Once upon a time on a planet zeeons away from idyllic Earth three alien brothers found themselves at odds with one another.
They were named Whinge, Cringe and Binge.
Born triplets, as small children they had seemed to get on well but as they aged their differences became very apparent……
The first-born, Whinge, loudly and constantly complained about everything…..the weather, the food, his job, the transport system, the governing Body, the rules and regulations, his wife and even the neighbours…..
Nothing seemed good enough for him and he was forever complaining to anyone who would listen……
This didn’t seem to satisfy him one iota because he was always grumpy and nearly always found an issue to complicate and upset his life.
“I can’t change the world but I’m not the problem!” he would shout, eyes glaring, blind with rage.
“It’s all the idiots around me!”.
The second-born, Cringe, was equally discontented but unlike his brother he kept it to himself.
He never complained (indeed, he thought his silence was a virtue) but he never did anything to change his circumstances.
He was the quiet one of the family: said nothing and did little.
He watched life drift by avoiding its pitfalls as much as he could whilst also avoiding all its adventures and most of its fun, too.
“I can’t change the world so I’m just going to shut-up and keep quiet. It’s not my fault I’m surrounded by idiots….” he’d say, his ears fearfully closed to any friendships that might be calling him…
The third-born was named Binge….
As he grew up, Binge looked up to his marginally older brothers and studied their behaviours very carefully……
He quickly realised that Whinge had no chance of ever being happy.
His constant complaining would be certain to get in the way of that!
He also realised that Cringe had no chance of ever being fulfilled.
His perpetual fear of stepping forward and embracing the adventure of life would ensure he always lived in ‘survival mode’.
So Binge chose to take another path in life: he decided to search inside for everything that was positive, helpful, loving and uplifting.
As he found the many positive parts of himself he gave them permission to express themselves as wildly and exuberantly as they could…..
Any negative parts he found he simply discarded.
Soon Binge found himself creating wonderful experiences for himself.
He joyously travelled widely; and happily mixed with other like-minded aliens.
He created work opportunities everywhere he went and he revelled in the outputs and good fortune he achieved.
He fearlessly shared his life and his adventures with everyone he met and he encouraged others to do the same.
Life for Binge became a celebration which strangely seemed to increase his opportunities for even greater adventures and good fortune.
“I can’t change the world – I can only make the most of what I am given” Binge would laugh loudly.
And that is what indeed he did.
Whinge died of a heart attack last month.
Cringe is now scared to leave the house in case it happens to him
Binge is attending a seminar for entrepreneurs wishing to create a world of love, peace and care.
Triplets.
Same mum and dad.
Sourced from the same divine Lovingness
Same skin, bone, organs, brains, chances, options, possibilities…….
Three different outcomes.
One closed his eyes and failed to see the Truth.
Another closed his ears and failed to hear the Truth
The third opened his heart and felt the Truth in everything he did.
Whatever planet you’re on right now doesn’t matter.
Whatever kind of alien you are, doesn’t matter.
Following the same Path as Binge is all that matters.
Om Shanti Om.
Peace Be Within You……Peace Be With You….Peace Be You.
Blessings,
Les