THE HAPPY HUSBAND...

The master greeted an old friend. He had been married for many years.

"How are you, brother?"

"Nothing changes, O Venerable One."

"I learned many years ago that change is the one constant. Most sages agree that we live in a constant state of change."

"Not me, O Venerable One."

"How so, my brother?"

"My wife and I have a relationship that never changes. We fight and then we reconcile. We fight and then we reconcile. As is our custom, we are fighting once again. Why can't we live a peaceful life like the other couples we know?"

"Because both of you are at your happiest when you are reconciling. You are lucky, my brother. Not many people experience true happiness."

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THE TWO LABORERS...

The master walked alongside the field. Two laborers were lying on their backs. "Why aren't you working? "We don't like working." "Then don't work." "Then we won't be able to eat." "Then don't eat." The two laborers looked at each other. They rose, returned to the fields and worked until sundown.

THE APPLE & THE ORANGE...

The master rested on a bench in the park. The fountain attracted youngsters who ran their hands through the water. One of his ex-students, now an adult, took a place next to him. "How are you, O Venerable One?" he inquired. "I am fine, but by your expression I can discern that you are troubled. What is the problem?" "I find myself in a dilemma. I love two beautiful and intelligent women and they love me." "I congratulate you on your surfeit of riches, my son." "But I know that I can't have both. What can I do?" "If I showed you a ripe apple and a juicy orange and asked you to choose one, would you savor the fruit you were eating or would you be craving for the fruit you had rejected?" "I would savor the fruit I was eating." "Then pick and relish."

THE CROW...

I was walking through Sabal Palms sanctuary when I felt something soft hit my head. I ran my hand through my hair only to discover that something had defecated on me. I peered into a tree and scoured the branches. A crow was perched on a limb. He defecated again on my head. "I hope you feel better," I said. The crow flapped its wings and flew away.

THE MASTER

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