Paddy decides to go rabbit shooting, but when he gets to his favourite field he sees the village priest is already there. Paddy watches with fascination as the priest holds his finger over a rabbit hole and immediately a rabbit pops out. The priest grabs it andputs it into a sack.
He repeats this unusual but verysuccessful technique until his sack is full ofrabbits.
Paddy stops the priest and asks him how hedoes it.
“Easy,” says the priest. “Put your finger on your wife's pussy and then hold it over a rabbit hole. They can't resist the smell, so when they come out, grab them.”
As this sounds much easier than shooting, Paddy rusheshome to find his wife bent over scrubbing the floor. He lifts up her skirt and applies his finger as directed.
Without looking up, she giggles, “Father! Rabbit hunting again?”
The first thing you are greeted with by friends on seeing you is: Out cycling again? You may try to hide the tens of hundreds of miles you've out on from them lest they think that you are some weirdo, but the unmistakable glow on your face is a giveaway.
Went on the usual spiritual triathlon in the morning: 10 miles of running, 5 miles of cycling and an hour of meditation. But I must tell you, the run was not without its pain. I've developed some pain on the left side of the left knee after I've logged on 6 miles. I didn't want to give up as I would feel devoid of my regular dose of adrenaline. So I plodded on, but instead I cut down on the number of cycling miles by five. The pain is not severe but the discomfort of it is. Any suggestions on how to get relief from the pain? Will be grateful if you have any.
My mission
To jog-bicycle around the world, climb the mountains, swim the seas and soar the skies. Since they are not remotely possible, I settled for a daily dose of spiritual triathlon -- jogging, cycling and meditation -- necessarily in that order. My idea of a spiritual triathlon is 10 miles of jogging and 10 miles of cycling followed by an hour of meditation. I sincerely feel that not less than a spiritual marathon can tame the mind and mould it the way you want it to. So go ahead and have fun taking a dekko at my spiritual athleticism. But don't forget to drop in a word or two on how you feel about my blog and my way of life. Your advice is always valuable to go that extra length to the Garden of Eden
Food for cycling thought
A Zen Teacher saw five of his students return from the market, riding their bicycles. When they had dismounted, the teacher asked the students, "Why are you riding your bicycles?"
The first student replied, "The bicycle is carrying this sack of potatoes. I am glad that I do not have to carry them on my back!" The teacher praised the student, saying, "You are a smart boy. When you grow old, you will not walk hunched over, as I do."
The second student replied, "I love to watch the trees and fields pass by as I roll down the path." The teacher commended the student, "Your eyes are open and you see the world."
The third student replied, "When I ride my bicycle, I am content to chant, nam myoho renge kyo." The teacher gave praise to the third student, "Your mind will roll with the ease of a newly trued wheel."
The fourth student answered, "Riding my bicycle, I live in harmony with all beings." The teacher was pleased and said, "You are riding on the golden path of non-harming."
The fifth student replied, "I ride my bicycle to ride my bicycle." The teacher went and sat at the feet of the fifth student, and said, "I am your disciple."
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