A long time ago, a king gifted two children of the falcon in a gift. They were a great breed, and the king had never seen such a great buzz before.
A long time ago, a king gifted two children of the falcon in a gift. They were a great breed, and the king had never seen such a great buzz before. The King appointed an experienced man for his care. After some time the king saw that both the falcon had grown up and now looks great. "I want to see their flight," the king said to the man who took care of the pelters. You signal them to fly. The man did so. Both the falcon started to fly, but when an eagle was touching the heights of the sky, he sat back and sat back and sat down and sat down. See this, the king felt something strange. " what is the matter where an eagle is filled with such a good flight, it is not wanting to fly another falcon?", the king asked. The servant said, " Sir, this is the problem starting with the falcon, he does not leave this branch. " the king was both fonds of the falcon, and he wanted to fly the other falcon as well. The next day it was announced in the entire state that the person who succeeded in raising this falcon will be given a lot of rewards. What was then, one of the scholars started trying to blow up the Falcon, but after the weeks, the falcon was the same. He flies a bit and sat back and sat down. Then one day something was unique, the king saw that his two falcons were flying in the sky. He did not believe in his eyes and he immediately asked the person who did this action. He was a farmer. The next day he appeared in the court. The King said, " I am very pleased with you, just tell me what you have done to the great scholar who did not make the work of great scholar " Boss! I am a simple farmer, I don't know much of knowledge, I just cut the cast on which I had to sit, and when she didn't put it, she started flying up with her partner.
We're all made to fly high. But many times what we are doing is so much that they forget the ability to fly high. The birth of birth we have sat on the branch of the steamy and in ignorance, we do not know what we are doing today, and we have forgotten that we can fly. While sitting on the branch of insatiable steamy, we have become oblivion that we have the wings of the dhyānarūpī wings to which we can fly from the matter to God, to the God.
"Yogi Simon Gill"