The story which I am going to narrate was once told by Swami Chinmayananda, a real guru.
Once a poor fellow approached a swamiji for help. He was fed with good food.Swamiji also wanted to give him some money to meet other expenses during his journey.
But the poor man refused to accept. He said , “give me a piece of land, Even if it is a very small piece, say half an acre of land, that is sufficient. I will somehow manage to live.”
Swamiji thought for a while and told his disciple standing by his side, “Give him that small piece of land at the border of this village.”
When the poor man saw that landscape he was upset. It was a barren land, and not even a single blade of grass was there. It was just a flat land and he was certain that nothing could grow there.
But he did not want to lose his hopes. He worked hard and dug a well. He collected all green manures and cow dung enriched the soil. He worked day in and day out. In six months time, a beautiful garden was ready .It flowered on that erstwhile land.
One day, Our Swamiji was passing that side and got attracted by that beautiful garden Mesmerized by that, he just stood there, blindfolded and bemused.
Our poor farmer immediately recognized swamiji and fell at his feet.
“Who are you? Why are you falling at my feet?” Swamiji asked him
“Sir, have you forgotten me? You have only given this land. “
Swamiji got excited:” Is this land that? I am not able to believe.
How that barren land has been transformed into a beautiful garden? Oh you have done a miracle by working in close collaboration with God. I don’t find words to appreciate this marvelous creation.”
Hearing this kind of interpretation, the farmer became little uneasy and told with all reluctance, “Swami! You have told that God and I have created this garden. Swami, kindly note that labor was only mine. Six months ago, God alone was here . No one was here, even to listen to anyone?”
Swamiji merely laughed.
“Yes, my dear man! God alone was here .This land just remained idle, unattended by anyone. A barren piece of land. You say, you have labored more and did everything. Just think for a while. Can you give life to a seed ? Can you bring out a plant from a seedling stemming out of the soil? Your existence and labor alone cannot suffice. Your labor has to be fused with grace and kindly gestures of the creator. You must be lucky to enjoy that grace. Only then a barren land can bloom into a beautiful garden by your magic toner. I hope you understand now.”
The Farmer felt ashamed of his misplaced arrogance.
The creator of this universe resides in us. With his grace, we have to purify our thought process. Once the mind is free form all kinds of dirt and filth fully cleaned , the spiritual crop will automatically bloom there, as a barren flat land became a garden.
Let us start cultivating Gardens.
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