CHOICE

Were you forced and dragged here?  Choice! But the choice was not only to come and listen. There was another choice, which you may not be consciously aware of and that choice was to fight this battle. Every small moment in your life is a choice.  Even feeling is a choice. When you say 'I am sad' it is because you have chosen to feel this way. You have chosen to shut out joy from your life. You have chosen to feel unloved, you have chosen to be rejected, you have chosen to be a failure.  but you can choose love in its truth, joy in its truth,  success in its truth.  There are those amongst you who believe that because a blueprint is set, there is nothing that you can do. You can do all. Let Us Give You An Example: Consider the boundaries of this room to be your blueprint. Every piece of furniture is placed as is and cannot move. They are your cornerstones. You have a choice to sit or stand. You have a choice to put you arm here or there, you have a choice to move back and front. You have a choice to cough or not. You have a choice to turn, you have a choice to shift, you have a choice to itch. Every moment that you are here, you have a choice. You have a choice to hear these words you have the choice to leave.  Who is exercising these choices?

(To Sohrab): my son, have you kept anyone tied? (Laughter)

No Sir.

Then he is a poor leader!( Very Hearty Laughter)

Blueprint! Cornerstones! And all the space within - CHOICE! You may be very, very angry with this child of ours (indicating Silla). And you have a choice to stand up and abuse and call her a wicked old witch. (Laughter) {But my little one has Grown So Much, I warn you, she will only bow her head and say 'alright'!} (Laughter). You also have a choice of coming up to her and acknowledging your anger is ego-oriented, still complete the entire feeling by telling her about the anger and about her word or thought or action which caused that within you. But you have a choice to do this, knowing that you are doing this only because there is an ego-physical reaction.

My dear son (Syrus) is seated in that corner and we will assume that he has no choice and cannot move from there. All these are the cornerstones who will not budge. He has a choice to sit there and fume and fret and complain of suffocation. He has a choice to go beyond the three small stepping stones and accept and peacefully go off to sleep, till the cornerstones decide to lay themselves down. Choice!