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rang the doorbell, and the parrot called out, “Who is it?”
The milkman replied,
“It is the milkman,” and
patiently waited. After
some time the milkman
became impatient and
rang the bell again. From
inside the house he heard
a voice call out, “Who is it?”
He again replied “It is the
milkman,” and he thought,
“Ah, it won’t be long now.”
However, aer waiting a
long time the milkman
became very frustrated
and impatient and rang
the bell once again. From
inside the house he heard
the familiar, “Who is it?” Now enraged, the milkman screamed, “It is the milkman, it is the milkman! How many times do I have to repeat myself?” So enraged was the milkman that he began to stomp around and pound on the door. In this fit of fury, the milkman had a heart aack and died.
Later that evening the owners of the house returned. Seeing a dead man on their doorstep, the husband tried to revive him. Nervously his wife asked, “Who is it?” From inside the house a voice called out, “It is the milkman.”
This story is about right speaking and right listening. For speech to be right, it must come from the heart and not be superficial and empty. Just parroting Sai’s teachings without ingesting, digesting, and assimilating them is useless. Right speaking comes from a place of truth and authenticity, from a place where there is unity in thought, word, and deed.
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