The House with Golden Windows

The story tells of a little boy who would look across the sprawling meadows outside his house every morning, and see in the distance a house with golden windows. He would stare and revel in the radiant beams streaming his way from far off. He asked his father one day if they could visit the house with the golden windows. The father obliged, and they started to walk. They walked until they approached the house. The young lad stood perplexed.

He saw no windows of gold… But a little girl inside, saw them staring at her home and came out to ask if they were looking for something. “Yes,” replied the boy, “I wanted to see the house with the golden windows that I see every morning.” “Oh, you’ve come to the wrong place,” she quickly said. “If you wait here a little while until sunset, I will show you the house with the golden windows that I see every evening.” She then pointed to a house in the distance… the home of the little boy.
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So we go through life, looking out of the windows of our own experience, dreaming of a golden window in the distance, but when we look through the windows of the soul, we realize that those distant golden windows do not exist. We see gold, only because of the way the light catches our earthly dwellings at different times of our experience, at different times in our lives.

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The Gulistan of Saadi

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I never lamented about the vicissitudes of time, or complained of the turns of fortune, except on the occasion when I was barefooted and unable to procure slippers. But when I entered the great mosque of Kufah with a sore heart, and beheld a man without feet, I offered thanks to the bounty of God, consoled myself for my want of shoes and recited, “A roast fowl is to the sight of a satiated man, less valuable than a blade of fresh grass on the table; and to him who has no means nor power… a burnt turnip is a roasted fowl.”
Excerpt from the Gulistan, or “Rose Garden” by, Saʿdī

Saadi wrote that around 1259CE in Persia which is now now Iran.


 

Taking a few minutes to just sit quietly and ponder such ancient words of wisdom like this helps me see a much clearer picture of the state of humanity throughout the ages. Everyone should do it.

In my estimation, the ancient world was more civilized than we are now, even though we read the history of war and conquest, those wars were all fought via hand to hand combat, and simple weaponry like bows and arrows, and spears. In this respect, they were actually well contained.

Now, we have attained the ability to end all life on earth. On top of that, the seekers of knowledge are diminishing, while the seekers of chaos are growing exponentially. My reasoning for this surmounting phenomenon is that it has everything to do with both the dwindling of the ‘family unit’ while synchronously, the perpetuation of the misguided.
Douglas L. Duncan