Dear Friends, Drodzy Przyjaciele, Cari Amici,

The following story is quoted from the book The Power of Now, by Eckhart Tolle:


A beggar had been sitting by the side of the road for thirty years.
One day a stranger walked by.

“Spare some change?” mumbled the beggar.
“I have nothing to give you,” said the stranger. Then he asked: “What’s that you’re sitting on?”

“Nothing, ” replied the beggar. “Just an old box. I’ve been sitting on it for as long as I can remember.

“Ever look inside?,” asked the stranger.

“No,” said the beggar. “What’s the point, there’s nothing in there.”

“Have a look inside,” insisted the stranger. The beggar, reluctantly, managed to pry open the lid.  With astonishment, disbelief, and elation, he saw that the box was filled with gold.

I am that stranger who has nothing to give you and who is telling you to look inside. Not inside any box, as in the parable, but somewhere even closer: inside yourself.


This story hit very close to home for me for several reasons this past weekend.  First of all, I am often lonely and I catch myself looking outside of me for relief from loneliness. I often feel like I need something but I can’t quite put my finger on what exactly it is that I need.  I  often find myself wishing I had more…more money, more free time, more friends, more of anything!  The good news is that in these years of being committed to being Conscious as deeply and constantly as I am able to be, I recognize these feelings of lack for what they are, (illusion) and I try to remember this story of the beggar sitting on a Treasure Box.  Here I am, with all the potential in the World for Well-Being, for Friendships, for Abundance of every kind…it is Right Here Inside of me, waiting for my Discovery and my Appreciation and my Implementation of Wise Choices that will bring them to Fruition.

The second reason is that a few days ago I was talking with a woman I met who inherited a large fortune from her grandparents about 15 years ago. She is single,  has no children and lives alone in a run down house in an unpleasant neighborhood.  She works at a menial job at a restaurant that she does not like and she has some ongoing health problems.  AND, she will not use any of her fortune for her own well being. If she wanted to, she could quit her job, but a well built house in a safer and nicer area of town, and take much better care of her health and get the help that she needs with these issues.

The problem isn’t about needing resources, (She has all that a person could need for resources!)  the problem is FEAR of using her resources.  I felt very, very sorry for this woman.  I do not know many wealthy people, but I have heard of wealthy people who hide their treasures and live very meager and unnecessarily stringent, harsh lives. She is someone who could very likely die of untreated medical issues because she is so afraid of using any of her wealth. It is such a sad mystery to me.

But it shook me deeply and made me want to look at my own attitude about where my Treasures are and how I relate to them.  Am I greedy? Am I afraid ? Am I generous? Am I trusting and open? Am I AWARE of the amazing Treasures that I have available in my Soul? (After all, those are most Important ones, since they are the ones that are Eternal.)

I remember reading once about a Wise Old Woman saying that in our relationships with God and Neighbor, we should keep our hands open…so that we may easily Give and Receive….a Clenched Hand cannot  Give or Receive.

And so….

With Open Hands,  Z Otwartymi Rękami,  Con le Mani Aperte,

I Remain,

Gabriel Orion Marie

* For those of you who may not know, I have published a series of three books that tell the story of my recovery and healing from profoundly intense physical, sexual and spiritual abuse. These books have dozens of paintings that I did during my process and those paintings are a core form of communication I used in my Healing. These books are available on Amazon. I hope you will read them and pass them on to others !

This White House (Book One), Going Sane (Book Two) and A Spectacular Dawn (Book Three)