I love the smells of Christmas, it is a huge part of the season.
There is a lot of truth to this, so funny.
Christmas is in the air. The sights, sounds, and smells are wonderful.
Great story! We are more the same than different with religions of the world.
It seems unlikely Charles Dickens knew anything about the buddhist practise of ‘sati‘ when he wrote a Christmas Carol in 1843. It was still a few years before the terms was translated into English as ‘mindfulness’ by victorian Pali scholar Rhys Davids. Surprisingly though, Dickens may have unwittingly defined mindfulness in a way that is often missed in contemporary western teachings.
Whenever sati is mentioned in the buddha’s teachings it is understood as a quality of remembrance or recollection. Too often today mindfulness gets either misunderstood as a form of concentration or at best a sort of broadening of present moment awareness. There is no harm in developing either of these qualities; they are skills of the mind that are worth fostering, however, in not getting to grips with the proper practise of sati we loose what is at the very heart of the buddha’s teachings. As the scholar Rupert Gethin…
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A man was passing through a small southern town where there was a
nativity scene on exhibit that showed great skill and talent had
gone into creating it. One small feature bothered the man though.
The three wise men were all wearing fireman’s helmets.
Totally unable to come up with a reason or explanation, the man
left. At the “Quik Stop” at the edge of town, the man asked the
lady behind the counter about the helmets. She exploded into a
rage, yelling at the man, “You damn Yankees never do read the Bible!”
The man assured the lady that he read the Bible regularly but
simply could not recall anything about firemen in the Bible.
She jerked her Bible from behind the counter and ruffled through
some pages and finally jabbed her finger on the passage.
Sticking it into the man’s face she said, “See, it says right
here, “The three wise men came from afar.””
A great example of what Christmas is all about.
Drastic Measures to Save a Marriage or is it?
An elderly man in Phoenix calls his son in New York and says, “I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.”
Pop, what are you talking about?” the son screams.
“We can’t stand the sight of each other any longer,” the old man says. “We’re sick of each other, and I’m sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her,” and hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister who explodes on the phone.
“They’er not getting divorced if I have anything to do about it,” she shouts, “I’ll take care of this.”
She call Phoenix immediatly, and screams at the old man, “you are NOT getting divorced. Don’t do a single thing until I get there. I’m calling my brother back, and we’ll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don’t do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?” and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife and says, “Okay, they’re coming for Thanksgiving… now what do we tell them for Christmas?”
This is what Christmas is all about
May your Christmas be filled with joy and love.
This is so true!