Man stroked the warm, brown fur, but the Cat was gone.
　　The Man shut his eyes hard as the tears poured down his face. He saw the Cat on the windowsill, then in his bed, then lying across his important papers. He saw him on the pillow next to his head, saw his bright gold eyes and darkest brown on his nose and ears. He opened his eyes and through his tears looked over at the circle of string he still held clutched in his hand.
　　One day, not long after, there was a new Cat on his lap. She was a lovely calico and white…very different from his earlier beloved Cat and very much the same.

vicboy™

我捐款修路，想赎罪
暖暖阳光 发表于 2010-9-15 22:31

你有什么罪? 不要太悲观吧.

土豆想旅行

顺便问一下，有修道的么
暖暖阳光 发表于 2010-9-15 22:11

我以前一室友 留学来加拿大 结果一点书都不读 黑了几年  回国了  走前声称要回国找山林修仙....

滑雪爱好者

顺便问一下，有修道的么
暖暖阳光 发表于 2010-9-15 22:11

老大是蓝山道士，每年冬天到那儿闭门修炼，可以向他申请入道，不过是黑的

snowspring

Very nice post Sunshine!  We are all ziu tao ers, spiritual beings in a bodily garment travelling down the river of life together!  It is up to you as to where you might want to go.