I really had to look at this in earnest. So I came to see that it was pride that was holding me hostage. Pride is a word we've turned into a virtue, but throughout much of human history it's been considered to be a vice, the capital defect, in fact, the one from which all the others spring. And it expresses itself in my life in a number of ways. First off, I want everyone to love and praise everything I think and say and do, and I feel there must have been some great cosmic error when they don't. The flip side is I can also feel like a world-class fraud who can't believe anyone lets me on primetime television or invites me to speak at fancy conferences in India. It really just depends upon the day. So there's a great spiritual master who gave some practical, if startling, advice regarding dealing with pride. He advised his students to find a way to get insulted every day. Now he took this quite seriously. There's a wonderful story about this master that apparently he had an enemy in the town in which he lived. This man hated the master and never missed an opportunity to gossip and spread reputation-destroying lies about him. The master knew of this man and what he was saying, and he was shaken by it. So what did he do? Once a week he would go to this man's house, he would knock on the door, the man would open the door, see the master standing there, and he would scream at him, call him names, say what a horrible fraud of a person and teacher he thought he was, on and on. The master would stand there for as long as the man had the energy to scream at him, and he always said nothing. He didn't object or defend himself. He remained completely silent. One day after years of doing this, it came time for the master to go to the man's house, and he didn't go. His students noticed and said, Master, it's four o'clock. Aren't you supposed to be at so-and-so's house getting screamed at? And he said, No, I don't need to go anymore. They said, Why not? And he said, I was there last week, and as he screamed at me, I felt nothing. Now, I didn't have to put myself through such an arduous exercise in exposure therapy, because fortunately there's the Internet, where you can get insulted for free on a very regular basis. The Internet,
我真的不得不認真對待這件事。於是我明白了,是 "驕傲 "挾持了我。傲慢這個詞我們已經把它變成了一種美德,但在人類歷史的大部分時間裡,它一直被認為是一種惡習,是最嚴重的缺陷,事實上,所有其他的缺陷都源於它。在我的生活中,它有多種表現形式。首先,我希望每個人都喜歡和讚美我的所思所想、所言所行,如果他們不喜歡和讚美我,我就會覺得一定是宇宙犯了什麼大錯。反過來,我也會覺得自己是個世界級的金光黨,不敢相信有人會讓我上黃金時段的電視,或者邀請我在印度的高級會議上發言。這真的要看是哪一天了。是以,有一位偉大的精神導師就