The Right Measure

Stories on Gurumayi’s Message for 2019

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This story really made me smile.  I finished it and had the thought— this man is so foolish that it’s an unbelievable story.  Then suddenly I realized what a perfectly apt description it is of something I so often do. I search for the Truth in so many different things, forgetting that I am that Truth.  The shoe fit better than I thought!
 

a Siddha Yogi from Kansas, United States

Reading the story, I kept getting ahead of myself: why doesn’t he let the shoemaker measure his feet? But then I realized how every day I tend to get ahead of myself, and every day I judge others. I’m very grateful for this story. It is like a mirror that shows me where I need to work more.
 

a Siddha Yogi from Cancún, Mexico

What a great story! What a relief to know that I don’t have to organize everything to perfection all the time and work unceasingly hard at keeping things together. Instead, when I meditate and connect with the Self, insights come, knowledge is available, events unfold, and synchronicity happens.

It occurs to me that the right measure is finding balance between self-effort and allowing for grace to happen.
 

a Siddha Yogi  from London, United Kingdom

When I reached the final stage of this story, I felt an amazing sensation, and the words “common sense” joyfully danced through my body. It was an “aha” moment and reminded me that being present always expands the options I have in any moment. 
 

a Siddha Yogi from Massachusetts, United States

Not knowing the subject, I read this story today in hopes of feeling more grounded in the midst of a long to-do list. As I read, I could see myself in the worried man, forgetting my deeper understanding of who I am and what I know. By the end, I could laugh at myself, have compassion for the shoeless man, and take a deep breath. I remembered both my own common sense and the gifts of grace and self-effort that I carry in my heart and that never fail to guide me in a beneficial direction. With gratitude for the Siddha Yoga path, I had returned to a calmer, clearer state of mind.
 

a Siddha Yogi from Ohio, United States