Anyways, one of my close friends, a fellow teacher from my old days of martial arts, asked if he could bring anything. I told him no, but if he wanted to bring some beers, then that'd be cool. I'd have dinner ready by the time the fights started. I'd also invited some family and was a little perturbed that they didn't ask if they could bring anything. Anytime they held UFC gatherings I had always asked if I could bring anything. I don't do it out of courtesy as much as a practice of giving and receiving.
A few years back I had been listening to a lot of lectures fromDr. Wayne Dyer.One of the seminars featuredDeepak Chopra.Chopra said something that struck me. He had always taught his children, now grown, to always bring something when going to another person's house. It didn't have to be anything material, even a compliment would suffice.
Because when we look at the big picture in order for anyone to give they must receive. And in order for anyone to receive they must give. Like life and death, giving and receiving are opposites that work together. The Ying and Yang.
Coincidentally, everyone arrived at the same time. My cousin, who usually holds these events, saw my friend lugging two bags of goodies, more than I had expected, which was nothing.
My cousin hollered, "Why didn't you tell me to bring anything?"
I ignored the question, invited everyone in, and proceeded to get dinner ready. When dinner was served, my cousin complained about the garlic bread being too garlicky. I admit, I had used fresh garlic and enough to clear the sinuses of a rhinoceros. Oops. The point here is to appreciate what you receive. And if you don't like something, don't eat it. Complaining gets you no where and leaves a bad taste in everyone's mouth, despite the fresh garlic.
But out of the whole group, only my close friend asked if he could bring anything. Lovely. What a sense of entitlement.