Me, my Brothers, Mohammad and Jesus at the Gym

I was in the gym the other day when I bumped into someone I hadn’t seen for years – an incredible young man, very wise beyond his years.

He asked how life was and I shared what had been happening for me. We chatted some more about his life, then he asked if I was going on the treadmills. “Yes” I replied, so he said he’d come join me.

We spoke of the abuse he receives from the public at work: he is Muslim in his faith. He gets it all the time. He laughs and shares that these people who abuse him have got nothing on him, if all they can come up with is calling him a Paki. Don’t get me wrong, there are other things like attacks on his car and attempts at physical abuse. I can tell he is hurt by the way people treat him; I would be too, as that is not love. I do not like racism or abuse at all in any shape or form. Even though I find it deeply sad that we treat each other like this, I laugh, because his words are true. This man is incredible, gentle and wise and says no to abuse.

We talked about Mohammed and how this young man believes in Jesus too: he’s not the only person of Muslim faith I’ve had this conversation with. Another person shared you cannot be a Muslim if you do not believe in Jesus. Mohammed and Jesus were both prophets and taught the same thing, The Ageless Wisdom.

He shared how someone started to bad mouth Mary and Jesus in front of him. He replied, “If you don’t have anything good to say, then don’t say anything at all.” I loved his reply and said, “This is no different to online abuse.” There are people who troll the Internet with a personal vendetta, or simply to abuse another, as the person abusing has not taken responsibility to heal their own hurts, so they deliberately go out to attack people. If we do not agree or like what we see on the Internet, – switch it off, go to another page, but do not use it as platform to hide our identity behind, or for some not to hide, to attack and abuse people.

He shared about how we are lost… is this what we have come to as a society? We discussed how we are looking to the material world to give us answers, or to alcohol and food, but we will never find it there: it hasn’t and doesn’t work, no matter how tall our buildings are, or how fast our cars or computers are, or how much we numb ourselves to fight our awareness or emotional pain. We are a mess. We have not evolved. We build the tallest building in one country; what does another country do but decide to build a taller building, whilst people, our brothers, are being killed all around them.

We talked about how we have lost respect for one another and ourselves. He shared that respect has to start with respecting ourselves first.

He talked about what he loved about visiting Morocco: people all eat off the same plate, they share and eat together – it’s about community and brotherhood. What I loved about this was his love of community and brotherhood, people coming together to eat, to talk, to be together, something I feel we are all desperately missing in the world and our lives.

This conversation was no coincidence or mistake. What we talked of were the values and the living ways of The Ageless Wisdom, even though this young man has not heard of The Ageless Wisdom in those words before. Jesus and Mohammed amongst many others, including Serge Benhayon, are all here to teach and reflect the same thing, The Ageless Wisdom. This religion is about how we live. It’s about re-turning to a way of living we have all lived before, it’s about re-connecting to our Soul, it’s about people, truth, understanding, true love and deep care for ourselves and each other, brotherhood, equality, community, respecting each other and ourselves.

People the world over can see and feel things aren’t okay, that the world is a mess. We are all looking for connection. For me conversations like these are pure gold.

I could have easily made some excuse, “Oh no, I have to walk by myself,” but we are not here to walk alone.

Today it was me, my brothers, Mohammed and Jesus that walked in the gym.

By Anon

Related Reading:
Serge Benhayon – The next World Teacher of the Ageless Wisdom
What is true religion?
The Way of The Livingness

577 thoughts on “Me, my Brothers, Mohammad and Jesus at the Gym

  1. Is it possible that when we are hurting we lash out at others in a way to alleviate the pain of our own suffering? So it would make sense to heal our own hurts then we wouldn’t want to hurt others. The fact that we do hurt others all the time shows the level of hurt we carry in our bodies.

  2. There is a book about separation and what happens in society when we let this run rampant – I recall reading this book called “Animal Farm” in high school years ago and I still remember the an extract where some animals told others “all animals are equal but some are more equal than others” showing how fast we are to bastardise even the word ‘equal’.

  3. Beginning with at least a basic level of respect and bringing this back to our world and our relationships is a good start. From here there is more potential to build.

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