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Avirbhava is tricky! She accepted the checkbook, then Avirbhava explained to her, "These are the problems attached to the checkbook -- you take them too. I am completely free!" So many problems... In America sales have gone down... Avirbhava has coal mines -- and nobody is purchasing coal mines. Nothing in cash... all in problems -- three and a half million dollars! So Kaveesha became afraid, saying, "I'm perfectly happy as I am. Now this Avirbhava is making me fall into a hell of problems."
And Avirbhava was very happy, "For the first time I'm feeling free -- free of problems, free of money, unburdened."
Kaveesha could not reject the offer because that would be insulting; she could not accept the offer because that would be destructive. So she told Avirbhava, "Wait, first I have to see my master."
Just before I came here she came to me and she said, "This Avirbhava has created a trouble. First she said to me, `I'm giving you three and a half million dollars. You take it. I'm burdened, I want to be free of money. Our Beloved Master has been telling me again and again to be free -- I have decided.'
"And later on she came back and said, `But listen, these are the problems attached: there is no cash.'"
Kaveesha came to me to ask what to do. I said, "You do one thing. Rejecting is not nice; accepting is dangerous because you have never taken such problems as are attached to those three and a half million dollars. You just go to Avirbhava and say, "I have offered the money and the problems to my master. And he said to me, `I appoint Avirbhava as my agent to take care.'"
In a simple way nobody is harmed. Avirbhava remains with her coal mines and three and a half million dollars. But now she is no longer the owner. Whenever those coal mines are transferred into dollars, I am the owner. So they come to the commune; there is no problem.
You need a clarity.
Just something beautiful to make this silence a living, a dancing silence....
Grandma Saperstein and Grandpa Rabinowitz are sitting on the veranda of the old folks home rocking back and forth in their rocking chairs. Grandpa Rabinowitz rocks forward in his
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