.. Childlike

Once there was a young crocodile. He was lying
on a log in a river, basking in the sun. l
He had a very serious look on his face - it’s
a very intense business, being a crocodile! l
Crocodiles have a long history to live up to - l
as carnivorous predators, cold-blooded assassins, l
and direct descendants of the dinosaurs. l
This crocodile was pondering his great
responsibility when all of a sudden, l
a beautiful red butterfly landed on his nose. l

At first, he was indignant. Couldn’t she see
that he was deep in thought, that he was
contemplating serious matters? But she seemed
oblivious, and every time he breathed, she would
float up in the air and then gently return, l
caressing his nose with her velvet-soft wings. l
Then he’d breathe again, and up she’d go, and
then gently she’d come back. l

This became like a meditation for the crocodile, l
and the energy changed completely. He was
mesmerized by the butterfly’s beauty and softness, l
and the energy of love began to grow between
them. A happiness spread through his being. l
He was no longer a crocodile, and she was no
longer a butterfly. They were one, in
the union of love. l

When humanity puts away its differences and
comes back to the perfection of union, we will
experience harmony and peace on this planet. l
But first, it must begin with our own hearts. l

The ideal world is found within. There is
nothing to change outside - we need only to
heal ourselves.l

Adapted from: Why Walk When You Can Fly ::
by Isha-New World Library, 2008 ::

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