PARK BENCH SOJOURNER

PARK BENCH SOJOURNER

Bernard Baruch, Statesman and Adviser to US Presidents, in the early nineties, was known for his penchant in sitting at the park bench in La Fayette Park in Washington, and at Central Park in New York City.  Sitting for hours, he would feed the pigeons, and  at times talked to the people he met at the park about government affairs.

A park bench was built in his honor.

Deep thinkers like Baruch have been known to simply withdraw from their usual preoccupation, to find time for quietness and sail in the ocean of thought. 

Productive people know the need for rest.

Is this solitary exercise wasted time?

For the hurried modern man, this may appear to be so, but to others, finding time to be one’s own company, is a way of emotional and mental house cleaning. Doing away with the mind’s clutter, taking hold of what is dear in life, and watching the rhythm of the day as it slowly fades in time.

To rest in the confidence that the Creator of the universe, who ordained the path of the planets and caused the changing of the seasons, is the same God who will likewise see us through the day He has made, is far more heartening than believing that we are mere accidents of nature, or of chance, struggling to scale the mount of meaningless existence.

  

LESSONS FROM THE MONK AND THE CEO

LESSONS FROM THE MONK AND THE CEO

A story is told of a monk, who one day was visited by a friend, who needed advise about the quarrels which often ensued in his company’s board meetings.

 

The monk brought him to the water-well of the monastery.

As his friend peered down the well, the monk, asked, “What do you see?”

His friend replied “I see the water.”

“Is that all you see?” asked the monk.

“I see my face mirrored in the water.”

“Good, now throw down the pail and draw water,” instructed the monk.

His friend cast the down the pail which hit the water, began to sink as it filled with water, and started pulling up the pail.

As his friend was doing this the monk said, “Now do you still see yourself in the water?”

His friend replied, “No, all I see is the troubled water.”

“There’s your lesson,” the monk said, “better not to stir up things, instead, wait for them to settle down, you will see better and clearer.”

At my age, I have met and observed people who may be considered leaders, heads, chiefs, executives, and decision makers, the ones who make things happen, either in the public, or private sectors, in the academe or among the religious.

I have found that the brightest, finest and ablest of them all, are humble, pleasant, witty, and firmly resolute, but fairly humane. 

I also find them to be the most reflective of all thinkers, which is a very rare quality. They take control of sudden impulsiveness. Some struggle with a superior ego, the cause of being smart, as they wrestle with the demon of arrogance.

These are leaders who look at the facts, after all the clouds, dust and hazy particles have settled down, patiently waiting for  things to clear up. They wait for the murky waters to become clear and see their faces reflected as in a mirror, silently gathering their thoughts, feelings, and experiences to guide them in their decisions. They say what they mean, mean what they say, produce results, and give credit to whom credit is due.

I wish we have more of them, particularly in the government service, which is top heavy of self important bureaucrats.