A little parable for your spiritual pondering this week from Jesuit Anthony De Mello….to what are we holding on to too tightly?
A Hindu monk had reached the outskirts of the village and settled down under a tree for the night when a villager came running up to him and said, "The stone! The stone! Give me the precious stone!"
"What stone?" asked the monk.
"Last night the Lord Shiva appeared to me in a dream," said the villager, "And told me that if I went to the outskirts of the village at dusk I would find a monk who would give me a precious stone that would make me rich forever."
The monk rummaged in his bag and pulled out a stone. "He probably meant this one," he said, as he handed the stone over to the villager. "I found it on a forest path some days ago. You can certainly have it."
The man gazed at the stone in wonder. It was a diamond, probably the largest diamond in the whole world, for it was as large as a person's head.
The villager took the diamond and returned home in great celebration. But all night he tossed about in bed, unable to sleep. The next day at the crack of dawn he returned to the outskirts of town and woke the monk and said “Please, give to me that which made it possible for you to give this diamond away so easily."
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