Story told by Sant Kirpal Singh in His book “The light of Kirpal”
Ibrahim was a Saint, he was a king who left his kingdom and came to Kabir, lived with Him for three, four years. He was quite obedient and did not ask for anything. Whatever was given to him he would eat. He would do whatever he was told to do, like a bought slave. So Loi, the mother of the house, told Kabir, “Well, he is quite ready, will You give him something now?” And Kabir told her, “No, his vessel is not yet ready.” She said, “What more is wanted? He is very obedient; he does not say anything; whatever you give him, he eats; he never grumbles.” “All right, tomorrow morning when he goes out of the door of the house, you put all of the refuse of the house into a basket and throw it over his head. Then, listen to what he says.” Next morning when Ibrahim went out of the house, Loi put all the house refuse over his head. Ibrahim said, “Now! Had this been Bokhara . . .” (He was the king of Bokhara, you see), “this would not have been.” His ego was still there . . . “I am a great man living at His door.” When she told Kabir, He said, “1 told you, his vessel is not yet ready.” Then some years passed. He remained there for more than ten years. Then one day Kabir said, “Now the vessel is ready.” Loi said, “There is no difference outwardly.” [Kabir:] “All right, tomorrow morning when he goes out, just throw all of the night waste over his head.” The next morning she did so. Ibrahim said, “God, I am worse than that.” And Kabir said, “Didn’t I tell you? He’s now ready, you see.”
Absolutely true and only great masters know when the students r ready. Awesome story, Didi.
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Thanks, dear Kamal – yes and when we look at ourselves in certain situations, our pride enfolds from our ego and then we are the Doer, we think that we know things better, but do not listen to the fine words and voice of spirituality. Like Ibrahim, we react angrily and throw even good medicine given on the floor and demonstrate with it: non-humbleness and violence, then our mind is like a vulcano, it erupts and flows with dark lava out of our brain and eyes. We all have still to learn a lot.
Thanks my friend
Didi
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Yes absolutely true Didi. We have a lot to learn from these Masters. Welcome always.
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a beautiful story!… the great struggle of taming the ego, when we think we are succeeding… there it sneaks in again!
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Thanks for your comment, my dear Amira π
Yes our mind is like a snake when you think you got it, it slips through your fingers again…
Be warmly greeted
Didi
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Re-blogging dear Didi π
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Thanks, my dear friend Amira π
Have a great Sunday
Didi
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Such a beautiful story
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Thanks, my dear friend π
All good wishes, dear Prashasti
Didi
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ππππ….nice
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Thank you very much, dear friend π
Have a good time
Didi
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You’re welcome
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Thanks for sharing this meaningful story
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Welcome, my friend and have a great day
Didi
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Thanks a lot for sharing wonderful story – a great lesson.
WARM REGARDS
HARBANS
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Thanks, dear Harbans π
All the best
Didi
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WARM REGARDS
HARBANS
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This is quite an insightful story.
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Yes, I like this story too – thank you, dear Yonnie π
Have a great time
Didi
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You are welcome, Didi. Enjoy your day as well π
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Very nice!
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Welcome, dear friend π
All the best
Didi
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