Sticky fingers

When Lord Krishna was a small boy, his mother always found him with his hands in the honey jar. No matter how much she argued, she couldn’t do anything about his sweet tooth. A few years later when Lord Krishna was an adolescent he broke numerous hearts with his beauty. His sticky fingers got transformed into a divine flute, but the problem statement of attachment to life remained. Years later, however, when he was on the battle field all these youthful indiscretions had left him. There was a war to fight, with good people on either side. He showed up to the battle with little emotional involvement to the outcome.

It’s your job to mind the psychological games you are playing with yourself: greed, lust, hunger for fame or power, or co-dependency, giving in to fear, just because these cravings can never be stilled. When it comes to the ‘sticky finger syndrome,’ however, there is little you can do. When something is meaningful to you, you have to get it tiger; otherwise you will never be free. Eventually we all grow tired of these emotional attachments. Equanimity is a natural consequence of a life well lived. There comes a time when we do what needs to be done without losing much sleep over the outcome. Then we are truly free!