Resisting Temptation

It is not uncommon for me to unpack my bags and hang up my formal wear so that the creases of travel will miraculously disappear. Another suitcase emptied and another hotel room that will be my abode for the next couple of days. The countries are stamped in the passport and the officials doing the stamping have the same look as they welcome you as a tourist or business person while wondering what ties bind you to the life and love you have left behind.

This city will be no different as the itinerary will include the obligatory taste of the famous local cuisine as my hosts will endeavor to enrich me about the unique history of their land. The foods that are bizarre and the ones that require no reservations are more easily viewed on the travel channel where editing seems to add charm. Reality is always a little raw in its expression and somethings can whet the appetite while others can shock it into weeks of bicarbonate diets.

Then there is always my curious indifference to the ones that come to far off exotic locales to live out their wildest fantasies. Many a being well advanced in the years of earthly trots can be seen with people they could have fathered if age were an issue. Somewhere in this desire to succumb to temptation man is weakened and for a split second where judgement needs to be mental and not physical, he will betray a sacred bond. The family picture that he carries will be looked at with disgust and the remembrances of the vows of yesteryear will make him sick. If only he had a way to have something intercede as a wall of fire and a ring of protection. If only he could have called his beloved as soon as he landed and asked her to pray. If only he could have thought about the slow-picth softball game he would have to coach on his return to his loved ones. If only he could have majored in resiting temptation instead of minoring in machismo. If only!

Leaving a Legacy

This past week I have had the opportunity to travel down memory lane and reconnect with my childhood. As part of our summer vacation we returned to the land of my birth and the place of my early childhood and just soaked up memories. The India of Rudyard Kipling and Rabindranath Tagore is truly majestic as words cannot describe all the things that seem to permeate her being. In the coastal town of Vizag I was invited to deliver lectures at industries, academic institutions and also in ministry settings. The commonality all of them stressed in trying to introduce me was that I was a son of the soil. I then realized that though I had migrated West almost two and a half decades ago, the welcoming back was not because of a reputation I had earned in the interim. It was the legacy of a good name given to me by my parents who still call that place home.

As you ponder about what you would like to do and how you would like to set your markers on this side of eternity, ask yourself if you are leaving a legacy. The most important feeling is one of belonging and the supreme ethic is love. I am sure glad that my parents loved me enough to protect their name so that the inheritance I gained from that lineage would be worth more than all my assets.

The Spiritual Side of Success

Recently I had been asked to share the secrets of the spiritual side of success and have debated in my own mind why they are called secrets. Since the begining of known time man seems to have found this important attribute of success because of the void that is seemingly caused by all other pursuits. The equation seems really simple in that while searching for the mental and physical elements of success we seem to have this everlasting chasm that is only filled with something that is unknowable. My formula for the session was that IQ + EQ + SQ = The Real You. This seemed to have gone down a lot smoother for people who were confusing spiritual success with religion. I have met a lot of religious people who are bankrupt in the faith department. By the same token I have met a lot of miserable people who have bank accounts that will never be depleted. The answer than is to seek tri-dimensional success by wanting enough to not be discouraged but hoping to not got so much that you think you can run alone. If you need to find more answers to this question of how do we know how much is enough contact me directly. Blessings this week and in all the tomorrows of your life.