29/06/2025
Once, in the heart of ancient India, the Buddha walked silently through a bustling village, his begging bowl in hand. The sun was rising, the birds were singing, but the people’s hearts were noisy—filled with stress, grief, and unspoken pain.
As Buddha approached a crowded marketplace, a wealthy merchant stormed out of his shop, furious. His business had just suffered a major loss. Seeing the Buddha, serene and silent, the man exploded in anger.
“You lazy beggar!” he shouted. “How dare you walk around, pretending to be holy while doing nothing!”
The Buddha stood still, his eyes calm as a still lake.
“Here,” the merchant sneered, grabbing a handful of rotten food from a nearby stall. “Take this, you parasite!”
And he threw the spoiled food into Buddha’s bowl.
Gasps echoed through the marketplace. People expected the Buddha to leave or respond. But instead, he looked down into the bowl… and gently tipped it over. The rotten food spilled to the ground.
Then he looked into the merchant’s eyes and said softly:
“If someone offers you a gift, and you do not accept it… to whom does the gift belong?”
The merchant, caught off guard, stammered, “Well… to the one who offered it, I suppose.”
Buddha smiled.
“Exactly. I did not accept your anger. It remains yours.”
And then he bowed and continued on his path, as peaceful as before.
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Emotional Freedom
Buddha wasn’t just teaching silence, he was teaching sovereignty.
You don’t have to carry what others throw at you.
You don’t have to respond to every insult, fix every emotion, or absorb every storm.
You are not a sponge.
You are a sky.
Let anger pass through. Let sadness pass through.
Let praise pass through. Let blame pass through.
Hold nothing. Cling to nothing. Be like the empty bowl.
This is emotional freedom:
Not suppressing your emotions, but recognizing you are not them.
They come. They go.
You remain.
Posted originally by Galactic Federation of light
