In the
mid-1950’s, the leaders of Thailand decided to build a new highway into
their largest city, Bangkok. The highway would pass through an area with
relatively low population density where an old broken-down temple stood.
The government purchased the property rights to the old temple and the
surrounding grounds, and agreed to let a few local monks move a
500-year-old white stucco statue of Buddha to a safer location.
The stucco
Buddha was absolutely immense in size and weight. It stood nearly 11
feet tall, with a 6-foot circumference, and weighed in at nearly 15,000
pounds. So the local monks worked with the government leaders to arrange
for a large crane and transport to safely move the stucco Buddha from
the old temple grounds to a new home on the other side of the city.
A couple
weeks later, when the crane was actually in the process of moving the
stucco Buddha, it was clear that everyone involved had miscalculated the
statue’s weight and fragility. At one point, a turbulent wind gust
forced the crane operator to bring the stucco Buddha back down to the
ground with a hard thud. The massive idol cracked open in several places
the moment it hit the ground, and the local monks screamed and pleaded
for all crane operations to be halted for the day. Then, tarps were
placed over the cracked statue to protect it from ensuing turbulent
winds.
That evening,
one of the monks was still very disturbed and couldn’t sleep a wink. So
he put on his windbreaker and returned to the stucco Buddha with a
lantern. He wanted to evaluate the damage to his sacred and holy idol.
As he peered under one of the tarps and through a crack in the stucco,
he noticed something odd buried several inches beneath the surface of
the statue.
He picked up
a mallet that the crane operator had left on the job site, and carefully
chipped away at a small, loose piece of stucco that was wedged in the
crack. When that loose piece of stucco eventually fell to ground, he
peered through the now larger crack and was absolutely amazed by what he
saw. So he returned to his monastery, woke up his fellow monks, and
asked for their immediate assistance.
He told each
of them to wear a windbreaker and bring a lantern and a mallet.
Together, they returned to the stucco Buddha and, working against the
winds, they began to chip away at the enormous sacred statue they and
their ancestors had idolized and protected diligently for 20
generations.
When they
completed their work the next morning, they all stood back in
astonishment and gazed at what, together, they had worked tirelessly to
uncover: their giant stucco Buddha statue wasn’t made of stucco at all.
Instead, it was made of solid gold. And today, in the year 2020, the
Golden Buddha—as it is now known—remains the largest known solid gold
statue in the history of mankind.
In today’s
dollars, just the price of the gold alone that makes up this behemoth of
a Golden Buddha is worth more than $250,000,000.
Life’s
Turbulent Winds
As Einstein
so profoundly said, “Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very
persistent one.”
Of course,
there are dozens of life lessons we can glean from the seemingly
impossible true story of the giant Golden Buddha. But, at this moment,
let’s just reflect on Einstein’s sentiment…
Reality is
frequently inaccurate, and in the long run, the eyes see only what the
mind is prepared to comprehend and discover.
We as a
species are forever fighting through turbulent winds and chipping away
at the layers of figurative stucco in our lives—layers of new truths
hidden beneath old ones. And isn’t it funny how we can wrap our minds so
tightly around things and fit them into our own version of reality?
Sometimes for hundreds of years straight before we are forced to see
things differently?
So, let that
sink in right now. Life is a series of natural and evolving updates to
what’s real. What we know to be true eventually changes, because time
and growth both demand it. Don’t resist these changes; that only creates
sorrow. Instead, choose to soar in life’s turbulent winds.
New
Discoveries & Realities
Truth be
told, sometimes you simply need to let go and accept the feeling of not
knowing exactly why things happen the way they do, or where your journey
is taking you. And you need to train yourself to appreciate this
freedom. Because it is only when you are suspended in the air, with no
clear destination in sight, that you force your wings—and your mind—to
open fully so you can fly.
And as you
soar around you still may not know where you’re travelling to. But
that’s not what’s important. What’s important is the opening of your
wings and mind. You may not know where you’re headed, but you know that
so long as your wings are spread, and your mind alert, the turbulent
winds of life will guide you forward to new discoveries and realities
none of us can even fathom right now.
Your turn…
What
perspective did this post bring?
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to share?