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was meant to end the mule’s life that actually ended up<br />
saving him, simply due to the way in which the mule handled<br />
the situation.<br />
In life, sometimes we feel as though the world is “throwing<br />
blows at us.” We feel shattered and broken. We feel as<br />
though we are being “buried alive.” Perhaps someone is<br />
actually trying to injure us; or perhaps we are simply stuck<br />
in a difficult situation. Either way, we have two choices.<br />
We can either succumb to the onslaught and allow ourselves<br />
to be buried, or we can “shake it off and step up.”<br />
The latter is surely a more difficult path. It requires resolution,<br />
will to survive, fortitude and faith. But, in the end, it is<br />
the path that will lead to our triumph. If we continue to<br />
“shake off” whatever hits us in life, and we continue to<br />
“step up” and rise above any situation, then we, too, will<br />
always be victorious and our lives will be successful and<br />
joyful.<br />
WE ARE ONLY HIS TOOLS<br />
Several years ago the United Nations was having its 50th<br />
Anniversary Golden Jubilee celebration. World leaders -<br />
religious, political, social - were gathered together to commemorate<br />
this special anniversary. Numerous renowned<br />
people gave speeches -- on the global significance of the<br />
UN, on the importance of fostering inter-ethnic harmony,<br />
on how to curtail the insidious trafficking of drugs, on the<br />
necessity of preserving and protecting our rapidly diminishing<br />
natural resources.<br />
Each was allotted a short period of time in which to speak.<br />
Most were given 3 minutes; some were given 5 minutes. Time<br />
was watched carefully. Note cards were held up, alerting<br />
the speaker that he or she had 3 minutes left, then 2 minutes,<br />
then 1 minute.<br />
A divine, old, revered Indian saint, clad only in scant saffron<br />
robes, walked slowly, yet purposefully and unwavering<br />
to the podium when it was time for his talk. As he spoke,<br />
silence descended upon the room. While most speeches<br />
were read from notecards, or were the product of careful<br />
and deliberate editing, his words seemed to speak themselves.<br />
Dadaji was given 5 minutes to speak. However, as<br />
the organizers held up signs that read, “2 minutes left,”<br />
then “1 minute left,” he showed no signs of winding up his<br />
talk. The signs then read, “30 seconds left,” then “Fin-<br />
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