Colorawdo girl
05-14-2009, 05:26 AM
I posted this in another spot but saw it wanted its own little space!!
Going to relate a little story. Not a true one but a powerful one. It is about the power in letting go. Take what you get from it.
In the early days, before the age of super highways and giant food manufacturers, small farmers used to truck each seasons harvest to a buyers market. They came from far and wide. For many of these farmers it was the first they had seen other farmers in a year.Everyone looked forward to these markets as there were people to see, all kinds of produce and things to be bought and sold. All of this plus the hard earned rewards of a good harvest, always made this a happy time for all.
That is why as one farmer stood there taking it all in, could not understand why anyone should be standing around looking so distressed. Over up against the side of one large tented area was a young ,very unhappy farmer.
The old man wondered what the problem might be. This years weather has been good and produced a bumper crop.He decided to do the neighborly thing and go ask if he could help.
Anything I can help you with, you just look like you could use a hand.
The young farmer said no you wouldnt understand. Its that dumb tractor of mine,sometimes its more trouble than it iis worth.
Whats wrong with it?
I dont know,its harder to use on some days than others. The dumb thing tuckers me out sometime to where me and my family dont even want to farm anymore.
Something wasnt adding up in old farmers mind. Harder to use? Maybe I can take a look at it sometime. I am pretty fair with the new contraptions.
Sure the young man said as his eyes brightened momentarily, but I dont think theres anything you can do. Wed be pleased to have you come anyway and we will fix you supper for your trouble.
A few short weeks later. after half a days travel, the old man rolle dhis tool laden cart onto the young mans farmland. Straight ahead he could see the farmer and his family in the filed. They were struggling to push a small tractor along the raised crop beds.
Hello said the old farmer..still not running right I see.?
The young farmer smiled back and said what do you mean, its going good today.
The old farmer sat there shocked but knew he had to ask the next question.
but had a hard time getting the words out.
Do you mean to tell me that you always push the tractor to get it to work?
The young man looked back and appeared a little irritated and said well how else do you get the dumb thing to do what you want?
Realizing everything all at once about the young farmers weariness and defeated appearance earlier on the farmers market,the old farmer said as calmly as he knew how, My son, a tractor is something you are meant to ride on, not push!
It took quite a bit of explaining and several trips to town and alot of greasy work but by the time the old farmer was done the small tractor was up n running in high gear. And so was everyones spirits.At last everything was as it was intended to be. Life was good
Moral of the story. This tale of the misunderstood tractor contains a highly valuable lesson for anyone tired of pushing against life...and in this case I insert the word food(even though this does apply to all of life).
Stress around food exists because you insist. Its really that simple.It is your mistaken belief that you must push raw eating in the direction you choose, that choice that keeps you in the strained and unhappy relationship with food.Your wish to have power over food comes from the wrong relationship with food.Reality has its own effortless course and you can either embrace its way or struggle endlessly with yours.You do not need power to flow.Why push when you can learn to ride?
Sooo much love in this post, in gratitude for finding my raw way in ease,peace and JOY! That is my set intention for this and all of my posts. Blessings to you.
I apologize(???) for my lack of punctuation(which I have let go of BTW hahahhahaha),it was a long type and I am sure the meaning is all there to be had. This is a shortened excerpt(though still very profound) taken from the book called "The Secret of Letting Go by Guy Finley.
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Going to relate a little story. Not a true one but a powerful one. It is about the power in letting go. Take what you get from it.
In the early days, before the age of super highways and giant food manufacturers, small farmers used to truck each seasons harvest to a buyers market. They came from far and wide. For many of these farmers it was the first they had seen other farmers in a year.Everyone looked forward to these markets as there were people to see, all kinds of produce and things to be bought and sold. All of this plus the hard earned rewards of a good harvest, always made this a happy time for all.
That is why as one farmer stood there taking it all in, could not understand why anyone should be standing around looking so distressed. Over up against the side of one large tented area was a young ,very unhappy farmer.
The old man wondered what the problem might be. This years weather has been good and produced a bumper crop.He decided to do the neighborly thing and go ask if he could help.
Anything I can help you with, you just look like you could use a hand.
The young farmer said no you wouldnt understand. Its that dumb tractor of mine,sometimes its more trouble than it iis worth.
Whats wrong with it?
I dont know,its harder to use on some days than others. The dumb thing tuckers me out sometime to where me and my family dont even want to farm anymore.
Something wasnt adding up in old farmers mind. Harder to use? Maybe I can take a look at it sometime. I am pretty fair with the new contraptions.
Sure the young man said as his eyes brightened momentarily, but I dont think theres anything you can do. Wed be pleased to have you come anyway and we will fix you supper for your trouble.
A few short weeks later. after half a days travel, the old man rolle dhis tool laden cart onto the young mans farmland. Straight ahead he could see the farmer and his family in the filed. They were struggling to push a small tractor along the raised crop beds.
Hello said the old farmer..still not running right I see.?
The young farmer smiled back and said what do you mean, its going good today.
The old farmer sat there shocked but knew he had to ask the next question.
but had a hard time getting the words out.
Do you mean to tell me that you always push the tractor to get it to work?
The young man looked back and appeared a little irritated and said well how else do you get the dumb thing to do what you want?
Realizing everything all at once about the young farmers weariness and defeated appearance earlier on the farmers market,the old farmer said as calmly as he knew how, My son, a tractor is something you are meant to ride on, not push!
It took quite a bit of explaining and several trips to town and alot of greasy work but by the time the old farmer was done the small tractor was up n running in high gear. And so was everyones spirits.At last everything was as it was intended to be. Life was good
Moral of the story. This tale of the misunderstood tractor contains a highly valuable lesson for anyone tired of pushing against life...and in this case I insert the word food(even though this does apply to all of life).
Stress around food exists because you insist. Its really that simple.It is your mistaken belief that you must push raw eating in the direction you choose, that choice that keeps you in the strained and unhappy relationship with food.Your wish to have power over food comes from the wrong relationship with food.Reality has its own effortless course and you can either embrace its way or struggle endlessly with yours.You do not need power to flow.Why push when you can learn to ride?
Sooo much love in this post, in gratitude for finding my raw way in ease,peace and JOY! That is my set intention for this and all of my posts. Blessings to you.
I apologize(???) for my lack of punctuation(which I have let go of BTW hahahhahaha),it was a long type and I am sure the meaning is all there to be had. This is a shortened excerpt(though still very profound) taken from the book called "The Secret of Letting Go by Guy Finley.
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