The sleeper has awakened.Given the choice of being who I truly am or returning to the lie, there is no ambivalence. Over the years more mud was added, more paint applied until to all it seemed a crude and worthless object.How does the Golden Buddha apply to my life? It’s an amazing story and glad it has helped and applies to you There are several versions. Someone saw the glint of gold in one of those cracks and poked their nose in discovering the long-forgotten person under all my mud. Break free and radiate.On your quest for inner gold, don’t miss the chance to wear it out in the open. They covered the Golden Buddha with 12 inches of clay knowing that the warriors would totally ignore it and think it worthless. So it was housed under a simple tin roof for the next twenty years.Plans to expand the temple were made in the ‘50’s. This is no mid-life crisis, no crazy whim. The monk used a … The construction crew decided to wait until the next day to try moving the heavy statue again and covered the plaster statue with a tarp.A monk volunteered to keep watch over the fallen Buddha to ensure that the tarp did not blow away in the rain and wind. The discovery of the statue of the Golden Buddha. I became the person they thought that I should be. Hopefully, at some point in our lives, a bit of our clay breaks off and we see some gold.

Watch this video of the story of the golden buddha. My success only strengthened the tendency to pile on more layers of plaster until the person I truly was became forgotten. Under the plaster they found a massive solid gold statue of Buddha!It seems that when the fallen Kingdom was facing destruction they had saved their most precious icon by covering it up with mud. Worried about the rain damaging the statue, the crew began to rush.The situation grew worse when a rope broke. Although beautiful, it was generally considered valueless. I’m remembering myself and clearing away the mud so I can shine again.Yes I have heard this story, I think a slightly different variation, from either Tara Brach or Jack Kornfield.
All night, the storm challenged the monk, but he kept the tarp in place as best he could, until exhausted, he fell asleep.The monk was so tired he slept through the rain, dreaming as he lay at the base of the Buddha. The monk became distraught, realizing that he had fallen asleep on his watch and therefore was responsible for the ruin of the divine statue.As he stood helplessly watching the rain wash away the paint, a stroke of lighting lit up the night sky. We’re all “golden” at our cores. We reconnect with why we first went into our profession or that job we really, really loved. While I recognize the impact that my emergence creates, there is no going back now. Our spirits are “gold” (and we all have the same gold!!) It is the largest solid gold statue in the world! The story of the golden statue of Buddha is filled with conquest, disaster and divine mystery. It’s only upon removing the monotonous layers that we realize the actual lightness of our center.At the root of the root and the core of the core, your spirit is gold. Often, it’s our best and most priceless asset (even if we don’t know quite what that is yet).

You were born that way. The most vital role for leadership is to unearth that higher purpose again and make it both the glue and the guiding North Star of the company.Imagine a world where every person and every company could return to their natural state, their Golden Buddha. Leadership development starts with self-development. Trust yourself enough to let it shine forth.

The Buddha itself though, remained safe. When the crane started to lift the statue, it was much heavier than expected and it began to crack. At the level of the gold, nobody is better or worse than anybody else. Shipping & taxes calculated at checkout
Trust that others will be thrilled to receive it. We forget that we are gold underneath. And there was a huge statue of Golden Buddha. I sought to make everyone happy–everyone except myself, that is.The cost of pleasing others required that I put my own needs aside for many years. This curious friend chipped at the crack, wanting to see the truth beneath the lie.It was easy for others, especially those who benefited from my counterfeit self for so many years, to try to repair my cracks, to reapply the mud, to maintain the status quo, thinking only of their own satisfaction.I don’t blame them. The story begins in the early 1930s, an old abandoned temple, located in the Chinatown of Bangkok, is to be destroyed during development work on the banks of the Chao Phraya River.. In 1957 an entire Monastery in Thailand was being relocated by a group of monks. What she didn’t know is that “Shine’ is also the title of a song that is very apropos and near to my heart. Once that happens, we’ll probably spend the rest of our lives trying to get the clay off and rejoicing in the gold we can see beneath.

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