One day, the powerful in Thailand decided that it was time the daily ruckus over travelling through the valley ended by building a highway connecting it to the city of Bangkok. The highway was planned to cross an area having a lower population density as compared to the rest of Thailand. An old broken-down temple also existed in that area. The leaders then purchased the rights of the property surrounding the old temple. They further hired a few monks to move the old-white mortared idol, 500-year-old, from the temple premise to a location safer.
Buddha’s idol was immense in both size and weight, standing at about 11 feet in height, circumference within a 6-foot perimeter, and weighing nearly 15,000 pounds. Considering this, the local monks sought help from the government which arranged a large crane to help safely move the Buddha statue to a newer, safer home in the city outskirts.
When the crane arrived after a couple of weeks and was moving the statue, they realized how they all had misjudged the weight and delicacy of the statue. At one moment, the turmoil caused by the wind was so wild, that the crane operator had to forcefully bring back the stucco down with a loud thud. Now everyone was seeing each other. It was at that moment that the local monks realized that the statue had cracked. The monks cried and begged the operator to stop with the crane operations. Needless to say, everyone was devastated.
One of the monks that evening was finding it too difficult to sleep. How could he? He had seen his idol, the one he considered so sacred and which he and his peers protected so diligently crack that day.
He decided to have a glimpse of the crack and how terrible the damage was. He put on an overcoat and went to assess this by himself, along with an illuminated lantern. As he squinted more under the tarps through the huge crack developed in the stucco, he realized that there was something odd buried just underneath the statue surface.
He picked up a gavel left by the operator on-site and tried chipping the loose piece of the cemented coating from the statue. After the coat settled down on the ground, the monk saw through the wider crack and was mesmerized at the view of what he saw. He returned to the monastery and woke up his peers. He asked each to take an overcoat and bring a lantern along with a hammer.
Working against the winds, the monks began chipping away the extra coating of stucco Buddha statue. It took the whole sleepless night to get the job done. In the morning when the work was done, the monks stood their amazed and astonishingly gazing at what they were seeing.
It seems that the giant ‘stucco Buddha’ idol was made up of solid gold. Today, in 2020, this idol is known as the Golden Buddha – one of the largest known statues made entirely of the knitted yellow pearls.
The turbulent winds of life
The reality, according to Einstein, is merely an illusion. But this reality, he says, is continuous.
If you are seeking for life lessons from the story above, well, let’s just try to understand Einstein’s perspective first. Reality cannot be absolute. The reality is seemingly inaccurate, with the mind preparing a script to comprehend according to the visual stimuli.
As humans, we have been through times of turbulence through the Mesozoic and Cenozoic and other such ‘ic’ eras. As individuals too, we see a lot of instability in the thought process. This thought process is comprehended according to what we see daily, and perceive as a reality.
Sometimes, we wrap the empirical visual ‘realities’ in our brain so strongly, that believing the different side becomes almost impossible.
But we realize it later on in our life that the passage through the years of existence is a process of evolving reality. What we know maybe the stucco Buddha, but what we are yet to discover, is somewhere hidden down the coat that needs to be chipped off the statue.
Sometimes, changes happen for good, even if they create sorrow. Instead, it’s better to sail through the gust of unfavourable turbulent winds.
Discover the undiscovered
Sometimes, you need to accept the reality of not knowing what exactly is making things turn the other way. It is worth trying to sail through the turbulent winds. It’s okay to not know the journey. Appreciate the freedom that you have, because that is the only way you can suspend through the unfavourable situation with your wings.
While you sail, you still may have a disbelieve of your end journey. But what’s more important is you were ready to open your mind and wings to cover the distance, no matter how tough you believed it is.
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